Kichi squealed with excitement as she threw the plastic table-cloth over the grassy ground. She had never expected to make a picnic buddy so soon. Icarus and her had gotten along so well the previous day, they were friends already in the making... Not bad for her first day at a new residense. Not bad at all! And he knew about her deformity! And he still wanted to be friends! It was more than Kichi could have hoped for! She hummed merrily as she leapt onto the table-cloth, smoothing out the wrinkles and unfolding the part of the plastic that had folded at one of the corners. Then, once that was out of the way, she got up and grabbed up the small cooler that had been set down to the side, pulling out the contents.
She had woken up early that morning to prepare the small feast that she was setting out now. This friendship was more important than most would realize... The other friendships that she had managed to start during the previous night when she had been doing kareoke were important to her too but it was different with Armaan and Kylora. Their meeting had been brief and much less was known about each other.. Anyway, Armaan seemed to be uncomfortable most of the time and he definately was more interested in befriending Kylora than befriending her... Even if she was invited to go to the city with them to look around.
Little Miss Kameko continued humming as she set out the two plates and the two pairs of chopsticks. Sure, she was showing off but it was alright to time to time. She was showing off her cooking skills and the fact that she had learned how to make pretty presentations out of the food prepared. By the time she had it all on display over the blue plastic table cloth, it ws hard to tell how she had fit all of that food and dishes in the one cooler... Nevermind how she managed to drag it all outside. Although Kichi didn't look it, she could hold up her weight and a little more if she had to so that helpped out.
Once she had everything set up to her approval, she gave a happy sigh and sat down on one side of the tablecloth. Now, all she had to do was wait for Jay to arrive. She hoped that he would like her food...
Sitting there and waiting gave her time to think though... To think about the job she had taken up the day before not too long after having had her tour of the mansion and having parted ways with Jay. The one she had taken up when she had run into that man, Sabertooth. She had been so excited before but now that she had had the time to start thinking about it, it didn't seem too pleasurable. She was starting to get second thoughts... After-all, if she was going to do this, wouldn't it mean she'd be betraying her friend Icarus?
The morning was… uneventful to a degree. Nothing like calling home to be told how great he should feel to have a chance to be part of Xaiver’s school. Ok, granted there were good things, but Jay had good things back home too… he had great things! He would have been the next Elvis Presley if they had all just let him be and he made the sacrifice of working in those stupid mines that killed off more people then he cared to think off, including their own father. He did that because he cared and he knew that it was his responsibility, he didn’t like it, he’d never forgive Sam for making him do it… but he still did it. Sometimes Jay didn’t think they appreciated that, it didn’t matter who he was, it was still his choice and he could have stayed with the band and made something of himself, he could have… but he didn’t and he took up the mantle of man of the house and was sowing torn clothes and splitting up fights and making sure they all ate and all got to school. He wasn’t ready for any of that, why couldn’t people appreciate that just a little? Instead of saying he should think of others more often, maybe they ought to start thinking of him, because right now he was the only one who seemed to give a second thought on his life. No one else cared and then they’d give him a yelling because he wanted to try and take care of himself on occasions, it wasn’t like he was running off and leaving others behind in their misery.
Sure he wasn’t the most social but he was trying now and this morning was proof of that, as was the other day, Kichi may not be who he’s usually found himself interested in spending time with but she was interesting enough to keep him hooked on her company and for now things seemed to be going ok. But his mother didn’t want to hear about that, she just wanted to know how he was getting on with Sam, if he was being good or causing trouble, she wanted the facts and no small details, she had other things to do after all, kids to feed, clothes to wash, screaming matches to settle.
Usually it was night time… she start getting into those sort of things that Jay didn’t like and he’d just say it was late and he was getting tired, this morning it was the other version, the ‘it’s getting late, I have to start getting ready’ and it didn’t matter that it was still a good two and a bit hours before his first class began.
His guitar was slung over his shoulder, draped between two neatly folded wings which started to slouch lower instead of their high and proud poise. A black bag with white trimmings was held over his shoulder, filled with mostly his lyrics and spare sheets to write new ones, pencils, wallet, he didn’t like keeping things in his pockets but didn’t like being with out them or holding them in his hands either so it was better to have a bag.
If students didn’t have a notoriously bad habit of sleeping in, Jay may have missed Kichi in the area they agreed to meet, not too far from the Garden of Remembrance but close enough to still pick up the fragrance of the flowers, which had been why Icarus ad suggested to her this spot for their meal. It was more the fact that Kichi was currently wrapped in yellow, a bright cheery colour that made Jay pause once he was certain it was here and stare down at his grey jeans, which were held in place by a black belt with two rows of square metal studs. Add to that his white sleeveless singlet, the top allowing for free movements of his arms and carefully designed to zip closed specially at his back so his wings weren’t forced to squeeze through any holes. The front had a pale grey blotch on it, at least not being overly simple, yet looking at Kichi’s get up he wondered if he should have bothered with something else. She seemed to be dressed in a sunshine yellow, her now black hair a contrast to it though it was decorated with a yellow streak, closer inspection revealed some orange and red on the edges and a butterfly clip which held her fringe back in place.
Legs seemed to flow from beneath a small shirt, stomach and chest exposed by the design of the shirt she wore and here he was standing in something he’d just randomly selected from his draws… Maybe she hadn’t intentionally meant to dress up, some girls didn’t have anything that wasn’t stylish but still, Jay felt a little out of place for a moment, thinking of other possible outfits he could have come in had he not settled on this.
"Hey, sorry I’m late.." Orange eyes gazed at him and Jay found himself marvelling at how it must feel to change the colours of oneself with their mood, not that he’d give up his wings… he always loved his wings. After all, he had gotten a tattoo of them on his arm! Amongst other tattoos… his blood didn’t seem to take to it though and would remove the ink from his skin as well as any injury. Rather frustrating in Jay’s opinion, he always liked his tattoos… though his mother was openly saying how she liked the fact they were gone now, which didn’t make him feel better. "Mum decided to give me a wake up call… the one that involves ranting on about how lucky I am and how ungrateful I am.. I like how people have selective memories on things." It was obvious this was an on going thing that just seemed to ruffle his feathers more and more each time it was brought up. "..hey, this looks nice, you went to a lot of trouble here," Bag and guitar were both carefully removed and placed on the ground as his eyes looked over the food, tension of his morning phonecall already slipping away as he looked delighted over the gesture, unsure if she cooked it all or if she had gone out and brought it, perhaps he figured it was a bit of both.
Re: Whee! Picnic!"Hey, sorry I’m late.." Kichi looked over at him, excitement and happiness coming to her eyes at seeing him there. It was a look that showed she was genuinely glad to see that he could make it to the picnic. Due to being stood up before by other people, she hadn't been a hundred percent sure if he would come. After all, things could have happened to cause him to not be able to make it and such. Or he could have changed his mind. Another reason she was delighted by his arrival.
"Mum decided to give me a wake up call… the one that involves ranting on about how lucky I am and how ungrateful I am.. I like how people have selective memories on things." At that, Kichi made a face, sticking her tongue out and wrinkling her nose. That didn't sound at all pleasant, she was glad her mother had never been like that. by the way he spoke and acted, she could tell that the banshee-impersonation from the mother was something of common place to him. "..hey, this looks nice, you went to a lot of trouble here," Icarus complimented as he took a seat, setting his things down on the ground.
"Oh! No no no no no! No trouble at all!~" She disagreed quickly in the way she usually did things.... The usual hyperactive touch to it that included exaggerated body movements. In this case it was the waving of her hands along with the shaking of her head. "I was happy to do it and it was fun to make a picnic for us. I hope it's ok... It's been a while since I've made all of this." She stated with a sheepish grin. "You shouldn't have to wake up so rudely. You're good people, people like you should be woken up with soft music or the sounds of birds." She told him, smiling brightly.
<Unlike people like me who betray others...> She thought, mentally kicking herself in the side. <People like me should be woken up by yelling, screaming about how terrible we are and by a punch in the head...> She thought to herself, keeping the same peppy expression though. "You weren't late~ You are just on time~" She sang out. " It gave me just enough time to cuten up the display!" She exclaimed throwing up a peace sign.
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"Oh! No no no no no! No trouble at all!~" The reply came swift and abrupt, leaving Icarus with a hesitant stare at her before he smiled… the girl definitely had a flare all her own and he it was still something he had to grow used to, even if part of him felt oddly refreshed by the burst of energy she displayed.
"I was happy to do it and it was fun to make a picnic for us. I hope it's ok... It's been a while since I've made all of this." So she did make it, though Icarus has told more then one girl he’s ‘made’ something for them when really he just poured it from the container into the dish. Then again, it wasn’t like they were friends of his, he was wasn’t even trying to impress them in the real sense of the word… he wasn’t even sure entirely why he did it. The girls were there, they were interested in him, but then that was just it wasn’t it? Despite Jay’s youth he’d been swept up in the cliché of stardom in which he took advantage of the fact quite a few pretty girls had showed interest in him. It was easier sneaking them back stage, easier making it seem like a spur of the moment thing instead of a well planned event, even with the odd girl here and there he actually really liked. Granted it wasn’t like Icarus got with anyone who showed interest, sometimes it seemed like that, considering within two years he’d been with probably just over twenty various girls he’d still been considerably young. It wasn’t until Icarus was with someone he really cared about till he realized how blind he had been and all the time he wasted on girls that would just think of him as some trophy moment, like ‘that singer guy’ from some backwater town.
"You shouldn't have to wake up so rudely. You're good people, people like you should be woken up with soft music or the sounds of birds." A brow arched at the comment, he was far from innocent, though Jay had his ups and downs, so far the downs seemed to be winning by a land slide. It was nice to hear someone say such a sweet thing though, and Jay smiled briefly in appreciation. "You weren't late~ You are just on time~" Icarus grinned a little, though it faded as he busied his eyes on glancing over the various foods. " It gave me just enough time to cuten up the display!" Bright eyes lifted to look at Kichi in her face, Jay’s own tilting slightly before eyeing the food again. To be honest, he really wasn’t sure how this all worked… all Jay’s old friends were male, rough and tough, no one had ever made a picnic for him before!
"Ya really didn’t have to go all out Kichi," It was flattering though and his tone of voice made sure to express his awe over the effort she put into this. "Ah’d’ave been happy with cheese, bread an’ biscuits’n’dips." The winged mutant added with a brief chuckle. "Keep it up an’ ah’ll get paranoid as to why you’re spoiling me girl."
Re: Whee! Picnic!"Ya really didn’t have to go all out Kichi, Ah’d’ave been happy with cheese, bread an’ biscuts'n'dips." He told her with a small chuckle. "Keep it up an’ ah’ll get paranoid as to why you’re spoiling me girl." He stated. She lowered her peace sign and got a sheepish grin on her face, her hand coming up to rub the back of her head. "Well, I don't know how to make biscuts anyway~" She said in her usual sing song tone.
"Well, it's ok for me to spoil you!" She exclaimed energeticly. "It's been a long time since I've had...." Her string of words paused and she looked down for a second then she looked up with a bit peppy grin. "Been a long time since I've had a friend to have a picnick with and I'm really happy to have one again!~" She told him. It was true; she couldn't remember exactly how lon it had really been since she had had a picknick with anyone. Almost as long as it had been since she had had a friend.
For a few years now at least, she had been alone. Sure, she had mingled with people for a couple hours here and there while not on the job but that couldn't be concidered as friendships. She was a friendly person while on her free time and sometimes while she was on a job she had taken up.... Like this one she was on now. She wasn't pretending with her friendliness this time though. She didn't want to decieve Jay or Armaan or Kylora... But wasn't that what she was doing right now? It was possible that they might think of her as a friend...
She had no doubt that they would be surprised if they knew what she was up to. That they may even get hurt because of the relationship she had built with them... "Well, things can't stay pretty forever~ Let's eat!" She exclaimed, showing none of her thoughts on the outside. She started setting up a plate for herself off of the little buffet that lay on the picknick blanket. she was busying herself, trying not to think about things too much.
"I've made a couple friends already I think... but you're my favorite, Jay." She told him with a big happy smile.
Re: Whee! Picnic!"Well, I don't know how to make biscuts anyway~" A laugh had to be stifled as Jay wondered if she only ever ate things she cooked entirely herself, even something as simple as pasta perhaps! The chattery voice of his mother almost came alive in the back of his mind as he could so clearly imagine her praising a girl who could handle herself so well in the kitchen. "Well, it's ok for me to spoil you!" Was it? Icarus hadn’t had people spoil him really, he had been put in charge of his entire family as soon as Sam decided he wanted to join Xavier’s, and Icarus had been bitter about it ever since. Not that Jay didn’t love his family, because he did, all of them, even Sam. That didn’t change the fact though that Jay had to give up his dream of singing just so Sam could run around here playing hero. The next Elvis… how could anyone who longs so badly to sing and actually be given that sort of title ever truly walk away from the career without even the faintest tinge of regret? Well Icarus didn’t have the tinge, he had a full blown area full of emotions and that had shown the instant he met up with Sam again. The two still didn’t get on well, though they had their close moments… they had a lot more distant ones too.
"It's been a long time since I've had...." Kichi continued to speak and the winged mutant tried to shake any thoughts of trying to summon up memories of the last time anyone went out of their way to spoil him. Coming from such a poor family and an isolated social life, the memories seemed all to few and far between. "Been a long time since I've had a friend to have a picnic with and I'm really happy to have one again!~" That was sweet, and a charming smile edged its way onto Icarus’s features as he sympathized with her, since Sammy’s death Icarus hadn’t made another best friend and deep down it was more then just having trouble clicking. First his father died while Jay was still young and then Julia died all those years later and then his first roommate Sammy, it felt like anyone who got too close to him just passed away and none of it was from natural cause!
"Well, things can't stay pretty forever~ Let's eat!" A small nod came and the fiery silken strands of fringe fell gently before his right eye, at the length which was long enough to do so and yet too short to be able to get securely tucked behind his ear. There was only a little flick of his head but it did the trick and saved Icarus the chore of having to move his hand all the way up to his face, instead letting the slightly hesitant fingers collect the elaborately cooked and served meal.
"I've made a couple friends already I think... but you're my favorite, Jay." That made sense, about her making friends already anyway, Jay smiled a little as he could imagine a few people just like her all sitting around the kitchen chattering away excitedly about anything and everything and yet seemingly nothing at all. It was the last comment that threw him off a little, people didn’t like him so easily, people most definitely didn’t consider him their favourite person to hang around with! At best they tolerated him or perhaps found him interesting or ‘ok’, but favourite? It took a moment more for him to realize he was staring and the dazzling blue eyes dropped from her face and he drew the plate towards him. The food looked lovely and his stomach buzzed eagerly to try some of it but… her favourite?
Another mental image came but not as amusing as his mother, this time it was just Sam rolling on the ground next to them, laughing so hard tears threatened the corner of his eyes and his hands clenched over his stomach… a bit of an exaggeration on Sam’s reaction perhaps, but it wasn’t entirely out of the realm of possibility either. Again Jay looked up, half ready to say something, anything, but he couldn’t figure out what, how do you reply to something like that? It seemed so out of the blue… all those warnings of ‘too good to be true’ flashed his mind an felt almost guilty for his unfair suspicions, but again, people didn’t treat him like this. A moments thought was cast back to when they first met and she had gotten so excited about how he looked, the thrill in tow which she had as she stroked his wing and the added fact she had mimicked his colouring, it really did amplify what she was saying now that he thought about it.
Was she flirting with him maybe? The girl did strip down in front of him the other day… what if he commented and made her uncomfortable though? After all this work she put into the meal he’d hate to make for awkward conversation. A hand placed a random item of food near Icarus’s lips and he thoughtfully took a small bite, slowly chewing at it as he tried to focus his staring on the food instead of the girl. He had to reply… you can’t just not reply to a comment like that and let his pass! And it had nothing to even do with the rudeness but the fact she sounded so genuine that Icarus worried she’d think negatively of his moments silence. At least eating gave him an excuse… albeit a poor one.
"If ya had insulted me then I’d have’ad a thousand things to say back but… I’m a little stuck fo’ words right now." The honesty that came surprised him, was he that desperate to say something? Couldn’t he just say something like ‘thanks’ or spin some random compliment back at her? His brain was a complete blank for the last few moments though and he wasn’t having that much more luck for the time being. "I mean tha’s very sweet Kichi," The appreciation was added quick and sincerely, not wanting to confuse her as to how he felt towards her comment. "Though stating someone as bitter an’ angry as me is your favourite.. makes me wonder who ya hang out with!" There was another chuckle though not as smooth as his earlier one. He hadn’t meant to put himself down though one could see the negative impression he had on himself, he’d been told so often how unreasonably angry he was and there comes a point where you just start living by other peoples expectations. It wasn’t until recently that Jay realized how unhappy he actually was and made a more active effort to try and make nice with people here and there, but it hadn’t even been a week, he needed more time to get used to more positive interactions.
Re: Whee! Picnic!"If ya had insulted me then I’d have’ad a thousand things to say back but… I’m a little stuck fo’ words right now."[/ At tht part, she would have explained how he didn't have to say anything as long as he knew that she was beinghonest in how she felt. But as he continued to speak, she told herself she would explain it to him after he was done. "I mean tha’s very sweet Kichi... Though stating someone as bitter an’ angry as me is your favourite.. makes me wonder who ya hang out wi
Her plan to tell him what she had been about to went right out the window at that last part that he had added after the sweet comment. Both of her hands slapped down onto the picknick blanket, her leaning forward with a shocked expression written all over her face. Her eyes widened into almost circles. "Ieeee!" she almost howled out. "How can you say that!" She added with a slightly sulking tone.
"If you were as bitter or angry as you try to claim that you are then you would have either hit people around like a rag doll or have started to try to get rid of everyone by pushing them away! You aren't like that~ Or we wouldn't be here right now!" She exclaimed, sitting back and gesturing hyperactively with her hands as she spoke. "If you were like you try to claim you are, then you wouldn't have smiled ever or laughed any, or decided to waste any of your time on having a picknick with some one like me~"
Kichi hadn't meant to blurt that last part out. She had gotten too emotional and the words had fallen out before she had time to catch them up in her mind. She laughed a little, rubbing the back of her head with one hand while snatching up one of the hand foods in the other then popped the sushi roll into her mouth in almost a comical way. It was a bit of a big bite so it would take a little while for her to finish it. As soon as she finished it though, another roll was popped into her mouth.
She had to be more careful, she told herself. If she kept going at this rate, she might mess up too much. Kichi believed it was because she didn't want to do this anymore... Because she didn't want to be spying on her friends.. But that wasn't something she had much of a choice on though. After all, this was a mission she accepted. But she was leaning more and more towards trying to escape from it. It would be the second one she declined while in the middle of.
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A sudden thrust of her slender hands striking the blanket caused Icarus to stare in surprise, a slight jump at the yell that erupted from her, so small a creature, yet such strong vocal cords! "Ieeee!" Not exactly a phrase he was used to, and the Southerner stared a little surprised as he tried to assess if she was angry with him or not. "How can you say that!" Well she seemed upset, but not angry, it stunned him to think she reminded Jay of some of his fans, or at least the girls that seem to just like screaming at the top of their lungs as soon as any opportunity presented itself for them to do so. There was something so different about Kichi and Icarus wasn’t sure if he was comfortable with it yet or not, he must definitely need more time to get used to her, but he didn’t dislike her, even if she had a habit of taking him by surprise.
"If you were as bitter or angry as you try to claim that you are then you would have either hit people around like a rag doll or have started to try to get rid of everyone by pushing them away! You aren't like that~ Or we wouldn't be here right now!" Hit people… that wasn’t exactly unheard of… granted Icarus got into fights with people but he wasn’t really physically violent, usually people egged him on and since he believed he couldn’t die he wasn’t one to back down from a fight if the other person looked as if they needed to be taken down a notch or two. And as far as pushing people away…A year here and this was one of the few guys Icarus knew who he has spent more then fifteen minutes with in a day. Everything Kichi tried to deny was in fact true, and yet it surprised Jay to realize that she wasn’t aware of the things that everyone else so easily saw… did he really act that differently around her or was she just blind to it?
"If you were like you try to claim you are, then you wouldn't have smiled ever or laughed any, or decided to waste any of your time on having a picknick with some one like me~" Bright eyes peered down at the food, and again the thought crossed his mind that he really didn’t know why he had agreed to come down here to meet her… he wasn’t sure, maybe he was just curious, maybe he wanted to try and be nice, he really didn’t know and it was starting to bother him. There was a laugh and Jay looked up again, noting that she looked a little taken by the flow of emotion she had let loose and yet Jay still found himself confused by the whole thing.
"Kichi…" Jay sounded hesitant, part of him wanted to finish the topic there and then but another wanted to continue on, as if driving the point home might stop her from somehow getting hurt once she discovers the true side of him that didn’t seem to be coming out so clearly for her. "Ah’m no bully… but I’m no teacher’s pet either." He didn’t want to make friends with someone only to have them run off the instant they realize he was nothing like how they imagined, he was tired of people judging him like that, somehow deciding half way into things that he just wasn’t worth their attention any more. "Ah have wings, but Ah ain’t no angel… Ah don’t know why I came out here coz I ain’t never done this kinda thing before, but Ah do know it may be nice havin’ a friend, Ah also know the last two people Ah let close both ended up dying. Ah push people away Kichi, an’ Ah ain’t gonna lie ‘bout that… part o’me feels like anyone who gets close t’me gets hurt, an’ in the end Ah’m always left behind."
Re: Whee! Picnic!"You don't have to be an Angel, you're a Jay. I don't think an Angel would be able to stand me it would take someone who isn't perfect to even deal with me." She said with a smile. Kichi might have been one of the few people who actually thought of imperfection as a compliment as far as personality anyway. People who seemed perfect always ended up having the most skeletons in their closests. Kichi knew this and knew this well. If she hadn't learned it a long time ago, she had learned while on her different jobs. "I don't want a teacher's pet or a model citizen or anything like that. Those things don't really matter. I want a friend." Kichi told him.
She could feel everything falling out from beneath her. She had taken a possibly fatal step and there was no turning back. Friendship, she shouldn't have made a real one. Not in this situation she was in. Not after what she had done and was still doing. This wasn't right. And she knew it wasn't right. She should be ashamed of herself!.. And she was... Kichi had no place to do something like this; no place to be making friends with the same people she was spying on. Even with those thoughts screaming at the back of her mind, she continued on.
"I want a Jay." She said only after a brief pause after the statement before that, all those thoughts having ran trough her head in that short of a time. "You don't push everyone away. See? I'm here. You and I have something in common, Jay. I feel like everyone I get close to ends up getting hurt too... But I'm not going to let that happen anymore." She said with a bright smile before scarfing a strawberry.
"You said before to me that it is nice to have company. You seemed ot mean it when you said it so you aren't as bad as you think you are with wantin to keep people away." She stated with a nod, as if agreeing to her own words. "Third time's a charm? I'm not going to die on you so I won't be the one leaving." She said, grabbing up a piece of sushi and eating it.
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"You don't have to be an Angel, you're a Jay. I don't think an Angel would be able to stand me it would take someone who isn't perfect to even deal with me." That wasn’t true, was it? Kichi was a vibrant burst of energy, anyone who was kind would probably appreciate her burst of enthusiasm compared to the slums of every day worries in the school. The girl was nice, the smile was two faced much like everything about her, Jay could see it, an extreme happiness that covered an extreme sadness… or at least that’s what Jay felt over the glimpses of emotions he’d seen flurry across her features or in her eyes. That didn’t mean her smiles were fake, perhaps they seemed odd and unnecessary at times, but that didn’t diminish their value entirely. The red winged youth just found her more honest and deeply touched smiles weren’t as easily shown as all her other ones.
"I don't want a teacher's pet or a model citizen or anything like that. Those things don't really matter. I want a friend." No one spoke like this, did they? Not to him… was she so keen for friendship? Then again, perhaps she put into words what he had been feeling the last few weeks. All he wanted was a chance to be part of a group, to just do something meaningful with others even if it was just to share a picnic together! He was so tired of spending every day in the same empty routine… routine of any sort was definitely thrown out the window while Kichi was around, she was too unpredictable, and that’s one of her greatest charms in his books!
"I want a Jay." The morning light played in Jay’s crystal eyes, casting a brilliant shine to their gaze as he stared at her, a softness in the faded confusion that still lingered. Why him? Why was she so nice, he hardly deserved it and yet the way she spoke it was like he deserved nothing less. People weren’t like that around him, people didn’t see beyond his sharp wit and pained mask of arrogance. Then again, he hadn’t been like that with her, not arrogance, not spiteful or brushing her off, how did she get through all of that? The very bewildering nature of the girl, who could be so serious one moment and bouncing around the next, it threw him off, that had to be the reason, he just didn’t know how to deal with it in any other manner then his own true patience. Did that make sense?
"You don't push everyone away. See? I'm here. You and I have something in common, Jay. I feel like everyone I get close to ends up getting hurt too... But I'm not going to let that happen anymore." How could she judge him, she barely knew anything about him and yet she was right… Jay technically hasn’t pushed everyone away, not if he was here, sitting on a blanket and munching on food Kichi herself prepared specifically for him to enjoy a meal with her. His eyes fell away briefly, the pigment altering mutant continuing on about people getting hurt around them and yet as she made her final statement Icarus looked up again. How could she make such a promise? Then again, it wasn’t like he could die on her, so it was half true even if he didn’t believe anyone could keep such words, people hurt others, intentionally or not, that’s one thing Icarus learnt from all his pain…he just had to learn to accept it now.
"You said before to me that it is nice to have company. You seemed ot mean it when you said it so you aren't as bad as you think you are with wantin to keep people away." That was true, he liked being around someone, it was so lonely doing the same thing without the company to occupy the time. A smile returned to the red head’s lips as Kichi nodded, an almost shy drop of his head following. "Third time's a charm? I'm not going to die on you so I won't be the one leaving." Death… always a word that helped drain away the smiles, though he stared up at her again, as if trying to find the fault in her words, trying to find something that would help him better reply, anything, anything but staring speechless back at her.
"Teachers say I have a bad habit of not knowing when to quit, so I guess this means we’ll be bugging each other for a long while yet." Another mouthful of food was slipped past Jay’s lips rather contently before being washed down with a drink. "But I’m not a good cook, so you’ll have to be content with take away if I ever invite you to eat."
Re: Whee! Picnic!"Teachers say I have a bad habit of not knowing when to quit, so I guess this means we’ll be bugging each other for a long while yet." As excitable as Kichi was, a squeal of delight came from her. He was going to give their friendship a chance! Friendship... She wondered if he was her friend, if he would forgive her for what she had been doing. She didn't plan on telling him ever about her jobs especilly the one she was on at the moment and about to break out of.
Before, she had been planning on possibly bringing him into her business but she had changed her mind recently. She wouldn't pull him into it. What if they were to get caught? She didn't care if she got caught since she seemed to somehow manage to escape but Kichi felt like she might be pushing her luck if she had Jay with her. That playing with that danger with two would make it riskier and she didn't want to have Jay get caught up because of something she had him doing. Usually she could turn on the tears and that be a good enough thing to make an opening for an escape but she didn't think it worked that well with men trying the waterworks. Actually, for men it wsa more likey for them to get beaten down for it.
None of those thoughts were appealing in the slightest to her and it made it hard for her to keep her peppy smiling exterior. She pushed those thoughts away just for that reason. She didn't want those things on her mind ot mess everything up. So instead, she drew her attention to the company and the meal. It was an instant picker upper. "I'm really glad that you're going ot give me a chance, Jay. You don't know how much it means to me." She said merrily as she went back to eating again.
After a moment of silence, she paused in her eating and after her mouth was empty, spoke again. We should do this a lot more in the future. I love picknicks.
"I'm really glad that you're going to give me a chance, Jay. You don't know how much it means to me." One day this girl would most likely look back on this day and be in disbelief that she had said such things… at least that’s what Jay told himself in order to try and lessen the blow of what he figured was inevitable. People just didn’t seem to handle being around him long, and his moods changed enough that when Jay was being sociable he’d fall in various groups and not always were they the best of people. The flyer was no bully and by no means would tolerate someone picking on someone more defenceless, but bad friends often opened a window to self harm or constant disappointments. At least nothing Jay ever did would kill him, but the negative crowd would eventually start trying to push things Jay’s way and Jay was bitter enough and rebellious enough to be sucked in if he wasn’t careful. It didn’t occur to Jay that someone like Kichi would most likely help detour him from such encounters and in the end he’d be better off… even if they weren’t best friends Kichi didn’t seem the kind of girl to tolerate or remain silent when a friend looked as if they were walking down the wrong path so blithely.
"We should do this a lot more in the future. I love picknicks." There was a moments pause as Icarus drank down a mouthful of food with a sip from his cup. He wasn’t sure if he was a morning picnic guy, but if she wanted to have another go at it he supposed it’d be ok to meet her away, though he’d feel bad that she would have to go through all this trouble again, even if she said it hadn’t been a bother he still felt bad. On top of that he couldn’t really offer to do it in return as he couldn’t cook much more then basics… sure he made a mean meal using eggs, bacon, and a fried tomato with some personal flavouring he developed via trial and error, that was hardly something one could live off. The mutant was hardly a fancy cooker, he dashed a few spices and herbs and the like here and there and cluelessly cooked his food with little idea on what he was doing… he could make meals, but he hardly had an art to them, which left the meat often dried.
"Ah’d feel bad t’make ya constantly do all this work though…maybe ah can help you in preparations an’ eventually ah’ll get the idea, might manage to make mah own picnic within the next couple o’months." there was a chuckle at the fact that it’d take a while for him to learn but still he’d not mind watching Kichi cook in order to pick up enough ideas to do his own meals. She was very fancy and artsy a person in her cooking he decided, not like his simple and basic styles of cooking.
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