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Rhia’s long ears flicked suddenly, causing the numerous hoops in them to tinkle together as a knock sounded through the ship. She opened one eye to a darkened room, but she could see as if it were as bright as midday. Her tail curled lazily into the air and she went to stretch her wings, but her right one bumped into a solid mass on the bed next to her. Blinking the sleep from her bright blue eyes, she looked over to find Kenshi asleep next to her; his small arms wrapped around her right arm and his head resting against her shoulder.

A smile spread across her lips as she looked at the boy sleeping, his armor neatly set on the floor next to the bed and his black hair slightly mussed. The demoness gently extracted her arm from his, being as careful as she could so as not to wake him, before sliding down to the foot of the bed so she didn’t have to climb over him. She had taken her boots off sometime before she and Kenshi had dozed off, and her bare foot landed on a mound of fur that squeaked in surprise. She jerked her foot back up, just as surprised, and blurted out a few obscenities.

“Didn’t see you there, you okay?” She asked the red Faemouse as she poked her head up, ears perked, and looked up at her owner with shiny, black eyes.

“I okay.” She piped, looking over at the sleeping masque boy. Her ears dropped slightly and she lowered her voice… or at least as much as she was able to. “Ken-Ken still sleep?”

“Yeah, he’s still asleep,” Rhia said softly, glancing back at him before planting her feet on the floor where no animal slumbered. “Keep it down for a little, okay? He needs to rest.”

“Okay, Rhi-Rhi.” Pyra dropped to all fours and scampered over to Paddy who was sleeping on a shirt that had been tossed onto the floor. Pyra circled around him once and then lay down next to him, her head near his.

Rhia shook her head slightly, a small grin on her face as she watched the Faemice for a moment. It was a good thing she brought them with when she thought about it; they helped lighten her brooding nature at times. She reached over to the small table near the headboard of the bunk and grabbed her sunglasses; slipping them on as she turned and exited the room.

Stretching her arms above her head and causing her hands to brush the ceiling, she wandered down the hall to the door. It dawned on her then that someone knocked; someone had actually come here and knocked on her ship. Clicking her tongue against the roof or her mouth softly in annoyance, she stood in front of the door and punched the button on the keypad that started the door opening.

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(( Umm… yes, remember when I said I didn’t know what to type Su? Well, I was kinda wrong about that. e_e; XD ))


Rhia ran her tongue in between her lower jaw and her cheek, watching Su and her companions from behind her sunglasses. If it wasn’t her daughter, she sure as hell looked close. Though it had been about seven years, one could only change so much during the course of that time. And normally they stayed recognizable.

When the girl mentioned Zarien the demoness’s long ears perked slightly, causing the hoops in them to clink together softly. Gods be damned, so it was her daughter…

Rhia wasn’t exactly sure if she should be happy or pissed off that her daughter was here. She sure as hell was angry with Zarien for sending Su here, but she couldn’t really blame the girl for coming; she did apparently want to find her mother. But that was just it… was she really the girl’s mother anymore?

Her eyes flickered for a moment and her lips instinctively pressed together, searching for the cigarette that was for once non existent. She wasn’t this young woman’s mother. She wasn’t! She couldn’t be, she was so different from how she had been before, when she had loved and cared, how could she possibly explain to Su what had happened to her? The fact of the matter was she couldn’t, she was not the same person Su remembered, and so she simply wouldn’t say anything more.

“Yes, you should go.” She said flatly, her face hiding any emotion she was feeling. Just as she turned away from the girl, a small, blue blur flew by her head, followed by two squeaking forms; one flying and one running. The blue blur – a small, long-haired faerie – laughed merrily as he zigzagged through the air, Pyra close on his tail and Paddy scampering along the ground after them.

“Come oooon,” He called; his butterfly like wings beating extremely fast. “You almost have me!”

Pyra, who seemed to be having as much fun as he was, though she was at least three times his size, flitted after him and squeaked happily. Paddy, who was the only one on the ground, seemed to be having slightly less fun than the other two, but still was happy enough to keep up the chase.

Malus, the faerie boy, zipped past Su’s head; sparing only mere inches. Pyra on the other hand, gave the girl’s head at least a foot of extra room. Paddy raced past her feet only to skid to a halt a few feet later, craning his head around to blink curiously at the fox ******** hell,” Rhia muttered, her shoulders heaving slightly in an aggravated sigh. She clenched her jaw muscle for a moment before yelling to the trio, “Get your asses back in here, you better not have woken up Kenshi you little nuisances!”

Malus and Pyra stopped abruptly and turned back to Rhia; Pyra’s ears drooping and a sheepish look on the little faerie’s face. Paddy blinked a few times and his head lowered along with his ears. So much for their game…

Rhia’s ears twitched in annoyance at Su’s remark and the whole situation in general. God damn little vermin, they pissed her off so easily.

She should have left them back home to torture Zarien and Azy…

The demoness dug into one of the pockets in her pants to produce a slightly crumpled pack of cigarettes. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep with them still in her pocket, but hopefully they were still usable. Extracting one, she examined it to make sure it wasn’t bent before sticking it into her mouth between two of the piercings in her lip; the end lighting when she brushed the pad of her index finger across it. Her large ears were perked slightly, listening for sounds inside the ship. So far, she didn’t hear anything except Kenshi’s deep and even breathing, so thankfully the little buggers hadn’t woken the boy up.

Meanwhile, Paddy’s small eyes widened and he let out a loud squeak as Forte approached; his ears swept back and his tail stiff. He whirled away from the strange Faemouse after only a second or two and scurried over to Pyra as she flitted to the ground, her own ears pricked curiously. Paddy halted next to her, his large eyes silently questioning Forte and the older creature smiled, gently patting Paddy’s shoulder.

“It okay, Paddy.” She said in her highly squeaky voice. The purple Faemouse was so far the only one Pyra called by his actual name, and no one knew exactly why that was. The two Faemice stood side by side and waited to see what the newcomer would do next; Pyra smiling merrily and Paddy looking wary and somewhat frightened, though less so now that Pyra had reassured him.

Malus hovered in the air a moment longer, until that is, his clear azure eyes caught sight of Metta. He ran all ten of his slender fingers through his absurdly long hair, the appendages getting caught in more than a few tangles, before he lazily flitted down to her; his opalescent wings looking as if they beat a hundred times a minute. As he landed, he brushed his bright hair back over his shoulders and bowed deeply to the other faerie, causing a few of the shorter, cerulean stands to fall across his forehead.

“Hello, milady.” He said softly, his right hand taking one of hers and bringing it to his lips. He placed a soft kiss onto the back of her hand, his lips barely even brushing against her skin before he released it and raised his head. A small, decorous grin lit his slightly feminine features as he spoke again, “My name is Malus, and you are?”

Rhia, her order momentarily forgotten, simply snorted as she took the cigarette from her mouth and blew smoke towards the sky. Wonderful, her pack of insane creatures was socializing with other insane creatures. That’s all she needed, more overgrown rats traipsing about her ship and another faerie flying here and there; though she highly doubted this one would act as if it were James Bond.

Five minutes, tops, then she’d herd them all back into the ship and let the girl be on her merry way. She could deal with her pets, and even the masque boy and the faerie, but the last thing the demoness wanted right now was more “friends”. In fact, that was probably the last thing she wanted ever; friends were always bad, and brought nothing but pain and hardship. It hadn’t even taken her a third of her life to figure that one out, and she’d be damned (not that she wasn’t already damned, mind you) to go through that particular hell again.

(( Finally, I live. :0 ))


Pyra’s large smile remained on her face, though Paddy was still not too sure about the newcomer. The red creature pointed to herself, and then pointed to Paddy as she named them both, “Hi-Hi. I Pyra, he Paddy. Nice meet you too!”

Her ears were pricked and her wings fluttered, even though she wasn’t flying; she seemed very happy to have met another Faemouse. Paddy’s ears were still folded back against his skull, his tail hanging limp behind him and his small, black eyes trained warily on Forte. Pyra gently patted his head again, giving him a reassuring smile before looking back over to the shadow Faemouse, “You live here too?”

Not even three yards away, the two small Faeries seemed like experts at conversation when compared to the larger, slightly clumsy Faemice. Malus seemed extremely interested in Metta, and thought that perhaps it would have been wise to tie his hair back for once, for at the moment it merely gave him a twinge of annoyance every time it slid in front of his eyes or became entangled in his wings.

“Metta, what an enchanting name,” He purred softly, his crisp eyes sparkling. “Surely we have not met before, for I would have remembered beauty such as yours.”

In typical Malus fashion, he shot her a wide, dazzling smile full of straight, white teeth. It had been a fair amount of time since he had seen another as small as himself, and he was quite pleased the first one he saw was female. “May I ask how long you’re going to be staying in my immediate vicinity?”

Rhia watched the whole scene with less interest than one would have thought possible; her cigarette slowly burning down to nothing as she repeatedly took long drags from it and blew the smoke towards the sky. Her ears perked slightly at the sight of the white masque Su was holding, but that was the only indication that she had even noticed it.

So, they dragged her into this ******** mess too. She thought ironically, a flash of anger coming to life inside her at the thought. Not them, per say, Zarien was the one that told her to come here. He was so going to pay when she got off this mudhole of a planet and back to her own home.

The demoness suddenly flinched slightly as there was a soft crash from inside the ship, her ears flicking violently as the sound reverberated painfully through her skull. She turned away from the group outside and peered down the hall, her tail twitching.

Rhia?

She felt a slight pressure lift from her gut as she heard the masque boy call to her, a silent sigh of relief coming from her parted lips before she glared down that hall, “Kenshi, what the ******** did you do?”

I did nothing, I was sleeping. The samurai stepped out into the hall from the sleeping quarters, his armor still missing and a small grey cat cradled in his arms. He looked back into the room and then over to Rhia, his azure eyes still a little groggy from sleep and now a hint of confusion. There are more Faemice in here, they knocked some things over.

“Ah, I figured some of them would hatch soon.” She commented softly, glancing back to the others before stepping inside and walking up to Kenshi. She peered into the room and found four Faemice sitting in the middle of the room and looking at her as if they had done nothing. She would have almost believed their small, innocent faces… had there not been countless items strewn about the floor around them. Two appeared to be exactly the same in every way except for a mark in the shape of a hand that was on their stomach; one had a left handprint and the other had a right handprint. The other had… a ******** candle on its head, and the last one seemed to have sparkle-like spots on its green body and antennae.

“I’ll deal with you four later,” She growled, causing all eight ears to droop and all four faces to fall sadly. She reached out and absently rubbed Kenshi’s back affectionately, a gesture she had not done to anyone in a long, long time. “Did you get enough sleep?”

Yes, I’m fine.

“Good, you can come with me and try to round up the others.” She turned and walked down the hall, followed by Kenshi and, in his arms, the small cat. Walking down the short ramp and onto the ground outside, she adjusted her sunglasses and placed her hands on her hips. Kenshi followed and stood by her side, looking rather tiny next to the winged demoness. As his bright eyes landed on Su, he smiled slightly behind his masque and gave her a small wave, causing the cat to mewl halfheartedly at having been disturbed.

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