Picnic Time (Closed)

[Miro]

Miro quickly finished up his meat and proceeded to answer Nowa's questions. "No, you don't have to do anything to stay here...except maybe be my friend. If you want, we can share a room. I don't think birds take up much space. If you want, you could always help out around the house. And we can go crow hunting. I think that would be tons of fun! Are they smart? Even if they are, I am sure you are much smarter." Miro stood up and brushed his pant legs off. He stretched and let out a yawn. Glancing around the room he remembered Bones was still with them. "OH! I forgot you were still here Bones. Sorry, I have been a little absent minded today. It's strange to think I began my day..." Miro thought to himself, wondering if it was impolite to mention that he was stalking him. He decided against it and feigned a yawn. "Boy has today been exhausting. I think it might be time for me to wind down a bit." Miro brought his hands to rest behind his head, elbows leading out. He stared vaguely into a corner periodically glancing over at Bones.

[Nowa]

Nowa definatly considered the offer at hand. How hard was it to be a friend? Was was a friend? He's heard the word a bunch, always by people together... how strange, it was a word he felt he should know. Crow hunting, a silly idea, but outsmarting the crows did sound entreating... what do they hide in their nests? Could Nowa steal that away? Miro left that mysterious offer... and the table. Another opportunity. Nowa swiftly shifted his chair right next to that of the other here. "Tell me all about it, the mysterious things I see before me. Who are you, what do you do that is so similar to me, why are you so different from other predators I see? You hold back your emotions, bottling them up... will you explode them all at once? You don't like being ignored, pushed away, I can tell! Tell Nowa more about you! I wanna know." This place, it was all so interesting. Everything was always new and unique, today was no exception. That cage was far more limiting then Nowa could have hoped for, and it was only growing with time... what would become of this? ...time would always tell. Cra-woo! OOCSorry Miro, Nowa is very short-sighted. XD Your offer wasn't verbally answered. He totally has his answer, but you'll just have to wait for Now(a).

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones sat there for a moment, as he tried to keep himself calm... It would not do well for him to go on a rampage... Humans did not take it so well when he did.... He sat there as the other two talked for a bit, and ignored most of what Miro said, since it often just was useless, and ended with him being aggravated. Then he looked over to see the crow asking him questions... Several he did not feel like answering... But he might answer a few... "Me? Humansss call me Bonesss... I am what I am.... I sssuppose mossst is jussst due to living ssso long, and living with humansss." "You learn to hold ssingsss in, and to not do asss you wisssh. Osserwissse I would be run out of town... You sssnap a few necksss of people who annoy you, and humansss get all mad... Ssso I try not to do ssso unlessss ssey attack me firssst... At leassst in ssisss city..." "You lived asss long asss I have, and you learn to get along with ssose around you, and to try to do asss the humansss do...." For he might not look it, but Bones was was actually quite old. Much older than the other two combined. Though he looked to be no more than in his late twenties...

[Miro]

Miro looked over at Bones, unsure of what he had done or where he had been. He seemed to act pretty old, the boring presence that seemed to pour off him at times. Rarely did he ever seem to relax or enjoy himself. Even though Miro had just fed him he didn't seem the least bit grateful. In fact, he seemed angry. Miro was feeling a bit uneasy and almost regretting inviting him. Wait, did he invite him? It seemed as if Bones was up to something, perhaps trying to harm somebody. "Chase you out? Never, but why would you need to be chased out? It is just as simple as telling you that you aren't wanted."

Miro walked over to Nowa now, smiling down on him. It was curious how he was so in tune with what other people were thinking. Not to mention his quick reflexes and escaping skill. "Nowa, you seem to be quite intuitive with people. It's quite impressive. So, how do you feel about staying here? I can promise to make it fun. And if not, you can always leave." Miro looked over at Bones for a moment, then back to the boy. "So, did everybody enjoy their food?" Miro let a small smile cross his face and laid back, closing his eyes.

[Nowa]

Nowa moved to sitting on the table in front of Bones, pushing the plate aside as he did so. "You're very strange. You are what you are, yes. But Nowa is Nowa, which doesn't say anything! Nowa is a Raven! You being you doesn't tell me who you are, I don't know at all! Are you mean, extra clean, surprisingly keen? Even your answer on emotions was missing! I understand not attacking or being attacked as good, but that is no reason to hide all your emotions! Are all your emotions bad? Are you not happy or sad? What else are you hiding from me! For someone who doesn't want to be pushed today, you sure are trying to push me away!" Like a human kid, he even got off the table and pouted over behind Miro. His look back would reveal an act, however... genuine interest on his face once again. If he saw Bones look, he'd hide behind Miro again. "So, how do you feel about staying here?" Listening, he got really close, almost trying to raise himself up to Miro's height. He began another storm of questions directed at Miro this time. "I got questions for you, too! What's a friend? What else is in this house? Is it hard to own a house? What is your room like, no, the house! What is the house like? What are you, too! You are about as strange as that Bones person! Do you have lots of food? How do you get your food! Who, what, why, where, when, how, now, brown, cow! Something that was said to me when I ask lots of questions. What does it mean?" OOCHe's no poetry expert, but it's more fun to rhyme... I didn't mean to start rhyming there, actually, but once I noticed I went a step further with it. XD

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones once more gave his sneer like smile at hearing Miro's words. "Chase you out? Never, but why would you need to be chased out? It is just as simple as telling you that you aren't wanted." "If you really ssink ssat is true, you do not underssstand humansss asss well asss you ssink you do... Anyssing humansss sssee asss different, ssey want to dessstroy. For know it is thossse who have abilitiesss ssey do not... Magic usssersss... Osser racesss... Kill or enssslave... Even if ssose people are sssuperior to ssem... They fear ssem and want to dessstroy ssem... Crusssh ssem down wiss sseir greater numbersss...." "Ssso when I sssay ssey chasssed me out, it more meansss ssey were chasssing me down ssso as to kill me... And I left... Humansss... Cannot be trusssted...." Once more Bones tasted the air with his tongue, inspecting the scent of the other two... He knew the bird man was not human... But Miro also had an odd scent to him... Could he possibly also be?.... "Miro.... are you one of ssem? Alssso a human? Or sssomessing else like usss? Sssomessing of you.... I cannot place.... Doesss not ssseem asss ossersss..." Turning to Nowa, he would try to answer him, though he generally tended to be a bit cryptic, and did not want to say the whole truth. "I would not sssay ssat, I sssimply do not.... Feel... Asss much asss you ssseem to.... Mossst of ssossse emotionsss... I don't really get ssem... Ssey ssseem rasser alien to me.... Maybe you are just feeling to much, and you are sse odd one..."

[Miro]

Miro watched Nowa continue to act strangely energetic. Miro was often childish, but never quite like this. He thought for a moment before answering the many questions. "A friend is somebody you care about. Somebody who you would help, and would help you back. If something bad happened to them, you would be very sad, and if you were my friend, I would give my life to ensure you remained safe. Each room in this house, is suited to hold two people. They have beds, personal furniture, and even some shared stuff. Right now were in the common room, which is anybody's room really. Oh and outside there is a courtyard where we all can train. Avain Manor, is its name. Kinneas, my friend grew up here before it was burned down. Now it's much smaller, but he said it used to be amazing. We are working on fixing it up, and before long it will be better than ever! We have some food, but it is all earned. I work as a fighter at the colosseum. It pays well enough to feed me, and it's fun as well. As for that last thing, I think it means you are asking too many questions." Miro laughed and smiled down at the child. He turned back to Bones who began questioning him as well. All of the attention made him feel quite loved. It seemed Bones was being dramatic, or had some bad experiences in his time, but it was all quite boring. Finally, Bones asked about Miro, what he was. "I am not like either of you. My blood is that of a Vantha and a Symenestra. But that is not what makes me what I am. I have never known any father but Morwen. If you ask me, that is what I am. A child of the winter, taken from my lady's hands to bless the world with ice. One day you will see...we all have a place and a plan that is not entirely our own. Maybe out of all of this you were meant to learn a lesson. Or perhaps you were meant to sway the masses. Just because the plan is not your own, does not mean you shouldn't play your part." Miro smiled at the Dhani that stood before him. He wondered how any could think him a monster, when he had such a calm kindness to him. Even after Miro had prodded him, he remained civil, allowing Miro to have his fun. "If you ever need a hand with your place in this world, I am always here. That is what friends are for."

[Nowa]

Nowa looked back to Bones a while, confused. How can one not have their emotions? He pondered to himself. Is that possible? His look swiftly gave way to Miro's answers, however. His eyes focused once again. As Miro continued to answer, Nowa's head tilted slowly to the side. Once it reached the side, it started to go the other way. Once he was done talking, Nowa answered rather suddenly. "I don't have too many questions, because you have all the answers! What is a Vantha, or a Symenestra? I'm learning lots of lessons every day! I think I need to give you a hand!" He then clapped his hands, with a small cheer of "Yaaay!" After his sudden outburst, he tried sitting down again, staring at the plate in front of him. He contemplated what he meant by 'earning' food. Was it like what he had to do before? That wasn't very fun. He pondered to himself as he stared back at Miro, awaiting more answers to his ever-increasing questions.

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones found that rather interesting that Miro was not completely human, and also found it put him a bit more at ease. He had a natural distrust for humans and their like, having grown up with Myrians close by, who loved to kill anything non-human... Though having gone to other places, the other humans he had met were just as bad. Almost anyone he had come to trust in the least was not a human... Though there were one or two he did not outright hate... And were acquaintances... But such humans were few and far between.... And in fact Bones had met another Symenestra, and so knew the race a bit. She had been full symenestra, and quite interesting.... Though he did wonder on what Miro said to the bird man.... A "Friend?" He did not think he really had anyone he would describe in such terms. There were simply those he did not wish harm to... And those who wished harm to him, and he would kill to protect himself....A rather clear cut grouping... He had met no one who did not fall into one of those groups... Well there was also food, but that was a third grouping.... And people did not often fit into that grouping.... Townspeople got so mad when he ate someone after all.... "Friendsss?... I do not know of thisss... I meet people for the moment, and if it isss advantageous, I will work together with them then... But thisss friend thing? It sssseemsss an odd human concept... I do grow clossse sssometimesss to thossse who I have joined in battle againssst a common foe, and learn if I could trust them in battle at another time... But if they died, I would feel no great sssadnessss.... It sssimply meansss they were to weak to continue fighting..." As Miro continued on... Bones gave him an odd look... Miro felt they were friends? Perhaps Miro felt that way, but he did not trust so easily... Especially one such as him who used so much magic... It was just a matter of time till he went mad from using to much... Or perhaps he had already gone down that path, and Bones did not realize it... He would have to be sure to keep a closer eye on Miro from now on in case that happened....

[Miro]

Miro once again found himself grinning. Nowa was a bundle of joy. His childish charm seemed limitless. As Nowa clapped Miro found himself grinning. He faced the kid while answering, yet his gaze found its way to Bones."A Symenestra or a Vantha, they are races of people. I am mixed between the two of them."[b] Now Miro turned his full attention to Bones. Bones it seemed was very jaded from his past. He showed now just how selfish he truly was. Perhaps it wasn't his fault, being seen as a monster. But if one were truly kind and selfless, eventually trust can be earned. He is a monster only because he allows himself to be so. [b]"It is a shame Bones. I can see now why you can be called a monster. Any thing that only cares for itself is a pitiful thing. To show no compassion for others is what makes a monster. Not a man who can change into a slithering beast. I hope you treasure the bonds with your comrades, because it will be the closest thing you have to true happiness." Miro bowed his head and found his way on top of the couch. His feet rested on the cushions and his rear on the edge. Miro once more looked at Nowa and stuck his tongue out for a moment before quickly turning his head away. It was odd to be stuck between two people with such a difference in their personalities. In his head he had to wonder where he sat between them. Which one was he more similar to? He knew deep inside of him that there sat both a Nowa and a Bones. Miro just sat there with a feigned smile. His mind was rushing around, leaving him confused and a bit frustrated.