Friday, February 18, 2005

   the fifth installment. this kinda reminds me of excel saga. it just keeps gettign weirder. but Excel is funny...
Eh! What up? So I got the fifth chapter for ya all. sorry if I didnt get to everybodies site yesterday. I was a bit busyer than i thought i would be so I didnt get around. Ok I just wanna quickly say this (yeah right. Am I ever quick ?) im sorry for the direction the story is goin if you don’t like it. For whatever reason (well I know the reason but that’s a secret) I’m in mushy romance mode. So this one is a little more mushy. Yeah. Also just a warning, cause some people tend to be sensitive there is language and some sexual implications. Guess I should have put that in earlier, eh? Just covering me bases. Here we go...

Crowley: (as the taxi pulls up) Where is your home?
Sita: ( stands back from Crowley a bit) Do you know what could have happened in there? (points back to the pub) Do you know what they do to half-demons?
Crowley: I believe you prevented any further incidents when you killed that ogre. (gently) Now where is your home?
Sita: Why?
Crowley: I would think that would be obvious. I’m taking you home. Your done for the day and you asked to go home tonight. (grins) then you get to stay with me.
Sita: (unsure) 32nd road North.
Crowley: good (opens the door) get in. (Sita climbs into the car and Crowley closes the door behind her. He walks over to the other side and climbs in.) 32nd road North and under ten minutes gets you a bonus.
Cab Driver: Gotcha. In a bit of a rush are ya? (looks back and glances over Crowley and Sita. He grins) right-o
(Crowley sits with his legs crossed and his arms spread out across the back of the seat. Sita looks out the window and sits as close to the door as possible, trying to take up as little space as possible. Crowley glances over to look at her and he considers telling her to sit next to him. He decides against it and looks out the window instead. Sita begins to recall various memories from her past as she looks out the window) {woop!! Iv always wanted to do this}
FLASHBACK
Sita: (walks along a busy sidewalk. She is dressed in worn clothing and she looks like she’s been living on the streets for quite a while. She has a touque (Canadian, eh?) pulled over her ears and her tails are out of sight. She is only about 16 here. She walks with her head turned down and she avoids eye contact with the people around her. Suddenly she runs into somebody. She falls back a few steps and looks up to see who she ran into)
...: Why don’t you watch where your goin? (he stops and closely examines her face) What are you?
Sita: (quickly checks to see if her hat is still on) I’m… I’m sorry. (startled) What do you mean? (she looks scared for a moment)
...: you...(looks unsure)What are you? (raises his voice slightly and then realizes what he is doing) Come with me. (he grabs Sita’s hand.)
Sita: (to shocked to do anything she lets him lead her down the road. Unsure) What are you talking about? (she pulls her hat lower)
...: (not quite paying attention) Oh I think you know...(he comes to an alley. He looks down and decides it will serve his purpose) right…(he pulls her down the alley way and behind a dumpster)
Sita: Oh Shit! (starts to pull away from him) I’ve heard about this. Let me go. (she tries to pull his fingers apart from around her wrists but he is very strong) let me go!
...: would you shut up? I’m not going to hurt you. (he turns Sita around to face him and gently pushes her against the wall)
Sita: what the fuck? (starts to move away from the wall. He pushes her back)
...: Take your hat off.
Sita: Why don’t you make me...
...: Fine. (he grabs her hat and he moves to pull it off)
Sita: (reaches up to grab her hat) No!!
...: (grunts) just... (gives up) take of the damn hat!!
Sita: (defiantly)why? (under her breath) perv...
...: (evil grin) yes... I’m a perv... now take the damn hat off and I wont hurt you... I want to see something.
Sita: (looks shocked. She drops her hands, ... laughs and quickly reached over and pulls her hat off. Her hair falls out in tangled shortly cropped layers. She reached up to cover her ears) No!!!!
...: (Starts to laugh) Is that all your hiding? (starts to laugh harder. He leans against the dumpster to support himself) oh god...(tries to catch his breath) oh that’s too funny…(he looks up and sees tears in Sita’s eyes...) oh shit...I’m sorry...look dont cry...geeze (puts his arm around Sita, she pulls away and looks very pissed) I’m sorry... its just...
Sita: What do you mean its just...? This is all I’m hiding?!?!?! Most normal people, for your information, do not have these (touched her ears) growing out of there head. Or since your so keen to see a freak...(she pulls her jacket open to show her tails wrapped around her waist) TAILS!! NOT JUST ONE EITHER!! HAPPY?? (tears run down her cheeks)
...: (looks at her for a moment then starts to laugh again) it could be worst... you could have paws too...(starts to laugh again. Sita looks pissed he looks over and smiles)
aww it ok. I think their cute...(he doesn’t notice the sparks that start to come off Sita’s hands) So what are you?
Sita: Why do you keep asking me that?!
...: well you could be full-blood, half-blood, or something else all together... Wolf, Cat, Fox...(trails off as he notices the flames licking off Sita’s hands) Whoa... ok so fox, right?
Sita: I don’t even know you! I’m a freak, Ok?!?! I don’t even know what I am! What is the deal with you anyways?! (her eyes narrow) What are you?
...: (looks at her thoughtfully for a moment) this really isn’t the best place. If you can put those out (nods to the flames in Sita’s hands) I’ll buy you lunch. We could talk then. (smiles)
Sita: (tries to calm down) Ok. You’re not listening to me. I don’t even know you! You cant just bump into someone, drag them into an alley, force them to reveal a secret, laugh at them (with great emphasis) and then... and then ask them to lunch.
...: (contiues to smile) Why not?
Sita: Arrgh!! You (pokes him in the chest) are (pokes him again) incredibly (goes to poke him again and he grabs her hand) STUPID!! (She pulls her hand back)
...: (holds his hands up, takes a step back and bows slightly) Maybe... but I am offering a free meal. You look like you could use it. And I’m offering to explain these (he reaches over and pinches her ears lightly) and the tails too... if your willing to come have lunch with me. No Strings, your free to leave if you want. (takes another step back and motions toward the street) I just wanted to figure out what you were. I know now... but you don’t...(he gives her a sly grin) do you?
Sita: (looks at him for a moment) Where are we going to eat?
...: (gives her a warm smile) I’ll surprise you… your hat... (hands Sita her hat and she pulls it on making sure her ears and hair are well hidden.)
Sita: (grumbles) I dont like to get surprises from strangers...
...: Oh yeah...names... I’m ..., you would be...?
Sita: (examines him for a moment considering what to tell him)... Sita
...: and a very pretty name too... well? Shall we? (offers her his hand. She looks at it for a moment and timidly puts her hand into his)
Sita: I guess so...


Crowley: fox... Fox...damn it all... bloody hell... FOX! (grabs Sita’s arm, quickly dodges as Sita turns to punch him) Finally…
Sita: What do you want?
Crowley: we have been parked outside your home for the past minute. I though you might like to know. (grins evilly) So, do I get invited in?
Sita: (look of disgust crosses her face) NO!!
Crowley: Well to bad… I’m coming in (he steps out of the cab, hands the driver three $10s and closes his door. He moves around to open the door for Sita) Madam…
Sita: I dont think you realize how repulsive you are…
Crowley: well you keep reminding me… so perhaps I’ll learn eventually (grins). Lets go…
Sita: Why exactly are you coming into my house again?
Crowley: because the taxi is gone (as the taxi turns the corner) and because despite the fact that you are off for the night, you are still under my employment. Also I need my jacket back. (ok if you don’t know what’s happening go back and read the rest of the story)
Sita: I don’t really think that employment is the right word to use. Its more like forced labour. If it wasn’t for the fact that you have my sword (and other things she thinks to herself) you wouldn’t be here.
Crowley: oh , I think I would be. One way or another. (evil grin) Well? (he motions toward the door. Sita removes the hidden key under Crowley’s watchful eye and unlocks the door. She hesitates to open the door) what? You dont notice that anyway when your…(he trails of and gives her a predatory grin) well I guess you wouldn’t know about that anyway, would you?
Sita: (looks extremely disgusted. She opens the door and walks in, leaving Crowley on the door step. He looks at the open door fro a moment and follows Sita in. He hears her slam a door and the click of a lock)
Crowley: so I guess I’ll just make myself at home? (he closes the door and looks around the room. The room is extremely barren, except for a threadbare couch. He goes to sit down and the couch turns to black leather)

Sita: God Damn it!! (punches her pillow)
...: Calm down... its ok. Just...
Sita: hes like a fucking dog... he just will not go away. (punches the pillow some more)
...: Ok...(takes the pillow away) its not the pillows fault. Your going to burn…(he stops as Sita holds up her wrists)
Sita: No... No I’m not. He put these fucking...(tries to take the power limiters off) power limiters on and I. Cant. Take. Them. Off… give me the damn pillow(she grabs the pillow and starts to twist it) Such a repulsive, disgusting, twisted little snake. (the pillow starts to tear at the seams slightly) Oh and another thing. You want to see what he made me wear? (undoes the jacket. ...’s eyes widen at the outfit. He turns away trying not to laugh) It’s not funny!!
...: (turns around with a slight smile on his lips. He takes Sita’s shoulders and moves her toward the bed. He sits her down and kneels in front of her where he takes her hands) we can fix the outfit, we can force him to take the limiters off… we can even make him pay for anything else that he’s done… but if he’s dead, then I’m stuck like this… 10 more days… and I’m stuck. (he looks into Sita’s eyes and she starts to cry out of frustration) 11 more days and we can kill him. Ok? (Sita nods her head. … moves up and kisses her cheek and Sita wraps her arms around his neck)
Sita: if it weren’t for you, I would have killed him along time ago, He’s here you know.
...: (he pulls back) in the house?
Sita: yes. He insisted on coming in. we could take it from him right now (she looks hopefull)
...: (uncertain for a moment. He speaks slowly) I... I think that we should wait.
Sita: why? We can take it then you can do what you need to do then we can kill him. Why cant we take it?
...: it’s not that simple… from what I know it must be given freely… I’m not sure if we can just take it. Now… why exactly did he make you wear this? (he looks over the outfit, he notices how high cut the skirt is)
Sita: because he s a perv. Why else?
...: so, am I a perv to think it looks good? (he winks)
Sita: ugh. Thats what he said. But your no perv. (he kisses her briefly)
...: what if I said ud look even better without the uniform on?
Sita: (annoyed) Oh no. this is not the time for Mr. Smooth to be laying out lines. I’m going to take a shower then I’m going to have a nap.
...: what about Crowley?
Sita: he knows where the door is. If he’s still here when I wake up, I’ll use my dagger to show him the way out.
...: (smiles gently) would you mind if I can join you for your nap?
Sita: (wraps her arm around his neck again and kisses him) Yes, I’d like that.
...: ok, well go have your shower. I’m not going anywhere.

Yeah I know. Mushy. Yeah I know. Long. This makes up for the fact ill be gone for a week or so. Grrrr stupid snail net. Anyway, I’m glad everybody likes the pics. Im kinda on a Dark obsession right now. And the Get Up Kids, but no lyrics today. This post is long enough. Well ttyl
Sita

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