Imma link examples from tik tok BUT CAUTION CAUSE A LOT OF THEM HAVE FLASHING AND COLORFUL LIGHTS
Kyran- contact juggling (here is a second one cause this tik toker is amazing at it)
He just loves the idea of fucking with people (in a good way) and this seemed like the best way. That and he totally loves The Labyrinth and would totally recreat the "I brought you a gift" scene.
Galieo- flame fans or anything with fire tbh
What can I say he loves fire. It's just so pretty and bright and hot and pretty. Did I mention pretty? Dude practically gets hypnotized by a campfire.
Marci- pixel whip (it's not flashing but it transitions from light room to dark)
They preference body tracing but don't mind swinging around the handle a bit. They love how mesmerized people get as they trace. Marci is fully aware of how amazing they look, night or day, doing this.
Styx- veilpoi (not flashing but dark room with swirling colorful lights) and veilfan
She enjoys that she can change the speed and how the veil flows. That and the ability to make the colors and visual match hers or the music's emotion. A way to show how she feels without audibly admitting. It can be a calm full flow that's smooth and open or quick swirling and like fire flickering.
Atticus- buugen
It reminded him of scythes.. and were tripy looking when being moved around.
"Are we there yet?" Kyran asks, a knowing grin on his face. A groan slips from Galieo's lips,
"You ask that one more time and I'm strapping you to the roof"
"You wouldn't do that"
"You're right I'd get in trouble for child endangerment." The man was too stunned to speak, and a victorious smirk creeps onto Galieo's face. Kyran returns to scrolling on his phone and mindlessly chews on his necklace.
Both boys are startled by a ring tone blaring through the speakers.
"Jesus Leo, could you have made it any louder?" Kyran chuckles.
"Shush. What do ya need hun?"
"We need to stop its been a while since we let Sweetpea out." Atticus's voice reverberates the speakers.
" 'Bout ten minutes till we reach town. Can it wait till then?"
"...yeah"
"Thank you Atticus." The call ends and the boys continue their travel down the highway.
Kyran hums in relief as he stretches by the open truck door. After hearing Atticus the great dane scrambles from the back of the vehicle through Kyran's door.
"Augh! Get It off me!" The red head helplessly pushes away at the sweet pup drowning him in slobbery, apologetic kisses. Atticus whistles once again and Sweetpea follows. Meanwhile Galeio was trying not to fall over laughing. "It's really not that funny."
"After everything you do to me? You're right, it's not funny," Galieo walks over and pats his brother's back. "It's hilarious." Kyran rolls his eyes.
"Atticus, baby, could-" after the blonde cocked an eyebrow Galieo corrects himself. "Sorry, habit *he clears his throat* could you get the truck some gas? I think I also saw a dog park down ther Sweets could go to." He tosses the keys to Atticus.
"Ther- don't you mean there?" Kyran jokingly elbows Galieo.
"Like you should talk. Spend too long 'round Atticus when he's speaking and you gain a full blown southern accent. Don't even get me started on when you get hyperfixated on UK streamers"
"Told you it ain't my fault! Mimicry it's a habit I can't break."
"Mmhm, les go." Galieo drags his little brother off to the store they'd spotted on the way in. "Oo.. should I have reminded Atticus you can't fill your own gas here?"
"Nah' it'll make fer a great story to tell amá. 'Had tuh pull Atticus off some poor sod cause he was tryin' tuh do his job and pump da gas fer 'em."
"You're right... I'll text him"
"Ugh, fun police~"
Soon after reminding Atticus of the State's strange law the brothers walk into the Pedlar Bob's.
"Ooo! What cute bags"
"We don't have room Leo"
"Hush, we always have room. B'sides we'll need them while we're here. I hear a lot of the shops here want you to pay fer your own bags or bring in your own. Big on recycling." He happily continues gazing through the different shopping bags. After picking up a few different style both boys head to the aisles. Galieo gaps, "you think they have they have puppy chow here?!" Kyran shrugs,
"Dunno, lets split up."
"Mkay, jus' don't cause trouble"
"Hey Leo~ found some Dark Chocolate PB Hexa-Squares," Kyran hums with a mischievous grin stretching from ear to ear. Rounding the end of the aisle gave him enough time to slide on the clown mask he had found at the bottom of a random bin. With the dirt and grime that had been building upon it for God knows how long.. it was a decently spooky mask.
"Dark Chocolate PB Hexa-Squares!? Show me!" Galieo spins around to see the dingy mask; he shrieks and falls back. He bumped into something but but assumed it was a cardboard stand from how light it was. "Kyran! I'm gonna tear you a new one if you keep that up. You know I hate when you do that! So damn creepy..." he huffs and grumbles uselessly. Finally he gets up and dusts himself off. 'Make him clean up his mess' he thought but quickly changed attitudes hearing a sneeze and seeing a young woman... teen? Either way a person he'd knocked down. 'Never mind..'
"Oop, I'm sorry about that hun. Here lemme give ya a hand." Galieo offers his hand with a polite grin. The sweet, apologetic manner he was presented the girl with vastly contrasted the raging ocean in her eyes. Despite his kindness, his offer is silently refused. "I really am sorry 'bout that ma'am. I almost didn't notice you." He fiddles with his hands, he really wanted to make this right. Unfortunately the only response was a deep breath and an eye roll. The tall man frowns and rubs the back of his neck as he watches the girl storm away.
"Wowza if looks could kill, I'd be cleaning up your corpse 'bout now," Kyran was peeking out the side of the end of aisle. Galieo turns to see the mask again and gasps; he glares at his brother.
"And who's fault is that?" He raises a brow unammused by his little brother's antics. Kyran takes off the mask revealing an unphased grin.
"I like when you get angry. Your eyes get a sort of dark brightness to it uh.. how do I explain? A gray flaming fire threatening to burn the moonlit forest to the right of it."
"Flattery.. will get you nowhere. Now let's go." Which might be true but it still made Galieo blush; it wasn't hard to flustered him.
Once finished with paying for everything, including the wretched mask, the two boys make their way out to the parking lot.
"Shoot.."
"You forgot you sent Atticus off with the truck didn't you?"
"Shut it, Buttercup." This earned an irritated huff from Kyran which felt like a victory as far as Galieo was concerned. Eventually Atticus returns with the truck but no Sweetpea.
"Not that I mind but where's tall and slobbery?"
"Park" Atticus answers Kyran simply.
"Wait, you left It there!? You know it doesn't work like a doggy daycare right?" Neither Kyran or Galieo think they've seen Atticus hop on his bike that fast.
"Kyran. Truck. Now."
"Yeah I know that." The boys hop in the truck and speed off behind Atticus. "I thought he was suppose to be the one will all the braincells in the group."
"I don't know maybe he's just used to letting her out on the country side and calling her back in when they day's chores are over."
"Leo. Dude. Name -one- person you know that would just drop off their little Spot at the dog park."
"..."
"Exactly. Man.. he had trust in the weirdest things"
Galieo follows Atticus to the park but when they go to look around they can't spot her.
"Dude how do we lose a pony sized puppy who like midnight black in the middle of the -day-?!" Kyran huffs. Atticus shrugs seeming like he wasn't bother by this situation anymore. "Could -actually- ya know use yer voice and call her or whistle? Leo is freaking out, I thought he was gonna passout so I sent him back to the truck." Atticus shrugs again and gets ready to whistle. Kyran quickly covers his ears having made the mistake of not doing so once or twice before.
Sure enough, not even seconds after the whistle Sweetpea comes bounding over the hill. Running close behind was a young woman holding the leash.
"Is... is.." the gal took a mental to catch her breath. "Is she yours?" The question was directed at kyran who scrunches his nose at the notion,
"gods no. Eugh." Atticus rolls his eyes and gently takes the leash back. He nods his head as a silent thank you.
"Oh.. well um, I tried to give her these but she would only push them away with her nose. Really sweet though."
"Well.. it is her name." Kyran mumbles as the young woman gives Atticus the treats. Atticus tosses one to Sweetpea and they part way with the lady.
There was a mountain to site see and trails to hike for the four of them before they'd finally settled down for the day.
"Hmm.. I don't know if I wanna crash or make smores" Galieo hums as he stretches. "Atticus? Could yuh look around for a firepit or a safe spot to set up one while Kyran and I bring everything in?" The blonde nods, "yer a saint!" Galieo drags in the luggage and Kyran brought im the kitchen items. Atticus on the other hand had made his way to the backyard. The sound of a smack on the ground, the jets in the hot tub burbling, and the drops on the ground had his guard raised.
"Is there someone there?" He gave the intruder a chance to reveal themself. "Sweetpea, Find It."
Two days pass and each time Styx would sleep until noon when she managed to fall asleep. Although most of the time the sleep she got didn't feel very restful. She didn't reveal much about herself other than basic things like favorite color or age but the boys on the other hand shared more. She figured that they thought if they open up then eventually she too. Still she listened and learned a lot about them. 'A streamer, a dancer or did he say dance teacher? Whatever. And a security guard of sorts... what the fuck kind of group are they?' She thought, 'what did I get myself into?' Pushing the thoughts from her mind she shuts her eyes and attempts to sleep.
~She hums to herself as she follows the.. path? The only light was coming from the moon which, unlike what she's seen on TV, does not light the area very well. Honestly she was just following the only other light shee could see in the distance.
Styx whips her head around hearing clang and clicks.
"Who's there?" She asks but never receives a response no matter how often she asks. As drops of rain begin to pour she picks up her pace. She could see the light was coming from a street lamp and something was below it. The ground has a soft rumble that is steadily getting louder like the drum rolls of thunder that shake her body. As the clanging gets louder she gets faster.
Lighting flashes, showing off more of the thing below the lamppost. A familiar figure she instantly recognizes. Suddenly her stomach drops, she knew where this was going. Styx desperately pulls against the clinking chains that had caught up to her. Trying, begging herself to be faster.
"You have to move! Please!" Cracks in her pleas wishing the man down the road would hear her. He kept still despite the pouring rain, despite the rumble of the ground, and despite the blaring horn that echoed through the air. No matter how hard she tried or how loud she screamed, his name just couldn't escape her lips. Tears streamed down her face. She could see the train approaching. He finally looks at her, offering a solemn smile and a wave. Just as the train collides~ *THUD* she coughs as she waks on the floor.
Styx sniffles and pants, staring at the floor for a while. Once her breath is back under control she pushes up and off the hardwood floor. The 'useless' tears are wiped away. He feet drag across the ground to the freezer. She picks up one the popsicle the boys made for her from some hydrating flavored water, she didn't pay attention to the brand. The boys were just happy she'd consume it. A laugh breaks the deafening silence. After shuffling back for her blanket she finally decides to investigate the noise. It wasn't the first time she'd heard this laugh at this time of night.
The young woman can't say she was surprised to see that the culprit was Kyran; he'd accidentally left his door open. A few lights he'd brought colored the dim room in purples and blues.
"Jesus! You need a bell er somethin'" Kyran jumps when he spun around in his chair. He looks over the young woman and could tell she'd been crying. "Can't sleep?" She shakes her head. "There's a foldable chair right there, put it by mine." He states and point a before leaving to get water. She follows his suggestion then looks over his setup.
'Space themed.. and he's streaming. Can they see me? God I really fucking hope not...' Styx worried and leaned to the side in her chair. Upon returning the redhead chuckles,
"They can't see you. I have an ad running and I switched panels" he reasures. "I'll turn the cam off for the rest of the stream." He signals with his hand for her to get up. Although confused, she listens. He swaps the chairs, giving himself the foldable one. Ha pats the gamer chair when she doesn't initially sit. "It's a pretty comfortable chair and not many get the chance to sit in mine. So take the opportunity while can, yeah?" He winks and turns to his screens.
"Annnd we're back. Yo so the cam's gonna be off fer the rest of the stream." The chat fills up with 'awe, why's. A tiny duck four legged goose on the side of the screen lit up; its wings raised up and beak open wide.
"Why- Why- Mr. Chaotic Nebula sir. How can we commit crrrriiiimesss without your light to guide?" A text-to-speech voice seemed to eminate from the goose before it returned to its idle stance with a knife in its mouth.
"You guys commit crime even without my guidance, ya little hellians, you'll live." He shakes his head with that stupid fucking grin. She hated when he wore it but after that nightmare it was.. comforting to see; like part of -him- was living on in someone else. "I have a friend with m-" he pauses asking to use her name, she shrugs. It wasn't like it was her real anyways. "Styx. They-"
"You can use she.." she stated quietly
"You betcha. She's joining us for a bit." He explains. The chat goes wild after actually hearing her speak. It was mostly welcom to the channel sort of messages but a decent bit were asking if she was a sound board or paid to be there.
Although it didn't show on her face, she found it entertaining how the chat teases and messes with Kyran. They'd send in stories of the silly things he'd messed up on during streams while he played some online shooter game. His face was about as red as his hair. He threatened to take away chat but it was a bluff and they called him on it. Eventually he passes the controller to Styx. He lets her play a few rounds while he tells chat about the trip he's on with his brother and Atticus. He was surprised by Styx's skill, he didn't think she was going to be noob but he didn't expect her to handle game as well as he did either. The only difference was she was trying and he's usually just messing around at that level of effort.
A soft smile graces his face when he looks over and finds Styx sound asleep. 'Must have fallen asleep mid round.' He thought as he ended the stream. 'It's about time I head to bed too.' Kyran picks up Styx with some struggle and moves her back to the couch. 'Hard to sleep when you're lonely, isn't it..?' He thought heading back to his room and promptly passing out on his bed.
It'd only been maybe an hour's worth of searching but it felt like ten as far as Galieo was concerned.
"What if she lived in the woods. I doubt we'll find her"
"Atticus don't even joke like that."
"I wasn't, but whatever helps you sleep at night" the blonde shrugs. Both boys' attention are caught by the excited barks from Sweetpea and the shriek that followed. Running over the find the young woman half way up a rope that led to a tree house.
"Go. The FuCk. Away!"
"Can you hear us out for a second?"
"If it gets you to go back to that wretched house then yes." Her voice was a bit rugged both from anger and sickness.
"Let me put it this way dear: you still looked sweaty as hell when we got back, looked wondered after throwing a can, not to mention you look like yer two seconds from dropping off that rope ther-." He brings his hands up like a closed book, "to sum up, and excuse my language.." he opens his hands "you look like shit"
"Did you come all the way out here to tell me? I'm not afraid to punch you pretty boy, guard -dogs- or not"
"N-no, no. Of course not I-"
"Fuck this. I'm going up" the young women starts climbing up th erope.
"Wait just! -ugh.." Galieo sighs, "please let us help you. I don't know what yer house situation is like-"
"You're looking at it dumbass"
"Oh good heavens... *clears his throat* BuT none of us really feel comfortable about leaving a sick person to fend for themself in the middle of the woods." After Galieo finishes Atticus shrugs, Galieo elbows him for this. Styx sighs,
"Whatever. You guys owe me anyways." She states as she resumes her climb up the rope."
"Right- wait es-scu-zy?"
"You're not suppose to have pets, it's like the second thing in the listing. So when you leave i gotta make it look like that horse-sized pup was never there."
"Does that mean you'll come back?"
"Did you rub your last to braincells to come with that answer? ..yes. Just let me grab some stuff." She pauses at the top and peaks her head over the railing. "You all know how fucking creepy this all sounds right?" She leave before either boy can Asner to let them simmer in the thought.
Galieo sighs, his shoulders slumping down, "Y-yeah... I know." Ten minutes of twiddling thumbs later *plop* the sudden drop of a duffle bag made the poor man yelp and Styx snicker. As if karma was listening she started coughing and nearly fell off the rope. "Please be careful." The worried man sighs.
"It's going to take more than a fall to kill me, sunshine." Styx states sharing an eye roll with Atticus when Galieo does a bashful look-away.
'He gets that way with any nickname' Atticus signs with another eye roll.
'One of those people.. Bet he mixes up insults with compliments. H-i-m-b-o?' She signs and snickers when the blonde nods in agreement.
"Secrets don't make friend, you two!" The 'Himbo' pouts only to recieve more eye rolls.
"Seems like it's making friends just fine right now." This comments manages to crack a chuckle from Atticus.
"Yeah well..." Galieo huffs, "you keep rolling your eyes they're gonna get stuck in yer head."
The rest of the walk ended up being pretty quiet. This didn't bother Styx or Atticus but was practically killing Galieo.
"There you guys are. I was worried you'd gotten yourselves lost." Kyran greets the group only to recieve sighs and silence. The red head clears his throat, "well, lunch is ready!" He retracts back into the kitchen. He pours everyone a bowl of the soup. The group makes their way to the table and the boys each take a seat. The three of them give Styx a weird look.
"You know you can take a seat, right, hun?" Galieo spoke in a soft voice trying not to offend her.
"Don't call me hun."
"Habit, sorry. I don't rightly think we caught your name?"
"Cause I didn't throw it." She says then clicks her tounge. After expectant silences from the boys she huffs, "you may call me Styx."
"-Kay, well you can take a seat Styx, I promise we don't bite." Galieo pauses, "well- I can't guarantee Kyran won't, living embodiment of gremlins."
"Hey-... actually, you right." Kyran grins and sits at the head of the table.
"Damn right I'm right!" His brother huffs. It was once all three boys were seated that Styx took her seat. All three of them notices this and the fact that she didn't start eating till all three of them has taken a bite. Despite the confused and concerned glances they shared with one other, not one of them asked about it.
Unfortunately lunch and later dinner ended up being pretty awkward. Any attempt to make conversation with Styx was either shut down or met with silence. Even so, when everyone was finished with their food Styx took up their dishes and washed them all. Galieo attempted to offer to take over but quickly shot down and shooed out of the kitchen.
"You still sure about asking her to come on the trip with us? You realize how weird and insane that is right?" Galieo asks in a hushed voice. An amused grin stretches across Kyran's face as light seems to dance in his eyes.
"Yeah dude. If she says no then 'oh well her loss' but I'm telling you she's not gonna say no. I can feel it in my bones, this is so meant to happen"
"You're scary sometimes Kyri, you know that? And bat-shit crazy too"
Even when she was no longer sick she found herself wanting to hang out with the boys. So, Styx ened up staying with the boys for the rest of their slotted time at the house.
'Guess it wasn't a delirious thought from my cold afterall... whatever they're leaving and I'm not going to ever see them again.' She glares at the floor, 'good riddance, fucking tourists...' she didn't mean that. The boys would definitely be up soon, so she made her way to the kitchen and got to work. Soon enough the smell of pancakes and strawberries permeated through the air. It beckons forth a freshly awoken Kyran; the young man practically bounds into the kitchen.
"What'cha doin'?" He asks and she doesn't have to look back to see he's wearing that stupid grin on his face. She doesn't answer his question. The redhead sighs, "That's fine you'll come around one of these. Or! Or, or, orrr~ I'll learn sign and we can talk that way. Just something other than one for yes and two for no. Mark my words streaming buddy it will happen"
"Im not your steaming buddy"
"Oh yeah?" He raises a brow and a corner of his lips tugs into a smirk, "who's room have you been crawling to when you can't sleep?"
"..."
"Uh huh, this guy's." He points to himself using both of his thumbs. "Besides you said yer not my 'streaming' buddy. SoOOo~ that totally makes me yer buddy! Yeah?" He argues just to mess with her to which she glares at.
"Sit. Eat." Styx huffs slidding a plate of pancakes to the annoying cretin. Kyran takes one last look over the kitchen and spots the active waffle maker.
He gasps, "yer makin' waffles cause you remembered Atticus's preference, aren'cha?" He ducks avoiding a fork she threw his way. The young man chuckles and picks up the fork.
"...mornin'," Galieo mumbles, rubbing his eye as he enters the kitchen. Styx passes the second plate of pancakes to Galieo whom les a thank you. Following in his footsteps is the previously mentioned blonde.
'Just a second' she signs to the clearly not awake Atticus. Shortly after, the plates waffles were ready for the both of them.
The two waffle lovers make their way to the table. Both Kyran and Galieo had decorated their pancakes with syrup and freshly cut strawberries. Once Atticus had done the same with his waffles Styx put her toppings on. She personally had a preference for peanut butter with chocolate chips and syrup.
"Peanut butter?" Kyran asks a bit surprised by Styx's choice. She glares at him
"He's not makin' fun of you hun. We jus think it's interesting cause we haven't seen anyone do that" Galieo quickly clarifies.
"It's just how I enjoy my waffles... and what did I say about calling me 'hun'?"
"Right sorry" and the table falls silent as the group consumes their meal.
"Oh! Kyran you packed you bags last night right?"
*CLATTER* Styx drops her for om her plate upon hearing Galieo's question.
"Nope!" Kyran answers confidently as Styx clears her throat and gets up with her plate. A look of confusion captures Galieo's face,
"Is somethin' the matter?" But Styx only shook her head. Kyran wanting to rock the boat says,
"of course there is! It's been what, a week and a half? Two weeks? m'not good with dates she's grown attached."
"Shut up..." she mutters trying to ignore him and the twang of pain that struck her heart. The red head stands and leans his palms firmly against the table.
"I'll take ~wild~ guess and say that you don't get get friends all that often"
"Kyran!" Galieo chides but hasn't moved from his seat. Styx doesn't dare show her face.
"Not done!" He proclaims, "hell, I'd say you don't get many people that are nice to you. Not in this town; as friendly as it is. So it's been nice having a group of people care for you, hasn't it, let alone just one person caring"
"Would you just shut up!?" She starts to raise her voice and grips her plate tightly to hide the shake in her hands. "You have no idea what you're talking about" that's when he knew he had her.
"You don't want use to go!" He hits the table excitedly although to the rest in the room it came off as aggressive. The plate in her hands drops to the floor as Kyran speaks his next line, "And frankly we don't want to go either, not with out you." The dish is in pieces on the floor when she spins around. It was evident to anyone who looked long enough that she was fighting back tears. Tears she definitely didn't want to shed over some.. some strangers that just swooped into her life out of nowhere.
"I don't giVE A DA-" just then his last sentence registers, "wha- wait what?"
Kyran walks around the table and, in other's opinions, boldly walks up to her. He takes her shaking hands into his while beaming that stupid grin, his grin.
"We want you to join our roadtrip." He rephrases.
"I..."
"That's what I thought. You said you don't have anything till your employer's charity ball right? It's some ways out and along our route so what do you have to loose? Hm?" He frees her hands and boops her nose casually. This seems to pull her from her speechless state.
"First of all! Fuck you. Don't put someone on blast like that, asshole. Second... ugh god" she sighs and starts heading for the front door.
"Where ya goOoin'~?" A mischievous smirk replaces his grin.
"To pack a fucking bag. Galieo said he wanted to be out of here by two didn't he?" She huffs, "that glass better be picked up by time I get back, it'll be your fault Kyran if the pup eats any of that."
"Yes ma'am" Kyran beams a smile as she slams the door on her way out.
After a minute of her being gone Kyran finally lets go of his breath. He nearly fell to the floor as he recomposed himself.
"Holy Shit!!! That actually worked!" He celebrates in an exasperated voice and wheesy unsure laughs.
"Hey Kiry?" Galieo hums, "what fudge was that!?"
"Insane luck" Atticus chuckles.
"That is exactly right my friend. Wow! I really thought she was gonna start swinging at me. Do I get say I've stared death in the face?" His laughs still breathless and weary as he sweeps up the glass.
"Okay but don't you think you could have been a little nicer? Plus how'd y'know some of that info, or.. were you just poking buttons for fun?" Although curious there were hints disappointment weaver into his tone.
"Everything I said was true but i ended up getting pretty much all of it from observin' her behavior. Honestly what I stated isn't that hard to see, she's pretty obvious about that." Kyran shrugs, " her actions say way more than her words. Think about how she sits and starts eating after the rest of us. She's probably been taught that she's inferior than most if not all people. Therefore her wants and needs come last, if at all. Which we can see im her pulling away from help when she was sick and how she walks."
"Im sorry- the way she walks? Kiry-"
"Shoulders back, it's proper. But if you pay attention there's also the chest out and the clenched hands. She tries to appear bigger and stronger than she looks. Of course she doesn't have to prove that to us. Not after the first night"
"I-.. and the sched..ule?" Galieo asks wearily
"Oh" he puts the glass into the trash, "also luck. The chat was talking about their crazy work stories or hours. She eventually piped up with hers. Did you know they only invite her to that ball to have her help clean up at the end"
"Oh gods.. no, I didn't. Styx won't talk about work or family. Honestly I didn't think she talked to you at all." Galieo frowns pulling a half-hearted chuckle from Kyran.
"She doesn't, not directly unless she has to anyways." He explains
"Do you know why?"
"Nope."
"Oh..."
"But she takes some comfort in me, so maybe I remind her of someone." Kyran shrugs
"Regardless, we've talked about your habit of psychoanalizing people. Cut it out"
The conversation fizzles out after that and the boys work on cleaning breakfast up. When Styx returns Galieo approaches her with Atticus.
"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Styx narrows her eyes at the curly brown-haired man.
"I better not have dragged my shit here just to get kicked out," she sighs her tone changing from irritated to begrudging, "if you don't want to me to go just say it."
"No! N-no, no I just-" Atticus stops Galieo's fumbling by placing his hand on the worried man's shoulder briefly.
'He just wants you to be sure. You coming along was Kyran's idea from the first night we met you. We thought he was crazy as shit for it. So we get it if you don't feel like going.' Atticus signs with a somewhat reassuring face.
"He is crazy it. Who the fuck watches some person fight possibly the strongest person of their group and goes 'that one bro. We gotta befriend that one'." Styx huffs, "..still. I can't say that the three of you haven't made a... preferable impression on me. So. Yes, I want to go." A sense of relief seems to wash over the boys. "But if he calls me out like that again, I won't hesitate to punch him" Atticus smiles approvingly at this comment, "it's creepy as shit they way he pinpoints things like that." She and Galieo share a shudder,
"I know what you mean.."
Once everything was packed and cleaned til it shined group gathered outside.
"Okay how do we want to to do seating?" Galieo inquires.
"Actually I have a ride" she leads the boys over to a locked and sectioned off part of the garage. Sitting in it without a spec of dust was a motorcycle. A whistle of appreciation leaves Kyran's lips.
'How often do you take her out?' Atticus signs
"Every other weekend or if I'm just feeling the world." She answers
'We'll test today how far you can go. A long drive around the city or town is one thing but this is a long trip.' Although he normally wears a serious face something was different about this. So Styx begrudgingly agrees and promises. With that the three boys exchange numbers with her and her with them before heading off.
"This is gonna be a wild trip." Kyran says with a large grin on his face.
Sweetpea sniffs around the ground and points at hedge. Before Styx has a chance to flee Atticus shoots his arm through the sticks gripping the "intruder's" arm.
'Fuck! Does this dude rock climb for a living!?' Styx questions, 'maybe he's blacksmith. Either way his grip is deadly..' that being said she leans into the pull and socks her shoulder into the blonde's armpit. With swift movements she slides her inside leg in front of his and pull the man over her shoulder.
"Nicht Ziel!" Atticus commands then groans. The great dane skids to a stop and barks encouragingly from the sidelines. Seconds later he pulls Styx down by his arm and brings up his knee to meet her forehead. The redhead stumbles back a few steps holding her head. He takes advantage of this moment to spin around on his back and rise to his feet.
'Something's not right...' the realization hit Atticus as he blocks the young womans punches and kicks. Although, strong and clear that she was trying to out some form behind each strike, it was... sloppy. Like she couldn't think clearly about the moves she was wanting to make. Give that the only thing moving her at the moment is pure adrenaline this makes sense. After finally seeing an opening Atticus pulls her into a head lock and lets her run out the last of her steam.
"Holy shit! Is he actually out if breath?" Kyran blurts after he and Galieo finally make it out back.
"Oh my heavens. Put her down you brute!"
"Brute!? Dude read the room she's the one who ran him ragged. Speaking by of which, where the fuck did she come from?" Atticus shrugs finally putting input in the conversation. The girl passes out and the blonde readjusts her in his arms.
"The chick with death glare? Huh weird. What's she doing out here? She looks sick."
"She does. Atticus bring her in, Kyran start making dinner if she wakes she'll need something easy to eat. I'll get her something to wear." Galieo takes charge.
The boys do as they're told and Galieo gets the girl changed into dry clothing.
'I hope she forgives me for that... wet clothing won't help her recover,' the anxious man thought. He'd taken off her wig and undoes her hair.
"Such pretty hair it's a shame she hides it. Like a raven or obsidian." he sighs. Mentally he fought the urge to play with her hair.
"You're got to be joking. How did she manage to fit alll of that.." Kyran circles his hand towards the hair, "into the wig?" He leans over the couch twirling a few strands between his fingers with curiosity.
"Wig cap and-" Galeio slaps his brother's hand away from the hair, "what looked like years and years of practice. If you look long enough you can see some bits that are relaxed to their natural state. It may seem wavy but she was definitely born with straight hair."
After having a homemade meal from Kyran the boys decided to discuss the girl.
"Okay so this chick gave Galieo the death glare after he basically ran over her-"
"It was an accident and your fault!"
"Semantics. Then she shows up at the cabin we're renting for the week and tries to beat the shit out of Atticus..."
"..."
"Sounds like fun. We should ask her to join the trip!" Kyran confidently suggests only to be met with an astonished look from his brother and the usual no change in expression from Atticus.
"Kyran, did you loose a screw during our hikes?" Galieo asks as Atticus shrugs. "You can't seriously be agreeing with him Atti!?"
"Don't call me that." Thr Blonde snaps bitterly making the curly haired man jump in his seat.
"Y-yes sir!" The obedient reply made Atticus roll his eyes. Kyran snickers as his brother clears his throat. "Fine. All I meant was that we don't know her and she doesn't know us. Who in their right mind would go on a cross country trip with three guys they don't know." Galieo explains. Kyran rises from his seat with a cocky grin and leans into his hands on the table.
"Match point bitch. This conversation is so over."
"Language. And Oh? What makes you say that?"
"Do I really need to mention your first night meeting Ma-"
"ZIP IT, LOCK IT, AND MELT THAT KEY"
"Shhh, you're gonna wake her~" the red head chuckles, "besides it's why you've been blaming yourself for not noticing when we first bumped into her right? You've been checking up on her every five minutes. She's going to be fine, ain't that right Atticus." The blonde nods agreeingly.
"..."
"Then it's settled, we'll try to convince her to go. We've done weirder and crazier thing anyways. Oh and Leo?"
"Huh?"
"Dont loose sleep over it. We can help her now and that's what matters."
Periodically through the either Galieo or Kyran would check up on the young woman and change out the hand towel on her head. Poor thing didn't walk till some time after noon.
"Oh, it lives." Kyran comments as he happened to be passing by the couch when Styx rose to her feet. She raised her fists defensively and stepped backwards
"Who-" her attempted interrogation is interrupted by a yelp. She'd accidentally stepped on the dog's tail. Even so Sweetpea no offense and tried to get closer to recieve pets. Still unsure of the pup's intentions she backs up the other way and bumps into Kyran.
"Still here.." he smirks. "Don't like her much either," his eyes landing on Sweetpea. "Stole my macaroons I worked so hard on. With the humidity we had? It was a miracle they came out that good." The freckled face man scrunched his nose in discontent at the memory. He sighs, "anyways, want an ice pop?" He asks lightly shaking an unopened purple popsicle.
"Who the fuck are you? Wh-" Styx looks down at the clothing that was far bigger than she was, "who's are these, why.."
"I'll take that as a no.. Oh! Maybe you just don't like grape." He hums as he glides over and searches through the freezer.
"Hey! Don't ignore me Asshole."
"Ah! There it is," Kyran slides back over the wood floor. Since his socks didn't have grips he nearly fell, nearly. He clears his throat and holds out an orange and white popsicle.
His attitude, stupid fucking grin, his.. energy? Everything about it was familiar. Styx wasn't sure why something about his presence was comforting? 'This is weird..' being so confused she wasn't sure she could bring herself to speak. It was uncomfortable to not have the feeling like she needed to keep her guard up around someone especially someone she didn't know.
"Hey space cadet, hellooo~" he lightly shakes the popsicle, "you want it or not? You can't really being saying no to a orange dreamsicle freezie, that'd be a crime." An amuzed grin stretches across Kyran face as Styx rolls her eyes and snatches the popsicle. "So short stuff got a name er- something?"
*WHACK* "Fuck!" Kyran coughs and wipes a tear as he tries to catch his breath.
"Call me that again and you'll lose more than your breath... -What are you laughing at!?"
It hurt but he couldn't help it, "strength and venom, damn. No wonder Atti was out of breath last night. Even with the hunk of muscle that he is." There it was again, that warmth, that... comfort. She huffs and chomps down on her popsicle; which proved to be a mistake. She holds her cheek, her teeth in pain. He only laughs harder and wipes another tear.
"You mind if I ask some questions?" He finally breaks the silence that had quickly fallen between them while finishing their popsicles. Styx wasn't sure she could, or that she wanted to honestly. The feeling of wanting to let down her guard around him only made him that much more suspicious. "Tell you what, you won't have to talk, just gimme yer hand." Kyran moves over to the couch not feeling like standing for this interaction. "I promise I don't bite you can sit next to me." He jokes and pats the seat beside him. Styx rolls her eyes and sits, "you keep doing that and yer eyes will end up stuck in the back of yer head."
'Yeah. Ha ha.. real funny' Styx shakes head.
"Okay, yes or no questions only. One for yes and two for no, sound good?"
*squeeze*
"Perfect! Are you feeling better than last night?"
*squeeze squeeze*
"That's fine Atticus and Leo ran off to get supplies anyways. So how- Are you the one renting this place out?"
*squeeze squeeze*
"Uh.. then do you help the renters?"
*squeeze*
"Okay that's a relief. So then you have some sort of connection to the is place then." Kyran watches as her eyelids close halfway and the bright blue light seemed to dim from her eyes.
'More than you/I know..' Styx and Kyran thought.
He clears his throat, "ah.." he asks a few more questions regarding her memory of last night. Unfortunately, mentally, she seemed to be anywhere but where but here. "So umm... do you have a favorite color?"
*SQUEEEZE*
"Ow, ow, ow! Okay m'sorry. I get it, yes or no only." THAT! That exact sentence she's heard before. Styx quickly snapped her head over and she could have sworn she saw black hair and identical eyes to hers. "Uh.. there we go again" Kyran mumbles and waves his hand infront of the young woman. "Hello, Helllooo~ earth to space cadet Ginger Snap." The force of being brought back to reality hurt so much she could have cried right then and there. But in front of another living being? Pigs are more likely to fly than that. So instead she just squeezed the red head's hand painfully tight again.
'It's red and green not Black and Blue... he doesn't even share the same stupid face as Him.'
The faintest sound of footsteps on the porch had Styx jumping to her feet once again. As the front door swings open her first raise defensively. Kyran lifts a brow daringly,
"Ready for round two already?" Although he was amused by his own joke, Galieo was no.
"Absolutely not. Are you trying to kill the girl?" The curly haired man protests. Atticus shared the same amused glint in his eyes as Kyran.
"Just cause someone consents to it doesn't mean you should fight them." Galieo chided catching the look in his peripheral vision.
'I'd go easy on her' the blonde man signs.
"Don't need him to easy on me.." Styx mumbles.
"In your state? Yes you d- wait a sec, you know sign?" The red head interupts himself. Rather than answering she just rolls her eyes.
"There will be no fighting, you hear me?" Galieo huffs.
"Now sit, please." Galieo takes a bag from Atticus and takes Kyran's seat on the couch. "Could you put this under your tounge, please" he passes the young woman a thermometer then continues rummaging through the bag. "I bought some soup, ca-" before he could finish saying the name of the brand Styx chucks the can away; accidentally hitting Atticus. To everyone's surprise he doesn't react. "Now what on earth was that for?"
'It's too weird. They're too nice. Why the fuck are they being nice? I haven't given them a reason to be.' She thought starting to panick from the kindness they've shared so far.
"I don't need help getting better. I'm fine" she lied and coughs. The young woman snatches up her wig and stands. "Besides all efforts would have been lost if I ate that disgusting brand." Styx marches over to the front door which Sweetpea blocked. "Move" she growls at the dog who drops her ears down. Tail between her legs the sweet pup gets up and moves; brushing up again Styx's hand. The young woman flinched at the sentiment. With a huff and a slam she's put the door running through the forrest.
"Well I -thought- it was going well..." kyran sighed. "Opp, I know that look. What's yer orders cap-y-tan."
"Kyran start cooking a soup for when we come back. Atticus with me, bring Sweetpea. We're gonna look for her, she didn't look like she was headed for the main road."
"Aye aye!"
"If she says no we'll leave her along for good. But.. she's sick and I'd feel terrible if she got lost while she's out there..."
