Post by [[ zhou ]] on Aug 11, 2008 14:06:13 GMT -5
ya hungry?" Zhou's unusually chipper voice sounded in raien's ear. For some unexplainable reason, Zhou was just more... Good around Raien... Not nearly as self centered and anal as he would be in any other situation. He just brought out all the good parts about him. It's a shame no one gets to see it...
Raien mumbled, incoherently. The preparations for today's journey took a lot out of him. Even with a full nine hours, Raien could barely form words. When he finally funneled enough energy into his bold jaw, the words tumbled out his mouth. "You made me breakfast?... That's... Incredibly sweet, Zhou..."
"I'm not completely heartless you know!" Zhou whispered with a laugh. This was true; Zhou was not the soulless obsessive anal retentive bastard he portrayed... A simple (but for some reason, continuous) misunderstanding on everyone's parts. Humans, as a rule, often mistake pride and passion for ego and greed. He didn't like that he comes off this way... But he certainly hasn't done much to change it.
"Do I tell you enough how perfect you are?" Raien was being sincere, as usual, and kissed his love as such.
After an awkward pause on Zhou's end, he said "... You should go... You know, brush your teeth? ... Pleckh" with a sour face, Zhou lovingly pushed the furry face away. "I love you and all, but that's just..."
With a gargantuan stretch, Raien agreed. "I oughta jump in the shower anyway... God, the one and only complaint I have about this job is the dirt... No bathing for three days? I don't know how you do it. "
"Aw, suck it up, Raien. You're supposed to the masculine one in the relationship. A little Dirt never hurt anyone." Zhou flung himself off the bed, and punched raien's arm.
"oow!" there was a small laugh in his whine... Nothing says I love you better than battery and abuse. "If I remember correctly, it was YOU bitched all yesterday afternoon about some dirt in your eyes?"
"Don't you even start with me about yesterday!" he pouted, "you had me worried sick! I thought you were with xaph, and then all the sudden he's in a pile of debris, and you're nowhere to be found..."
"... I was out doing the things you told me told me to! You could have just called me!" raien's arms crossed over his giant chest. He wasn't about to let Zhou play the victim in a victimless situation.
A moment of dumbfound silence made Raien laugh boisterously. He was, of course, right, and Zhou hated it. "stuffit fuzzy!" Zhou shoved Raien out the door, and into their enclosed courtyard.
The two lived on a rather large estate. Abnormally large, for only two people. It was spacious, sophisticated, most of all, secluded. Zhou, who valued many things in live, held privacy and space high in his demands. Raien would have easily settled for a cramped apartment in the city, but certainly enjoyed the affluent life in realty gold. The two designed and commissioned the house to be built after their first successful dig. By successful, I mean, REALY successful ... White photon's fetch quite a pretty fang in, not only the crescent market, but the 7 mile fair.
The 7 mile fair is one of few remaining traditions among the races. Important and famous Traders, collectors, rare hunters, crafters, and artisans from all over the world gather t 3 times a year, seven miles from the last meeting spot. Regulated only by the honor system, people often make sizeable profits, just for being honest. Great times are hard at each meeting, and lifelong friendships are spawned here. Patrons of the fair are often treated with great respect, and are privileged to have their business handled above all others. As archaic as it may seem, the fair may be one of the last venues of peaceful interspecies interaction. Its importance is revered, and its exact whereabouts are treated with utmost secrecy. Any malicious attempts on the sanctity of the fair usually end in death... On the offender's ends, that is...It was rather refreshing to know that something, even in wartime, exceed the boundaries of race, politics, and pride.
Raien ran the water hot in the bath house while Zhou cleaned the kitchen. Zhou had already been up for hours preparing food for the trip. Although the bulk of their menu would be the fish they net, and the fruit they picked, there were two more mouths to feed... It may have seemed a bit drastic, but realized, what the tiny lump of a dragon wouldn't eat, the hungry hungry hobo would take. "I wonder if that pyong thing eats... Hm..." He threw in an extra cup of rice, just in case.
Packed, washed, dressed, and ready to go, the boys grabbed their tools and books, and locked the gate to their precious home.
The walk through crescent was much more pleasant than usual. The streets weren't busy, and the usual disapproval of the public was replaced with friendly smiles and the occasional "good morning!" or things to the effect... They were probably happy that the beast man and the non breeder were leaving for the weekend. Either way, both party's win- Zhou and raien get to go do their jobs and be rich, while the people of crescent can be bitter and hateful as they slowly creep closer to the conclusion of their sheltered lives.
Reaching the gate was an easy task. The two do it nearly every day, so not only was the route memorized, but perfected. They boys cleared security, and waited at the gate for the people they found themselves chaperoning.
(Amazing things you should know about this post: I WROTE IT ON MY PHONE! Gotta love windows mobile~
7 mile fair is actually a real thing. It's more of a year round flea market, but its 4:39 in the morning and I thought "interspecies exchange " sounded more like the sequel to 2girls1cup, than an important tradition.
Anyways... POESTUH~)
Raien mumbled, incoherently. The preparations for today's journey took a lot out of him. Even with a full nine hours, Raien could barely form words. When he finally funneled enough energy into his bold jaw, the words tumbled out his mouth. "You made me breakfast?... That's... Incredibly sweet, Zhou..."
"I'm not completely heartless you know!" Zhou whispered with a laugh. This was true; Zhou was not the soulless obsessive anal retentive bastard he portrayed... A simple (but for some reason, continuous) misunderstanding on everyone's parts. Humans, as a rule, often mistake pride and passion for ego and greed. He didn't like that he comes off this way... But he certainly hasn't done much to change it.
"Do I tell you enough how perfect you are?" Raien was being sincere, as usual, and kissed his love as such.
After an awkward pause on Zhou's end, he said "... You should go... You know, brush your teeth? ... Pleckh" with a sour face, Zhou lovingly pushed the furry face away. "I love you and all, but that's just..."
With a gargantuan stretch, Raien agreed. "I oughta jump in the shower anyway... God, the one and only complaint I have about this job is the dirt... No bathing for three days? I don't know how you do it. "
"Aw, suck it up, Raien. You're supposed to the masculine one in the relationship. A little Dirt never hurt anyone." Zhou flung himself off the bed, and punched raien's arm.
"oow!" there was a small laugh in his whine... Nothing says I love you better than battery and abuse. "If I remember correctly, it was YOU bitched all yesterday afternoon about some dirt in your eyes?"
"Don't you even start with me about yesterday!" he pouted, "you had me worried sick! I thought you were with xaph, and then all the sudden he's in a pile of debris, and you're nowhere to be found..."
"... I was out doing the things you told me told me to! You could have just called me!" raien's arms crossed over his giant chest. He wasn't about to let Zhou play the victim in a victimless situation.
A moment of dumbfound silence made Raien laugh boisterously. He was, of course, right, and Zhou hated it. "stuffit fuzzy!" Zhou shoved Raien out the door, and into their enclosed courtyard.
The two lived on a rather large estate. Abnormally large, for only two people. It was spacious, sophisticated, most of all, secluded. Zhou, who valued many things in live, held privacy and space high in his demands. Raien would have easily settled for a cramped apartment in the city, but certainly enjoyed the affluent life in realty gold. The two designed and commissioned the house to be built after their first successful dig. By successful, I mean, REALY successful ... White photon's fetch quite a pretty fang in, not only the crescent market, but the 7 mile fair.
The 7 mile fair is one of few remaining traditions among the races. Important and famous Traders, collectors, rare hunters, crafters, and artisans from all over the world gather t 3 times a year, seven miles from the last meeting spot. Regulated only by the honor system, people often make sizeable profits, just for being honest. Great times are hard at each meeting, and lifelong friendships are spawned here. Patrons of the fair are often treated with great respect, and are privileged to have their business handled above all others. As archaic as it may seem, the fair may be one of the last venues of peaceful interspecies interaction. Its importance is revered, and its exact whereabouts are treated with utmost secrecy. Any malicious attempts on the sanctity of the fair usually end in death... On the offender's ends, that is...It was rather refreshing to know that something, even in wartime, exceed the boundaries of race, politics, and pride.
Raien ran the water hot in the bath house while Zhou cleaned the kitchen. Zhou had already been up for hours preparing food for the trip. Although the bulk of their menu would be the fish they net, and the fruit they picked, there were two more mouths to feed... It may have seemed a bit drastic, but realized, what the tiny lump of a dragon wouldn't eat, the hungry hungry hobo would take. "I wonder if that pyong thing eats... Hm..." He threw in an extra cup of rice, just in case.
Packed, washed, dressed, and ready to go, the boys grabbed their tools and books, and locked the gate to their precious home.
The walk through crescent was much more pleasant than usual. The streets weren't busy, and the usual disapproval of the public was replaced with friendly smiles and the occasional "good morning!" or things to the effect... They were probably happy that the beast man and the non breeder were leaving for the weekend. Either way, both party's win- Zhou and raien get to go do their jobs and be rich, while the people of crescent can be bitter and hateful as they slowly creep closer to the conclusion of their sheltered lives.
Reaching the gate was an easy task. The two do it nearly every day, so not only was the route memorized, but perfected. They boys cleared security, and waited at the gate for the people they found themselves chaperoning.
(Amazing things you should know about this post: I WROTE IT ON MY PHONE! Gotta love windows mobile~
7 mile fair is actually a real thing. It's more of a year round flea market, but its 4:39 in the morning and I thought "interspecies exchange " sounded more like the sequel to 2girls1cup, than an important tradition.
Anyways... POESTUH~)