07-18-2017, 01:35 PM
Oh, good, he liked Amie. Most excellent. Kali beamed at him and bumped her shoulder against his, walking alongside him into Ischia to give him a tour. “I don’t know how I did the scales. I was thinking about what it’d feel like, to have scales instead of hair. Wondering if it’d feel more sensitive because no hair, or if it’d feel kinda like wearing little plates of Dad’s metal around maybe, but it doesn’t feel like metal at all, does it? And then there they were! I did it with Khari’s wings earlier today too, just was thinking about wings and wondering if they felt like he said they felt, and then there they were, wings on my back like they’d always been there, but--”
As she talked, and got distracted from the feel of the scales, they faded back into her normal hair, and she paused, looking down at herself. “Aww, crab shells. It didn’t last very long then either. I was gonna go show Khari, but I was all the way at the top of the island, and by the time I got back down, well, the same thing happened, just shoop, gone-zo. Hey, you’re the first person I got to show, or tell even! That’s cool, huh? It’s like we’ve got a secret, except I mean I’m going to tell people, so it’s a very short secret.”
Kali tilted her head, jumping back to other parts of their conversation as they walked. “I don’t know if I’m good at being disliked. I don’t think I’ve ever tried it. But Dad says that anybody who doesn’t like you for who you are...hmm, how’d he put that? Is missing out on somebody pretty great, and that’s their loss. It still doesn’t sound nice though, so I think I’m in no hurry to find out.”
She smiled up at Amet as she rambled, a gift she’d very much inherited from her father. “And yeah, I’ve got two other siblings. Dad had a baby before he met mom, and she comes to visit sometimes. She’s pretty, but she’s green instead of lavender. No purple at all even, can you imagine? Dad says she’s for sure his though, and that just ‘cause she didn’t get his lavender doesn’t mean she didn’t get a whole lot of him. Makes up for it in sass. I haven’t seen her much though, she was grown before I was born.
“And then Dad found Baddie and brought him home, and he even has some purple on him, on his wings and actually all the same places I do! His hair, his ears, around his eyes, his mouth, his legs. But he’s not Dad’s, except I mean he is now, we adopted him, all of us as a family, the day I was born even. He got lost, and we still haven’t heard a peep from his birth family. So we kept him, and he’s grown up with me, just a little bit older. But what’s a couple of weeks really, after the first few months? We’re more than a year old now and you couldn’t tell by looking that he’s not my twin like Khari and Kylie are.”
Okay, so it was more of a walk and listen to her talk than a guided tour, per se. With as much time as she’d spent with her dad, it was hard not to pick up on some of his habits. “And of course there’s Reilly, who’s...well, kind of like an uncle or a second dad I guess. He loves Mom, not that I’m supposed to know that I think, but it’s pretty obvious when he’s with her. He practically doesn’t take his eyes off her, and he has this look when she’s not looking, like all he wants to do is wrap himself around her and hold her close forever, and chase all her hurt away. With his lips especially, I’m pretty sure he would kiss her all the time if she’d look at him the same way just once. I wish she would. Kissing’s nice, and her heart is so sad sometimes. It’s hard to be sad when somebody’s kissing you though.”
Kali paused, faltering in her endless stream of chatter for a moment when her mind caught up with her mouth and she realize what she’d said. “Uh. I’d imagine, anyhow,” she added, trying to cover her slip-up. Secrets were secret, not for blurting out to everybody. Probably he wouldn’t notice, though. Yeah. She was sneaky enough fixing it, and she could just keep talking anyhow like Dad did sometimes when he wanted to change the subject. “Hey look, over there, the parrots!” Distract, distract, distract. “And what about you? What’s your family like?”
As she talked, and got distracted from the feel of the scales, they faded back into her normal hair, and she paused, looking down at herself. “Aww, crab shells. It didn’t last very long then either. I was gonna go show Khari, but I was all the way at the top of the island, and by the time I got back down, well, the same thing happened, just shoop, gone-zo. Hey, you’re the first person I got to show, or tell even! That’s cool, huh? It’s like we’ve got a secret, except I mean I’m going to tell people, so it’s a very short secret.”
Kali tilted her head, jumping back to other parts of their conversation as they walked. “I don’t know if I’m good at being disliked. I don’t think I’ve ever tried it. But Dad says that anybody who doesn’t like you for who you are...hmm, how’d he put that? Is missing out on somebody pretty great, and that’s their loss. It still doesn’t sound nice though, so I think I’m in no hurry to find out.”
She smiled up at Amet as she rambled, a gift she’d very much inherited from her father. “And yeah, I’ve got two other siblings. Dad had a baby before he met mom, and she comes to visit sometimes. She’s pretty, but she’s green instead of lavender. No purple at all even, can you imagine? Dad says she’s for sure his though, and that just ‘cause she didn’t get his lavender doesn’t mean she didn’t get a whole lot of him. Makes up for it in sass. I haven’t seen her much though, she was grown before I was born.
“And then Dad found Baddie and brought him home, and he even has some purple on him, on his wings and actually all the same places I do! His hair, his ears, around his eyes, his mouth, his legs. But he’s not Dad’s, except I mean he is now, we adopted him, all of us as a family, the day I was born even. He got lost, and we still haven’t heard a peep from his birth family. So we kept him, and he’s grown up with me, just a little bit older. But what’s a couple of weeks really, after the first few months? We’re more than a year old now and you couldn’t tell by looking that he’s not my twin like Khari and Kylie are.”
Okay, so it was more of a walk and listen to her talk than a guided tour, per se. With as much time as she’d spent with her dad, it was hard not to pick up on some of his habits. “And of course there’s Reilly, who’s...well, kind of like an uncle or a second dad I guess. He loves Mom, not that I’m supposed to know that I think, but it’s pretty obvious when he’s with her. He practically doesn’t take his eyes off her, and he has this look when she’s not looking, like all he wants to do is wrap himself around her and hold her close forever, and chase all her hurt away. With his lips especially, I’m pretty sure he would kiss her all the time if she’d look at him the same way just once. I wish she would. Kissing’s nice, and her heart is so sad sometimes. It’s hard to be sad when somebody’s kissing you though.”
Kali paused, faltering in her endless stream of chatter for a moment when her mind caught up with her mouth and she realize what she’d said. “Uh. I’d imagine, anyhow,” she added, trying to cover her slip-up. Secrets were secret, not for blurting out to everybody. Probably he wouldn’t notice, though. Yeah. She was sneaky enough fixing it, and she could just keep talking anyhow like Dad did sometimes when he wanted to change the subject. “Hey look, over there, the parrots!” Distract, distract, distract. “And what about you? What’s your family like?”
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