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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 17, 2016 15:57:27 GMT
"Who knows, Isaac, who knows..." Alicia answered to pretty much all his points. What could she say? Oh well, that nuisance was out of the way for good this time at least. That was something worth noting. And it was a good thing the little shrimp had left without much complaint. A mental inventory of what she had told her she didn't have everything she needed to make her best dish, which is what she would've wanted to make had it come down to a cook off.
A smile came to Alicia's lips as Elliot was already on call, helping her out when the clean up came around. "Thanks Elliot..." she mused softly, figuring that if the boy was so prompt with assisting, she wasn't going to get anywhere telling him he didn't have to. "And yeah, its just me here most of the time so when I cook its usually just for myself." It really was nice to have people over for once and to have her cooking appreciated by someone other then herself. She couldn't quite place why though.
Thoughts of that were chased away as she looked over to her little helper and winced. The poor boy had the look of a man twenty years his senior right now and it was breaking Alicia's heart to see someone so young be troubled so much. Setting one of the dishes down in the sink, she turned to him, kneeled a bit, and just hugged him tight. "Oh Elliot..." she muttered, sighing. "Why don't you go take a seat and rest a bit? You've done so much to help me already..." He truly had, with his help it was just a matter of a minute or so for her to finish the rest of the cleaning up already. She could spend some time worrying about him and still finish early.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 17, 2016 16:36:41 GMT
The hug caught Elliot completely off guard. His eyes widened in surprise as he realized the sudden gesture, and he found himself fumbling with the dish that he was already cleaning in order avoid dropping it. After a few seconds of worry he managed to catch the dish, sighing in relief as he gingerly set it on the counter. After all, he'd feel awful if he broke one of Alicia's good plates. Only then did he allow himself to melt into the hug, clinging to her tightly while trying to keep up the appearance of strength. Occasionally his shouldere seized, as if he was about to let out his every emotion, but tjese were worries he had to keep in check. "Thank you, Alicia," he managed, his voice every bit as frail as he was.
He couldn't tell her why these worries lurked, though. Not when she already had so much on her own plate. She had work, a family, a quest. Why throw something she could never do anything about onto the pile? It'd just give her undue stress, and he'd feel awful about himself for it. "You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine. Besides, I really like helping you," he assured. It would likely be more effective of his own heart was on it, though. As is, while his voice was genuine, it was also hesitant and the slightest bit pained. His sentence seemed to trail off instead of ending decisively, and the "I'm fine" came only after a few crucial seconds of hesitance. Elliot could only hope his words would say what his tone refused to, and that he wouldn't be a burden on someone he increasingly came to recognize as his big sister.
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 17, 2016 18:14:32 GMT
Alicia couldn't help but sigh and smile at Elliot at his response. Typical guy answer when a girl's showing some concern for him, huh? "Heh... you and Isaac, Jeremy and Morgan... I swear all four of you are real knuckleheads. What's a girl to do?" With everything all set down, Alicia shifted and suddenly lifted Elliot up into her arms, carrying the boy over to the living room couch. Man, being a mechanic sure made her stronger then the average person. "I insist, take a break and relax for a bit. After all, isn't it the older sibling's job to look out for the little ones?"
Flashing a reassuring smile as she basically set Elliot down on the couch, Alicia chuckled softly and went to finish the cleaning. She was quick about it, even if Elliot had rushed to rejoin her, by the time he showed up she would be putting away the last plate and everything else would be in order once more. "There we go, good as new..." the Steel Spirit User mused with a smirk.
She then turned back, humming. "So then... I think you two need to get home soon, right? Want to walk back together or am I see you off here?" It really was getting late, what with everything that had happened. Given how young they were Alicia was certain they were on some kind of curfew. It was a pity though, she enjoyed her time with them. Especially since for once at the end they were doing something that was just rather mundane, a simple meal together.
It kind of made her realize once more just how odd her life had become ever since she got her D-Scanner.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 17, 2016 19:19:53 GMT
Elliot flailed as he was carried away from his work station and forcibly brought to the couch. He pouted slightly as he was put down, so close to finishing his job and everything. "No fair! You're bigger than me," he protested. Still, there was a levity to his tone that at least helped push some of his worries into the back of his mind. He was still bummed about his anxieties, but being goofily carried away like that made the situation silly enough to help him move past them. "And I'm not a knucklehead! I just don't want to make you worry or anything," he clarified. Between the leg, his smallness, and his youth, sometimes he found himself kind of worried that he'd just be holding everyone back. Isaac was way nore suited for the big hero business than he was, really. But he still wanted to try! He still wanted to help! At least until he finally got to go home, sleep, and bring his life back to some degree of normal.
"It's pretty dark, but we know the way. Of course, if you want to come along we've got no complaints," Isaac responded. Some of Elliot's statements were a bit worrying, and he'd want to have a talk with him about that later. However, he also didn't want to necessarily bring it up just yet. Especially with Alicia here. The group would be way safer and more comfortable walking home if Alicia was with them, but instead they would be able to get a lot more important talking done if they were alone. Really, at this point the ball had to be in Alicia's court. If she was too tired to join them on the way back, their decision would become a total no-brainer. At the same time, Isaac got the feeling if she was insistent, there would be no way of dissuading her.
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 17, 2016 20:30:03 GMT
Well, who was she to leave a pair of young boys all alone in the dark? Sure its not like they were in a bad part of the world, but she did get attacked one day. That was enough reason to keep an eye on the lovable duo as far as she was concerned. "I'll go with you. You never know who is hanging around at night. I got a taste of what carelessness can cause, after all..." Ah right, she did relate a bit about how she got her scar earlier.
Thankfully the young woman was already set to go, merely needing to get up and head to the door, waiting for the two brothers to join her. She could tell that they wanted to get some talking done, but if they really couldn't bring it up around her they'd have time at home or else where. She didn't hover over them 24/7 after all. And still, she couldn't help but realize just how much in common the two had with her real brothers.
'Stubborn as a mule', as the saying went. And it certainly fit here from what she'd seen. All five of them weren't willing to budge an inch on their respective issues. The only way to get anything done was to literally force the matter like she did with Elliot. Oh well, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 17, 2016 20:49:23 GMT
She had a good point. It'd be an even better point if she knew that they were currently living at the wrong side of the tracks, so to speak. There was a reason why the brothers sprinted rather than walked when they went back from the Trailmon Terminal, and why they preferred to leave home at the crack of dawn instead of when darkness set in. In a way, they'd hoped she wouldn't ask too many questions when she saw they were heading toward Greater Shibuya instead of further down Western Shibuya. As they crossed the borders between two regions, they tried to hasten their paste in hopes of getting past any troublesome characters quickly.
The air was quite cold and crisp, Elliot zipping his jacket up a little tighter to make sure he didn't get a chill. The shadows seemed almost jarringly steep in the moonlight, stretching forward as if reaching out at the group. The streets were dead quiet, barring the occasional barking dog or car tearing down the pavement. If it wasn't for the ominous setting, it would actually be kind of a peaceful day.
"What made you pick us?" Elliot's question came right out of the blue, but it was clearly one weighing on Elliot's mind ever since his delayed reaction during dinner. As much as he appreciated and cared for Alicia, it felt so out of the blue to him. They only really knew each other for a short period of time, and they'd be leaving to go back to California soon. Did they really make that much of an impact in that quick of a time? It made him feel great to hear, but also made him feel almost guilty about leaving. He really wanted to go home, but he also didn't want to leave these amazing people behind.
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 18, 2016 1:51:09 GMT
It didn't take long for Alicia to realize how good of an idea it was for her to stick with the brothers on the way home. In fact, it took about as long as realizing what direction they were heading towards. She decided not to comment on it though, it simply wasn't worth bugging the poor kids with where their parents went. All she cared about was the fact that she had the foresight to come along with them, just in case.
Sure, they were hardly defenseless, but that required them actually being willing to reveal their digimon forms. At the very least she could swing her pack around to bludgeon any unscrupulous folk. Plus three people were less likely to be assaulted then two in the first place.
"Why?" Alicia echoed, tilting her head. "To be honest? It felt right. I kinda just do what I feel like doing some times. Of course, I'll listen if someone says 'no'. Especially if they have a good reason not to that I didn't think of. I admit my brothers have had to bail me out of a bad situation or two before because of it though..." The redhead chuckled nervously at the admission, rubbing the back of her head.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 18, 2016 4:49:44 GMT
The answer made as much sense as any other. Why? Because she could, and wanted to. That seemed to fit Alicia's mode of operation well enough. Elliot knew Isaac's thought process was overall pretty similar. Even he was prone to his own moments of rashness, especially when people important to him were in trouble. He tried to keep everything under control, but really the whole trio seemed prone to following their hearts to the end of the Earth. Maybe that was why the brothers and Alicia were already so close, even in this short amount of time. His initial confusion gave way to this final understanding, a small, peaceful smile spreading across Elliot's face. "Well, I think it's right too!" he said, voice cheery even as it bled into a more sad line of conversation. "I'm really gonna miss you when we're gone."
They were about halfway to Elliot and Isaac's place now. Thankfully, nobody had tried jumping them yet. That had only really happened once, but the neighborhood still made Isaac leery. At least they'd only be here for a few more days. It was the one thing about this trip to Japan that Isaac wasn't going to miss when he left. No offense to their mom's friend, but she didn't exactly pick a winning neighborhood to live in. At least their security system was good, not that they ever needed to use it yet. The bright lights of the wealthier district were giving way to flickering, poorly maintained ones, and the sounds of people congregating became all the louder. It was quite the shift of environment.
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 19, 2016 2:54:11 GMT
Alicia hummed, keeping a look out as the trio went. After all, ambushes could come at any time. Still, she noticed the same similarities that Elliot had between them all. This was the kind of trio that could make legends out of their adventures should they be put in the right places. That can-do attitude had allowed many heroes in fiction overcome impossible odds and come out alright on the other side. Whether it be luck, hope, determination, or all of the above; trying hard enough with the right plan could get anyone anywhere.
"I will too, Elliot" Alicia answered back with a sad smile. "I'll definitely miss both of you..." At least she had her crazy plans of meeting up with the duo again should it ever come to pass, hmm? And she was fulling willing to commit to them to if it came down to it. One way or another this would not be the end. Though Alicia couldn't help but shiver a bit at how eerie this district was at night. She didn't know what it was about flickering lights, but they always set her especially on edge. Hopefully the brothers wouldn't notice it too much...
"Man... sorry you guys got stuck here..." she mentioned in sympathy, sighing.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 19, 2016 3:51:57 GMT
Elliot looked a little worried at Alicia calling out the poor state of their living conditions. Sure, Isaac was always on the lookout for bad guys, and there was always a lot of poorly maintained repairs, and the alleyways seemed to swallow up the darkness. But it couldn't be that bad, right? "It's not all bad," Elliot started, but found himself completely incapable of quantifying and explaining that statement. Why wasn't it so bad? Because Isaac was there, and their mom, and how could anything be all bad if they were there? So long as that was the case, Elliot felt at least marginally more safe than usual.
"Yeah, it's a shame," Isaac answered, figuring he might as well be honest with Alicia. "It's a bit nicer where we're living, but it's still definitely the wrong side of the tracks. And the walk to and from here is always a killer. I just try and make sure we get to Shibuya Station as quick as possible most days." In a way he envied Alicia. Even if her house was modest, it was a lot safer. What he wouldn't give to spend his vacation somewhere so beautiful, instead of somewhere so downtrodden.
They were getting close now, and the sky was turning a blackish blue as evening quickly began to set in. It felt so long ago that they had been sparring with the intensity of heavyweight champions. So much had happened today, in such little time. Frankly, it sent Isaac's head spinning. In a way, he had some regrets about leaving this early. Maybe it was the fact that he had sacrificed so many days like this for so many days spent adventuring. Maybe it was the people he would be leaving behind. Maybe he just plain didn't want to go home. After all, somewhere Terrence was there. And that was a part of his past Isaac never wanted to revisit.
That was the past, though. Isaac hated dwelling on it. Even worries about the future, something always on his mind, had to fall to the wayside. He was going to sit back and enjoy the present for once in his life, damnit!
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 20, 2016 18:32:52 GMT
"I suppose we handle the hands we're dealt with, whether we like it or not." Alicia mused. Seeing the night come out completely now filled her with a sense of wonder. How could it be that one day hectic matches that tested all involved to their limits could happen on the same day that a meal was shared between surrogate family? It was a shocking comparison and really showed just how weird her life had become now. Could anyone really deal with flip flopping back and forth between such extremes and not be at least a little shaken up?
"It's not so much keeping yourself stable in these times." Sol suddenly spoke up, catching Alicia off guard. "The true test in dealing with this kind of situation is to ride out the storm in a way that is beneficial to you, instead of being broken upon the rocks. Stability is an impossibility, so fluidity is your best answer. Straining rigid Steel for long enough will cause any alloy to eventually break, thus Steel is often forged with a minute amount of flexibility in it. Some alloys allow more movement then others, but all do so for the same reason. Allow yourself to be shaken up, lest you be shattered in the future."
"Basically he's using a fancy over complicated explanation to say 'roll with the punches' in case you didn't understand what he was saying." Kisara chimed in, grinning. "Still, spouting speeches at the drop of a hat, eh dear? You never change. Not that I want you too of course. You're speaking's had great effects on those around you way back when after all. Still... try to tone it down a little bit?"
"H-How many times have I told you? I do not spout speeches at the drop of a hat! I merely speak my mind when I feel it is the right time to do so! Those are completely different things!" Apparently Alicia's spirits had gone down this trail before. She couldn't quite suppress the groan as the two started a mini shouting match only she could hear, raising her hands to her head as if to ward off the coming headache.
"Both of you shut up already!" the Steel Spirit user complained. Hopefully Elliot and Isaac would realize she was addressing her spirits.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 20, 2016 18:48:06 GMT
"Yeah, guys, leave Alicia alone," Elliot said, unsure if the spirits could even hear him. "Tease Isaac instead. It's funnier." That earned Elliot a gentle, good natured punch to the arm from his big brother. All the proof Elliot needed, really.
"On the bright side, at least when they project you get some alone time. Sorta," Isaac suggested, figuring he could point out a bit of silver lining to the situation. You know, on top of the "dealing with them makes you hella buff" part of the equation."That's more than I could say about Elliot." Shots fired and shots returned! Now it was Elliot's turn for a good natured brother punch. It made the boys realize that in the grand scheme of things, they hadn't really done much sparring with their powers either. Considering that they were basically predetermined partners, perhaps they could learn a lot by fighting with and against each other. Maybe with a veteran like Alicia presiding, they'd be able to have some really cool matches.
Of course, now their home was looming in the distance. Elliot almost found himself sadly frowning when he saw it. Were they going to have to say goodbye so soon? The boy turned around and gave Alicia a big hug, almost afraid that this goodbye would also be their last. Isaac stood by for a second, then shrugged and joined the group hug as well. Couldn't just leave his surrogate big sis behind without one, right?
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 21, 2016 7:37:31 GMT
The two spirits went quiet as Elliot and Isaac spoke up in response, and Alicia got the distinct feeling they would be looking anywhere but at them if they were currently projected. Getting lost in their own little spat like that was a tad bit embarrassing for ancient warriors.
"Sorry..." The two muttered at the same time, and Alicia shook her head.
"Thanks you two, that shut them up. What am I gonna do to occupy these guys when you go?" The Steel Spirit User wondered, sighing softly. And actually having them projected doesn't help. Ever get that feeling of deja vu when you hear a voice over once and then before it's done talking the clip repeats itself so that the two are playing at the same time? Yeah I get that when I'm near their projected selves and they start talking... ugh..." The really was no silver lining outside of the Digimon forms, was there? Still, with everything that's happened she couldn't say she'd trade having them around for anything. She certainly would never be lonely again, even if the voices were more often just in her head literally.
Getting suddenly hugged by the brothers caught her off guard though, but then she smiled, figuring their house was nearby. "I'm guessing we've got part ways for now here?" She asked rhetorically, returning the big group hug. "We'll make it all work out somehow... I promise..." She whispered quietly to them, smiling as she looked down at them. Alicia gave them as much time as they wanted in the hug, only letting go when they did and stepping back, wanting to make sure they were inside and safe before turning to head home.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 21, 2016 16:01:10 GMT
"Yeah," Isaac said. Was it possible for a sentence to trail off with only one word? If it was somehow possible, that was exactly how Isaac sounded right now. He couldn't think of any other words.
"Thanks, big sis. I know we'll make this work," Elliot whispered back. It almost surprised him to have the words come out of his mouth, but at the same time they just felt right. He didn't want to let go, but it was Isaac who stopped the hug first. As sad as it would be to see the day end, they had to go home now. They've been having too many nights spend completely out of the house, and their mother was finally returning to her old, more suspicious ways. All of this sneaking about and secret adventuring was shaping up to backfire on them in a major way if they didn't start acting a bit more subtle about it.
Once Isaac let go, Elliot did as well, the two heading up the stairs to their front door. They turned around, smiled, and waved, making sure that Alicia would be able to see that they made it safe. Of course, now they would be the ones watching and waiting, making sure that nobody had any ill intentions for Alicia as she left their eyesight. They weren't happy that she would have to walk through this neighborhood all by her lonesome, but if they insisted on going home themselves she would've likely been even more worried than they were. Really, watching as she left to make sure that she would be okay was the least that they could do.
Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 23, 2016 2:21:47 GMT
The Steel Spirit User smiled softly at the brothers words, letting them go to return to their home. Seeing them wave to her, she raised her own hand to wave back. Now that they were literally a step or two away from relative safety, she could be on her way. "See you again soon..." she whispered as she turned and started to walk away. Of course she wasn't expecting the duo to hear her though, she mainly said it as an affirmation to herself. This would not be the last time they met.
The only question was how it would go over one way or another. She'd have time to mull it over on her way home. Hopefully no one would bother her on the way, she really didn't want to have to deal with that.