Post by pine on Jul 31, 2011 11:01:09 GMT -5
A black garbage bag, packed with discards of various untouched food and paper materials, fell into the tin can recklessly, rattling it a little as the hands that had been hold it, prior to, were now clasping each other in an effort to dust them off. With all the groceries his mom had brought with him taken care of, Nathaniel turn to walk up the drive again back to his house. Shutting the wooden door behind him, he found his mom preparing dinner. The aroma of it caught his nose, begging him to stay and he fought to hide his hunger, seeing as in reaction his stomach was making an attempt to growl, but he had more important things to take care of first. He made an honest effort to bypass her, sliding out of the kitchen he had been dumped straight into and up the stairs.
This did not go unnoticed by her, and without looking behind her, the woman with short, cropped black hair called, "Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes, Nathaniel."
"Not hungry, Ma," he fibbed curtly, darting up the carpeted stairs, avoiding putting his hand on the rail until he made it to the bathroom so that he may sanitize them. Nathaniel, entering the hall for his final trip, rubbed his palms together, pushing the door to his room open with a shoulder and kicking it shut with a kick of the foot. Flicking his hands a little to dry off even more, he walked in on Zurumon once again trying to get up on the lamp, making it teeter unsteadily from side to side, threatening to tip over once again. Nathaniel moved briskly, steadying the lamp with his hand, giving a somewhat gentle rap to the side of the yellow pile of slime so that he may back off from it, and moving to the other side of his relatively small room, snatching a dull brown back pack. Kneeling on the ground, he swung it around, opening the zipper and spilling out it's contents; notebooks, binders and various papers were sent flying as he said sharply, sounding rather irritable, "You and me... we have to have a talk."
Zurumon turned to him, red eyes staring unblinking, looking a little confused. "Hey, I didn't do nothin'."
"You've come pretty close to the beginning of wrecking my room," he snapped, surprised at how easily the words were flowing out of his mouth, seeing as that has never occurred in the past. There was a pause where neither of them spoke. Nathaniel looked restless, moving this binder under that folder, putting these papers in there, and occasionally pausing to look flustered, fingers being pushed into his black hair and scraping up against his scalp, eyes shifting back and forth. Finally, with a sigh, he removed his hand, brushing aside the stack of school work, he said, "Um, I'm s-sorry... I'm just... really... really stressed out right now."
"Eh, don't sweat it. Wha' d'ja wanna' talk about?"
"No... uh... no, not here," he said, flipping the backpack over and holding it open to where part of it slumped over, but the other was held up by the worn handle with a clenched fist. "It needs to be said in... in a more open area."
"Y'call that open?" Zurumon sneered. "I ain't goin' in there!"
"Yes you are," Nathaniel growled in a low, threatening tone. When Zurumon turned around as though to ignore him, without hesitation, he reached forward, scraping the blob of slime into the bag, despite it's now muffled cries of protest as he zipped it up. Nathaniel tossed the bag over onto his back in a swinging motion, before approaching the window. He drew the curtain back and lifted the blinds, allowing some dull light to in. Unlocking the window, he slid it open.
"Let me go, you little legged fiend! Fight me like a man, stinky breath! C'mon two legs, you can't hide from me forever!"
Nathaniel rolled his eyes at the name calling, then began to crawl out the window. There was a cloth attached to his bed post that was tossed out the window. There was the noisy whirring of the air conditioner down below, channeling and gushing through the air vents in the house. Getting a firm grip on the cloth, Nathaniel began to slowly crawl out, moving his hands and legs so as to go at a steady pace. When he reached the end of the cloth and it looked safe enough, he released his grip and fell to the ground, ducking under the windows and moving quickly away from the house and into the streets of Seoul.
After traveling for a while, he finally came across an alley, cars rushing past him. Nathaniel took a sharp turn into it, dodging behind the dumpster and opening the bag. Wow, had he been yelling the whole time.
"... dumb human! I ought to cut you to ribbons, you bag of lice!"
Nathaniel frowned, sub-consciously petting his hair. "I don't have lice."
"... ya' no good-" Zurumon paused, examining him closely. "You don't? Ya' look like the sort who would."
He shook his head, then dragged Zurumon out kicking and screaming. "Now... shut up and listen to what I have to say," he said sharply.
Grudgingly, Zurumon figured it would be better to just hear him out and insult him more later.
"Good. Now... I really have to set some ground rules if I'm planning on keeping you around the house. First off... you gotta' stop doing that thing with the lamp."
"I'm attracted to light."
"I can see that. Another thing... you can't be too noisy in any way shape or form. I can't let my parents know about you. Another thing, don't pee on the carpet. Also... what do you eat, anyway?"
"Data."
"Yeah, don't do that."
ooc ;
Ace, you have to stop me before I keep typing these right after I wake up. |DD;
BUT NOW I'M TOO LAZY TO GO TOO FAR INTO HIS LECTURE SO ~
lol zurumon is annoying
hopefully that'll change
This did not go unnoticed by her, and without looking behind her, the woman with short, cropped black hair called, "Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes, Nathaniel."
"Not hungry, Ma," he fibbed curtly, darting up the carpeted stairs, avoiding putting his hand on the rail until he made it to the bathroom so that he may sanitize them. Nathaniel, entering the hall for his final trip, rubbed his palms together, pushing the door to his room open with a shoulder and kicking it shut with a kick of the foot. Flicking his hands a little to dry off even more, he walked in on Zurumon once again trying to get up on the lamp, making it teeter unsteadily from side to side, threatening to tip over once again. Nathaniel moved briskly, steadying the lamp with his hand, giving a somewhat gentle rap to the side of the yellow pile of slime so that he may back off from it, and moving to the other side of his relatively small room, snatching a dull brown back pack. Kneeling on the ground, he swung it around, opening the zipper and spilling out it's contents; notebooks, binders and various papers were sent flying as he said sharply, sounding rather irritable, "You and me... we have to have a talk."
Zurumon turned to him, red eyes staring unblinking, looking a little confused. "Hey, I didn't do nothin'."
"You've come pretty close to the beginning of wrecking my room," he snapped, surprised at how easily the words were flowing out of his mouth, seeing as that has never occurred in the past. There was a pause where neither of them spoke. Nathaniel looked restless, moving this binder under that folder, putting these papers in there, and occasionally pausing to look flustered, fingers being pushed into his black hair and scraping up against his scalp, eyes shifting back and forth. Finally, with a sigh, he removed his hand, brushing aside the stack of school work, he said, "Um, I'm s-sorry... I'm just... really... really stressed out right now."
"Eh, don't sweat it. Wha' d'ja wanna' talk about?"
"No... uh... no, not here," he said, flipping the backpack over and holding it open to where part of it slumped over, but the other was held up by the worn handle with a clenched fist. "It needs to be said in... in a more open area."
"Y'call that open?" Zurumon sneered. "I ain't goin' in there!"
"Yes you are," Nathaniel growled in a low, threatening tone. When Zurumon turned around as though to ignore him, without hesitation, he reached forward, scraping the blob of slime into the bag, despite it's now muffled cries of protest as he zipped it up. Nathaniel tossed the bag over onto his back in a swinging motion, before approaching the window. He drew the curtain back and lifted the blinds, allowing some dull light to in. Unlocking the window, he slid it open.
"Let me go, you little legged fiend! Fight me like a man, stinky breath! C'mon two legs, you can't hide from me forever!"
Nathaniel rolled his eyes at the name calling, then began to crawl out the window. There was a cloth attached to his bed post that was tossed out the window. There was the noisy whirring of the air conditioner down below, channeling and gushing through the air vents in the house. Getting a firm grip on the cloth, Nathaniel began to slowly crawl out, moving his hands and legs so as to go at a steady pace. When he reached the end of the cloth and it looked safe enough, he released his grip and fell to the ground, ducking under the windows and moving quickly away from the house and into the streets of Seoul.
After traveling for a while, he finally came across an alley, cars rushing past him. Nathaniel took a sharp turn into it, dodging behind the dumpster and opening the bag. Wow, had he been yelling the whole time.
"... dumb human! I ought to cut you to ribbons, you bag of lice!"
Nathaniel frowned, sub-consciously petting his hair. "I don't have lice."
"... ya' no good-" Zurumon paused, examining him closely. "You don't? Ya' look like the sort who would."
He shook his head, then dragged Zurumon out kicking and screaming. "Now... shut up and listen to what I have to say," he said sharply.
Grudgingly, Zurumon figured it would be better to just hear him out and insult him more later.
"Good. Now... I really have to set some ground rules if I'm planning on keeping you around the house. First off... you gotta' stop doing that thing with the lamp."
"I'm attracted to light."
"I can see that. Another thing... you can't be too noisy in any way shape or form. I can't let my parents know about you. Another thing, don't pee on the carpet. Also... what do you eat, anyway?"
"Data."
"Yeah, don't do that."
ooc ;
Ace, you have to stop me before I keep typing these right after I wake up. |DD;
BUT NOW I'M TOO LAZY TO GO TOO FAR INTO HIS LECTURE SO ~
lol zurumon is annoying
hopefully that'll change
