paixaorpg | Dysfunctional Family Reunion [closed]

Character(s): Ein, Faye Valentine, ~~and Spike Spiegel~~
Content: Ein and Faye wait for Spike to get his lazy ass over to the Central Station.
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Time: Wednesday2
Warnings: Cursing, probably.

Ein pouted for a little after Faye took his journal, but he was never one to hold a grudge for long. He sat on the ground and waited, legs sprawled ahead of him, as Faye made contact with Spike. Soon his mind began to wander, as did his eyes. Hey, check out that kid's balloon... cool... With a grunt, Ein staggered to his feet and meandered a short distance away to examine a small statue of a unicorn. I wonder if these actually exist, too... he wondered. After all, if aliens were real then maybe unicorns and griffons and the like were equally existant.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ein saw a flash of something luminous and turned just in time to see the small creature dart behind a building. What was that?! He caught a whiff of its scent; it was light and airy and reminded him of a sunny day. His first instinct was to chase after it, but after a few steps he remembered what he was supposed to be doing and turned to rejoin Faye. "Can I have my jounal back?" he asked, a hint of a whine in his voice. This was getting boring - Ein didn't like waiting. He liked doing. And currently he wasn't doing anything, which was beginning to grate his nerves.

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Faye was oblivious to Ein wandering off as she typed on the journal situated on her lap. Her face was stuck in a scowl, as if she were slowly ripping a piece of heavy tape from her skin. Well, it kind of felt like that, talking to Spike. Or pulling a tooth. "Ass," she hissed to herself for the fifth time since their conversation started. For some reason she had been expecting something else.

Once it seemed he was coming, Faye looked at Ein dully before handing him his journal. "Knock yourself out. He'll be here, or so he says. Though, you know him..." Faye rose to her feet, stretching her arms over her head. She wondered if she should beat Spike over the head with her journal, hit him with her fists, or claw his eyes out with her nails.

All options seemed far too nice for him.

Yays. So now all they had to do was wait, right? That wasn't so hard. Ein picked up his journal and began fooling around with the stylus some more. It was quickly becoming his favorite part; it was fun to see what he could do with these new hands of his. But that short attention span won out again, and he began to wander a bit. Sniffing curiously, Ein began to examine a street vendor - a bit too closely, and after a few minutes she chased him off with dire warnings against stealing any of her goods.

Grinning a bit from the mini-adventure, Ein jogged back to Faye. He wasn't going to stray far, especially in a big, strange environment like this. Plopping down on the ground again, he leaned back on his hands and watched the world pass by.

Minutes passed.

An hour.

Yaaaaawn. Ein's mouth streched open to reveal his sharp canines. He tried scratching his ear with his hind leg, but quickly found out that didn't work as well as it used to. But lo! He had much more flexible shoulders now, and the problem was solved. The canine hominid yawned again, longer, and stretched out against the sun-baked cobblestones. Mmmmm, so warm... Ein's chocolate-colored eyes slowly closed, and in minutes he was snoring as he lay sprawled on the ground.

Every ten minutes, the vein in Faye's neck throbbed a little more violently. When a full hour passed, she slammed her fists down on the ground she was sitting on almost like a toddler. Well, a toddler with a very color vocabulary.

"That damn bastard! I should have fucking KNOWN he wouldn't show! How DARE he?!" The violet haired woman continued to curse incoherently, damning Spike's hair, shoes, wardrobe, and parents. "Damn accident while drunk, I bet!" she finished ten minutes later, her voice just the slightest bit strained from her ranting. Panting, she looked at Ein.

Oh god. She was stuck with him. She was going to be stuck with him until they found Ed.

Groaning, Faye's face fell into her hands.

With a start, Ein awoke when Faye slammed her fists and began her rant. He watched her scream and curse, wary of the possibility she vent her anger at him with a well-placed kick or perhaps a thrown object. Fortunately, Faye did no such thing, and once she was finished Ein sat up.

"Is Spike not coming?" he asked, somewhat timidly. Now what were they going to do?!

Ein scooted a few inches closer to Faye, torn between the desire for some comforting touch and the fear of her wrath. Despite himself, a small whine escaped his throat.

Faye peered at Ein through her fingers. Without moving her hands away from her face, she muttered, "Do you THINK he's coming?" The answer was no. He would have been there by now. Maybe he died. Again. Or maybe he never was around at all? Faye's lip twitched. Yep. She was insane, after all. Perhaps she just imagined Spike was in this place.

She watched as Ein scooted closer. Dumb dog. Human. Dog-human. She sighed. "Guess we go find Ed now."

Maybe then she could ditch them and find someone useful.

Now that was what Ein was waiting for! Instantly filled with energy, he jumped to his feet with a rather stupid-looking grin on his face. "Yes yes yes!" He danced around Faye, impatient to get going.

Pushing herself to her feet, Faye dusted herself off and rubbed her temples. Too little alcohol in her. Once she found the brat she could find something to drink.

Water? What water?

"Stop that," Faye hissed, Ein's dog-like behavior just asking to cause a scene. "Do you know where Ed is?" She had only really heard about the girl being around.

"Umm...." That made Ein take pause. Come to think of it, he didn't. He'd only found her on the network, then she'd run off again like she always did. He scratched his head, right above the patch of white hair. "...No."

Why did Ein suddenly get the feeling he should run away?

"UGH!" Faye huffed, and plopped down on the ground, harshly opening the small computer and typing quickly. "You're useless! Be thankful I'm so kind, mutt."

Chewing on her lip for a moment, Faye nodded. "I'm just going to make a post on the message board. We can chat or whatever once we actually find her." Actually, Faye just wasn't looking forward to repeating what happened with Spike. Her head throbbed just thinking about it.

At least she didn't hit him. Ein merely looked sheepish as Faye posted the message and held his tongue. Geez, it was hard being a human. People actually expected you to know things. Faye never would have asked had he still been a dog, that much he was sure of. It was actually quite ironic - many times when he was still a canine, he'd known the answer to a problem but wasn't able to tell the others. Now he was actually able to speak, and he was turning out to be pretty useless. Ein didn't like the feeling much.

"...Does that mean more waiting?" he asked after a few moment's silence. He was almost afraid to ask; Faye was in one of those dangerous moods.

Faye felt a violent pulsing in her head and grit her teeth slowly.

She was going to kill something. She looked at Ein, replying stiffly, "Yes. More waiting." Damn mutt. Damn Spike. Damn everything!

"... unless you've got some bright idea," she added, clenching her hands into fists slowly. She would love to strangle something right now.

Dysfunctional Family Reunion [closed]

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