Doing nothing, perhaps that will change?

[RacingBelle]

I sat on the sandy bank of Quicksilver River. I picked up a rock from the pile I had gathered. I pitched it into the river. It skipped once before dropping to the bottom. It was so hot, spring was out of the picture now. Ah, why not go for a swim, cool myself off? Well, why not? I splashed in, rejoicing at the icy touch of the river. I dived down, feeling the tug of the current and it swept me along for a few moments before I broke the surface again. I took in a deep breath before diving under again, this time going into the current with the dare of it to fight back. Of course it did, because a river didn't have any emotions or thoughts, it just knew how to make the water run as swiftly as possible. I swam to the surface, not taking a deep breath to go under this time. I splashed back to the bank and into the shade of a near by tree. I shook myself like a wet dog. Perhaps I should say horse.

What to do now? I didn't feel like going back into the river. Perhaps I should just sleep the almost unbearable heat off. The cool shade of the tree was nice and the gurgling of the river was also nice. My clothes clung to me but I didn't mind, it would be pretty much dry when I woke up. I didn't care about my unruly brown hair, it stuck to my face but that was the only annoying part. I squeezed all the water I could out of it before thinking. Not sleeping, thinking. Go figure. I wanted to sleep but I ended up thinking before I did go to sleep. I was not going to get into trouble today. Nope no trouble, no excitement. Possible solitary. Funny, horses are suppose to be social animals but I'm anything but. I guess that didn't change no matter if I was a Supernatural or not. I yawned and pressed my spine into the ground, squirming a little, trying to find a comfortable position. Sleep would come on it's own time. Just as time would pass as quickly or as slowly as it pleases.

[Deathy]

Simon watched the river run, the way it danced around every rock and stone. Clear as glad wrap to the very bottom.
It was nice to just sit and watch, to watch and not think; about anything, anything at all. His once quite and boring life now become, well hectic, and I’m not sure I’m up to this supernatural business he growled.
The changes had been becoming more frequent of late; and their didn't seem to be anything he could do to stop them. They'd all been at home, luckily, and the damage to his propety due to them had been minimal, But he could feel himself losing control, slowly sinking in that, that thing that was in him. Every shifter he had talked to was all “it’s lovely, just give in” and “it’s for the better, you’ll get stronger”.
But it didn’t feel like that, it felt like an invasion, and the country that was being lost was him. Groaning he gripped his hair, and closed his eyes tight maybe the world will just go?
Opening one eye he looked out through a half closed eyelid, nope, still the same, river running by, green leaved trees waving above. Sighing he pulled himself away from the ground, obviously just sitting by the river was not going to do it today.
Maybe a walk? feet padding lightly on the river bank rocks he began to follow the stream, he remembered, who was it? Dad or Uncle Phil had said that sometimes a walk was the best thing to clear a head.
Looking ahead he saw a figure lying in the grass, unmoving. Simon felt himself frown, were they just sleeping or..........

[RacingBelle]

Oh face it, Ash, your not going to sleep anytime soon. Maybe exhasting yourself will help. To the river. I stood up slowly, almost reluctantly, to get get up. I gave a long stretch, my eyes scanning the area in front of me without turning my head. Then I turned my head to scan the other direction and saw someone watching me. Instantly I tensed. Who is it? Friend or foe? Supernatural or EF? Evan a human taking a stroll on the riverside? Stop it! Use you senses! There wasn't much that I could see nor hear since the human was quiet. I inhaled deeply. There wasn't a breeze to help nor hurt my sense so I had to deal with what insight I got. A mixture of scents flooded into my head. I singled out the ones I wanted to know. It's a man...Supernatural, shifter? Those scents were confused with many others. Like the river, birds, squirrels, pine sap, forest decay...the list could go on and on. What disturbed me the most was the fact that I faintly remembered that scent. It wasn't as familer as Jisa's or Vicky's but never the less I reconized it as one that I knew. If I could remember. I tried to decide wheather to run or to confront the person. No trouble today, remember? Run and hide and keep running if he decides to follow you. I spun on my heel and started to run. There was no need to shift and expose myself as a Supernatural. Even though the man might all ready know.

I had dashed into the trees and swarmed up one. It was still close to the river so I could see, but thick enough to maybe the man wouldn't see me. And I could still jump out of it and make a quick escape. Now to wait and watch. To see who and what I'm dealing with.

[Deathy]

Simon was about a meter away when the body leapt up, turned out to be a young girl by the looks of it and dashed off; a vaguely familiar head of hair following her and a....smell.
ignore the smell
Simon stumbled to a stop, thinking; face crinkling like old parchment. well ,at least she’s alright; anybody who runs like that has to be thought his front brain; doctor mode on. Mean while his back brain, the part that had so far managed to keep him alive and mostly out of trouble for the last twenty-six odd years was jumping up and down a screaming. we know her!
Simon was beginning to form the thought of as a doctor he might be obliged to follow and make sure she was alright when the screaming man got through.
the girl from the library Simon almost slapped himself in the face the crazy girl from the library he groaned last thing I want
ok plan! Yell “are you ok” and then turn around in a normal fashion and get as far away as possible
Cupping his left hand around his mouth he shouted are you ok? in a volume that might have passed for a yell but was closer to a whisper.
He waited for a reply, hoping against hope that there wouldn’t be one.
Last thing I need
you idiot

[RacingBelle]

I watched him closely. Now where did I get that scent from? It's familar..so familar. I clenched my teeth. Oh yeah! That guy from the libarary! Just my luck, I get to deal with that babbling ninny again. I sighed. Well, here's you chance to have a little fun with this. I quietly got out of the tree. I put my hand over my mouth, smothering a laugh. I let the change come, shifting easily into the gray Thoroughbred that has become apart of me these last few months. Should you be doing this? He could tell someone he's not suppose to. Shut up, Conscience. Back into your deep, dark pit. I nudged it back where it belonged, the shadows of my mind, and then trotted to the guy. I reared to my full heigh, forelegs pawing the air. Might as well terrify him, right? Gravity reclaimed it's hold and I came back down with a thump. Shaking my head I shifted back, a little reluctantly. It was always thrilling to become a horse. I sighed, forget about it. Tonight your shifter side can have fun. Now time for some..uh...socialising?

"I see you have survived. Taken any of my advice yet?" I laughed, knowing that he probably didn't. The question really didn't need to be ask and didn't really need an answer. "I'm surprised you dare venture out of the city. After all, where there's danger, your not there. Then again, I'm a danger and your here. I could have so easily crushed you." I laughed, finding myself amused. "That wouldn't be right, though, since I'm anything but a murderer of Supernaturals." But I'm alway finding danger or it finding me. Either way I love it, most days at least. I kept my face a calm mask and my voice steady. Why let a stranger see what your feeling? It only gives away what your thinking.

[Deathy]

Simon turned as he heard the crash what was..? A horse?
Pointing Simon opened and closed his mouth a few times attempting to make it work. He finally managed did that horse just a fall out of a tree? I think that horse just feel out of a tree. Why would a horse fall out of a tree?
Simon had never seen a horse before, well he had, but they had been in picture books and on the internet. Not walking towards him, smelling and ten pounds heavier than he could ever hope to be.
He took a step back to be on the safe side.
Then the horse changed, body parts moving in a way that both sickened and excited him, how did it work? Could he explain it with medical science? he’d been curious about that side of the changed since he’d first found himself slipping off his bed covered in fur.
ignore it
And then the crazy girl from the library was walking toward him you horse, what? he said pointing at her in confusion and then it clicked, sliding into place like a puzzle piece whose an idiot? Simon, that’s who
of course I’m still alive! Why wouldn’t I be? he growled, confusion turning slowly to annoyance as she spoke.
so much for a calming walk

[RacingBelle]

Seeing the confusion on Simon's face after I had shifted back to human form was amusing. What was even more amusing was his annoyance toward me.

"Oh there's that little tiny problem of the EF, they patrol these forests, you know. Not that you would want to admit it. Well then, no use to carry on about these things then." Ok, now what? Confusing him, yes that had was crossed off my list of things to do to this guy. Annoying him, that was an over kill. Scaring him, not so much. I wish. "Glad to see that you remember me, though. But, perhaps, not so nice. I wish I could decide on such things like this. I suppose there's no use in me sticking around, I'm pretty sure I'm the last person you want to see right now."

I shrugged and started to walk off. If Simon wanted to follow, then he could. I stopped. Then I turned to the river, watching it rush past. Why was I leaving? I was here first, you know. "Then again, I was here first. So if you want to go, feel free." I was being nice. Though maybe the cold atitude and emotionless voice wasn't exactly a nice. If he doesn't like it, he can leave. I gave him the choice. But maybe, he's interested in his shifter side. That was unlikely.

[Deathy]

Simon was frowning, this kid really was, was, he struggled to find a word insulting enough for someone who was talking like the caterpillar from Alice in wonder land obnoxious! That’s what she was. He clenched his fists as she spoke, yeah Simon, let the 16 year old make you mad, that’s real mature he still couldn’t help growling under his breath, a peaceful walk, was that so much to ask for? Obviously.
you got that much right he grumbled, mature, remember
here first? he almost yowled I was just walking along and your unmoving body as in my path, pardon me if I tried to be a good citizen he said crossing his arms and plus I was born first
that’s right Simon you tell her

[RacingBelle]

I listened to Simon try to match me in being annoying. I wonder, is this how Jisa felt when she first met me? Kind of...well not feeling much of anything. Just being very paitent, waiting it out.I suppose I was very annoying then.

I couldn't help it, I laughed almost as loudly as Simon spat his words at me. Why did my laugh start to sound a little...well, no pun intended, but funny? I shrugged. I don't laugh much, now days. So what?

"Yes, yes Simon. Try to keep what pride you have left. Besides, you didn't have to stop. If you used you shifter senses, you would have know if I was dead. Dead things let off a smell that you'll recognize." I snorted. "Oh yeah, so mature Simon. Fine if you want to play that game then here: I was here at Quicksilver, first. I was here at Clearstone, first. I was the first one to shape shift. I was the first one to accept my life, who I am. I was the first one to survive an EF attack, that was on my first day here. I was the first to best one of those hunters at their game."

If he wanted to stay and argue with a sixteen year old then, very well. But I am very good at making a point and not shy to say what I think about. I walked over to my little rock pile and sat down by it, throwing rocks into the river again. Splash, splash, plunck. The stone dropped into the river.

[Deathy]

oh yes, yes just rely on those wonderful shifter senses and the whole world will be just fantastic! They might even stop killing whales! Simon said putting a hand either side of his face and showing her his teeth yeah right! he crossed his arms again yeah, but I was still on this earth first rug rat he growled, realising he was repeating himself and not caring, if she wanted stubborn he could meet her head for head.
as she stated, fighting with her is very mature the sardonic voice in his head murmured.
oh now she’s ignoring me, now that’s harsh he said thumping down on the grass and crossing his legs in a defensive manner, it might be petty but he was going to win this come what may.
He’s 26? Really?

[RacingBelle]

Ashleigh

~This is my brand new day in the light, troubles rising up on the left and the right. I keep my eyes fixed on where I want to go; the rest will follow.~

I threw another rock into the river, getting the same results as before. I rolled my eyes. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words don't hurt at all!" I sang dryly. Obviously, Simon had no life at all. Why else would he be fighting with me? Simon was going to stay and try to win the 'agruement'. Really, he could win. I didn't care. It was a petty arguement, not even worth my time. I could leave but there was nothing else to do any where else. Maybe I should go find that EF hunter that I keep running into...she would be a nice challenge. Perhaps tonight, I could go find a herd of them and have them chase me for a while. I really needed to get rid of some of this restless energy.

I cocked my head when Simon made his little comment about me ignoring him being harsh. Really I wasn't ignoring him at all, I was keeping one ear cocked to him. You don't ignore people who could potentially kill you. Not that I thought Simon could kill me, the man was a wimp, but I could kill him and be done with it. The thing was, I wasn't a murderer. That I had already said. His luck. "You don't know what harsh means, boy." Yes, I called him a boy. After all, he was acting like one. "So I wouldn't use big words that you don't understand."

~The old can be made new, the lost can be found, the lost will be found.~

(Inspired by Jisa! Lyrics from Superchick's Pure.)

[Deathy]

The rock plunked into the crystal water, Simon flinched. Shaking himself him glared at her eyes narrowed, really fighting with a sixteen year old as a stupid thing to do, oh I’m glad you think I’m right, but she really did look smug.
Big words that I don’t even understand he almost laughed my dear, have you even finished school? Personally I have university degree so if anybody is going to understand words around here I fear it will be me
yes but you should have seen the grades
His eyes drifted back toward the water, where are your parents anyway? Isn’t it a school day? he asked are you wagging? this concept shocked Simon as when he had been participating in the wonderful joys of education he had never missed a day unless he was tied to his bed or paralyzed.

[RacingBelle]

Ashleigh

~This is my brand new day in the light, troubles rising up on the left and the right. I keep my eyes fixed on where I want to go; the rest will follow.~

I sighed. I was listening, half-heartedly, wondering if I should answer. What the heck, let me shock him even more, I thought, remembering how he reacted to the cut that the EF hunter had given me. I reached up and rubbed the faded scar, as a habit. I stood and walked back to Simon.

"Yes, dear boy, 'harsh' is definitely a word you don't understand. Your world is never harsh. Mine is. As for the school part, its summer and school is out. Anyway, I couldn't go to school without getting every EF cop in Clearstone after me. I don't have time for school anyway. My education comes from learning how to keep myself alive. " I kept the same bored expression, cold eyes, and emotionless voice. Gee, I was getting good at that. Bad thing good thing...who cares? It's useful sometimes. "A university degree means nothing to me. Who needs to know fancy learning when there is no need for it? I know all I need to know, and all that fancy stuff would just take up too much room." I paused, allowing time for his ignorant brain to soak all this up before continuing. "I don't have parents anymore. I ran away from home and that was my choice. I made a good one too, whatever your thinking. No one can tell me what to do, unless it's myself." I glared at him, daring him to question me. To tell me that I was wrong, that I should have stayed home, like Jisa did when she first met me. To tell me that I needed to go to school, that I still needed someone to take care of me. To baby me like a child. Yes, I still needed help on the occasion, but at least I could make my way in the world unlike other sixteen year olds.

~The old can be made new, the lost can be found, the lost will be found.~

(Inspired by Jisa! Lyrics from Superchick's Pure.)

[Deathy]

Simon looked perplexed, the idea of running away from home had never occurred to him before, not that he was much of an independent thinker anyway. but how do you get food? he asked, going from angry to confused in a split second I mean, do you work at Woolworths? Or do you steal it he trailed off, trying to figure it out for himself. Then he frowned, remembering that he was being angry. so if someone said to you “don’t jump out in front of that speeding bus!” you’d do it just because they told you not to? he said, trying to look patronizing.

that’s not what she meant and you know it

His eyes drifted back to the river again as he waited for her reply, it really was pretty. And all this EF stuff she talked about, there was no way an organization like that could exist, the government wouldn’t allow it, killing people. He shook his head; he’d never seen any sign of them.

Don’t you think that’s the point?

[RacingBelle]

Ashleigh

~This is my brand new day in the light, troubles rising up on the left and the right. I keep my eyes fixed on where I want to go; the rest will follow.~

Again I waited for Simon's questions to die off before answering them. They were...what I expected them to be. "I have friends who help me out, in the case of food. Otherwise with my shifted side being a horse, I rarely go hungry. Stealing is an option I will probably never have to use." His snappy reply afterwards told me that he was trying to remain angry at me. I rolled my eyes, what a waste of energy. "That's rediculous and you know it. If I must put it simply for you atom sized brain then fine." I took a breath then started my explanation. "My parents wanted to control every aspect of my life. They wanted me to be a perfect daughter, and that I could not do. The earliest years of my life were a waste, so I think now. This is because I spent every waking moment of those years to try and please them. I always did something wrong, or something wasn't to their liking. So when I ran away on my sixteenth birthday, after the thought occured to me and after they pushed the wrong button, I vowed to myself never to let someone seize control over me like that again. So far, no one has tried." I gazed at him with my dark brown eyes.

"Anymore stupid questions, or attempts to make me angry enough to give you a thrashing." One that you deserve. I thought with contempt.

~The old can be made new, the lost can be found, the lost will be found.~

(Inspired by Jisa! Lyrics from Superchick's Pure.)