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Fallen Catalyst and Fiera
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Mar 11, 2016 05:45PM
Ari told the story, watching the sky pretty much the whole time. She smiled softly and glanced at Zia.
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"I know a few more stories, I just don't see the constellations for them." She said softly, smiling faintly at Zia.
"Yeah. Of course." Ari nodded. She smiled when Zia actually asked her to tell another story. She chose one and started to tell it.
Ari continued to tell the story, smiling lightly as she did so. She had a lot of stories written down in a notebook she kept in her backpack, even though she knew most of them by memory.
Zia almost fell asleep, but when she caught herself slipping to sleep, she opened her eyes and leaned up on her arms.
Ari finished her second story after a little while. She opened her bag and grabbed her water bottle, drinking some.
"I don't mind. I have lots of stories and stuff." Ari said with a shrug. She was trusting Zia more. It was easy to tell because she just seemed calmer.
((Sure))It was a little last dawn when Zia woke, rubbing her eyes and hoping she didn't get much sand in her hair.
"Anything happen?" Zia asked, her voice a little rough from sleep. She pushed herself to her feet, heading for her moped to find a water bottle.
"You still got enough water?" Zia asked. She wanted to be sure Ari had what she needed, it wouldn't do to have her get dehydrated on the way.
"Yeah. I'm ready." She nodded. Ari wondered if where they were going, and if they'd still be in the desert.
"Hop on then." Zia smiled at her as she climbed onto the moped. "You'll probably like who I'm meeting. They're some guys I've known since I was like, fifteen; they're great."
Ari looked around some, wondering how far from home she was by now. She shook her head at the thought.
It was only a few hours more when they arrived at the meeting place. It wasn't really anything much, just an old dilapidated shack, but it worked wonderfully for this purpose, being the only building for several miles. Zia pulled to a stop.
When Zia stopped, Ari got off the bike, stretching her legs. She looked around carefully, biting her lip.
Zia climbed off the moped. There was a car parked nearby, a beat-up, rusty thing that might have once been blue. She headed for the door of the shack, though. "Yo, Night! Green! You two in there?"
Ari hesitantly followed after Zia, staying a few feet back. She made sure her hair was still hidden in her hat.
At Zia's call, a blue-haired guy stuck his head out of the doorframe. "Blue!" He yelled, stepping out fully and pulling Zia into a hug. She laughed. "Hey Night."
Ari smiled faintly when she saw the guy had blue hair like her. She bit her lip and looked down, nervous. She trusted Zia and knew that Zia trusted these guys but she didn't know about trusting them yet.
"Night, this is Ari. I ran into her on the way, offered her a ride." Night waved at Ari. "Ari, this is Night Owl. Green Mike is inside. Right?" She turned back to Night, who nodded.
"Hiya Ari," Night said with a grin.Zia put her hands on her hips. "Okay, you guys dragged me all the way out here, what do you want?" He tone was joking.


