[Supply Station]
After beaming to the Station, Rylan and D`Tarik stepped off the transporter
pad and looked around at their new surroundings. Before they had gotten so
much as three steps away from the transporter platform, DT spins around on
his heal and tries to step up on the pad once more. "Okay. Well, looks
like he's na here. Let's go back..."
"Na!" Rylan grabs ahold of the smaller boy by his shoulder and turns him
back around, then leads him down the prominade with an annoyed, "Come on,
then!" After they came to the resturant area of the station, Rylan asks,
"Okay, so where's this resturant they saw him at?"
"I don't know." DT shrugs, hoping to just forget the whole thing, not able
to stop thinking that coming down here had been a stupid idea. "Let's just
go back...can't say we did na try!" he added hopefully.
Rylan stops to peek into one of the resturants, then shakes his head. The
place was too fancy, and no bar in site for the person they were looking for
to sit at. "Then what'd au come down here for?" he turns to look at DT
curiously, still leading him along the prominade, "It's just ninte old
man." he shrugged, "Maybe."
"Just my old man?!" DT glares at the taller boy, "He's supposed to be dead!
I've na seen him for years!! And he never liked me anyway! Even if I did
raise my sister for him and all!" his voice had started to rise until it was
an angry shout, making the other pedestrians on the prominade turn to look
at him curiously, before giving him a wide berth. "Na! Na big deal at
all!"
Rylan pauses, looking at the people around them, trying to see if a
Dehno`Saehne was heading their way at all the commotion.
Not seeing one, he pulls DT off to the side, and says quietly with a faint
smile, "It may na even be him. I mean ninte old man's dead, right?" he
shrugged, "But if there's some nut-case running around down here, scareing
young women, don't au think we should find him and report him? Before he
hurts some-io?"
"Well...Emni's convienced it's him." DT shrugged in reply, "I trust
her...but I hope she's mistaken..."
"Well, au never know. Old man or nut-case -- they're all the same anyway."
Ry answers quietly, peeking into another resturant.
"But, if he's dangerous, why don't we just get the Station Security to look
for him? That'd be much easier then us going off on this little trek."
"Na!" Ry grins, walking to another resturant to peek in, "Might as well
have some fun!"
"Oh, ie!" DT rolls his eyes, "This is just *loads* of fun...."
Ry shrugged again, "He messed with the girls' heads." he grins, "We could
always mess with his..."
"This is true...." DT pauses to concider that a moment, following along
behind Rylan as the taller boy looked into yet another resturant, "And he
did scare Emni...." he adds angrily.
"Ie. So what are au going to...." Rylan pauses, then claps DT on the back
as he points to their suspect, "There he is!" he pauses to squint his eyes
at the man, "Fvadt! He *does* look like au!"
"What?" DT spins around, ducking a little behind the taller boy, hoping he
wouldn't be spotted by the one that Ry had pointed out.
Ry steps away anyhow and nudges DT forward. "Go get him!" he smirks.
DT looks at the man for only a second, the sadness of his eyes belieing the
angry expression on his features. It's na worth our...time. It's.....na
him."
Rylan - knowing DT every bit as well as the shorter boy knew tr`Tuhmek -
knew that he was lying about the old man. Smirking, he asked slyly, "If
it's na him...than he scared Emni for na-thing. What're au going to do
about that?"
"Na-thing." DT turned around to walk away, "Let's just go...."
Rylan grabbed him by the collar to halt him instead. "Don't au want to find
out why he's alive when they told au he was dead?"
"I don't care, Rylan."
Ry shrugs, releasing his grip on D`Tarik's collar, "Fine by me. It's ninte
old man." he casts a look back at the guy in question, "Eh, au'rh better
off anyway." he nodded, then turned to walk back to the transporter.
"Ie. I am." DT agreed, walking beside the taller boy. "Let's make up some
story to Emni that it was na him." he suggested.
Rylan smiles at that, and shakes his head. "Na. Au lie. But if she asks
me...I'm telling her the truth."
"Hmm...Did au tell the truth to the Khensia, Rylan? Did au even speak to
her?" DT asks with a sly little grin, "I know au better then that! Au have
a stubborn-streak a mile wide! I bet au never even really went to see her
at all, did au? Or if au did, au certaintly never spoke!"
"I did too!" Rylan answerd a little too defensively, his angry shout
causing the passer-by on the prominade to jump and hurry past the two males.
Rylan's angry eyes turned DT's way briefly before he looked away again,
picking up his pace once more, knowing he'd been cornered.
"I wonder what Katara would think? Au did promise her after all." DT
continued, pleased that his wild guess had actually turned out to be the
truth.
"Well at least I showed up in the first place!" Rylan stops and turns
towards him, "Au have yet to go there at all!"
"I have too gone." D`Tarik argues rather proudly, and truthfully. "I've
gone there plenty of times. Usually when I can't sleep, or when I'm na
busy."
Ry pauses, looking back to the bar and grill, a mean-spirited grin on his
face. "Wonder what the Khensia would say to find out au'rh hiding from
*this*. Maybe she'd finally see that *au* have problems to deal with, and
lay off me!"
"Go on then." DT shrugged indifferently, "Tell her if au like. She's just
a hologram. She can't do anything." his face took on a nasty grin of his
own, "Na as much as Katara could do if I tell her that au never really
spoke to the Khensia at all."
Appearing just as indifferent, though he was plenty worried that DT might
tell Katara just the same, Rylan shrugs the smaller boy's words away. "If
Katara gets mad that I'd rather talk to her then a hologram then there are
plenty other girls on that ship who'd be willing to take her place." He
smirks and heads towards the bar and grill, smiling all the more as he heard
DT follow along behind him.
"What do au mean by that?" DT asked confused. Waiting for an answer that
didn't come, he finally realized that he had followed Rylan into the bar & grill. He stopped near the doorway, refusing to take another step further.
Rylan boldly walks up to the bar, and takes a seat near the old man's own.
Nodding to the barkeep he orders "Rhennish." then turns to toss a sly grin
back to D`Tarik.
DT's only response to this was a shrug, thinking defiantly to himself, *Go
ahead and drink then. I don't care. I'm na going to talk to my father!*
Rylan glanced from the old man beside him, then back to DT near the door as
the barkeep set the glass before him. Picking up the glass, he nodded to
the barkeeper, "Hann'yyo..." Raising the glass in a mock salute to D`Tarik,
he silently mouthed the words, 'Au'rh the io with the problem...' and
smirked to see the smaller boy shake his head and slowly start to come
forward. Just as slowly, Rylan brought the glass to his lips and started to
drink.
Suddenly charging over, D`Tarik yells, "RYLAN!! Au are such a
imirrhlhhse`asi dumb ahz! Now put that down!" he slaps the glass out of the
taller boy's hand, sending it to the counter where it shattered, spraying
liquid and glass all over the bar. Reaching in his pockets, DT slams enough
credits on the bar to pay for the glass and the Rhennish, then turns his
angry face to Rylan, breathing heavily in rage.
Rylan only smirks at the whole thing. Chuckling softly he grins, "Got au
in here though...didn't it?"
Enraged that he had been played the way he had -- Elements knew Bhy'hie had
played with his head like that one too many times! -- DT's hand shot out and
slapped the taller boy across the face, wipeing the smirk off Rylan's
features. "Imirrhlhhse au, Rylan!"
Ry's head had barely moved at that, though an angry hand-print was left on
the side of his face. Seeing the almost murderous glint in Rylan's eyes, DT
knew what was coming, but still did not see the movement of Rylan's fist as
it suddenly lashed out and connected with his face, knocking D`Tarik to the
floor.
His mind clouding with one too many memories of having to try and get his
own father to leave the local bar and come home, only to be rewarded for his
efforts by getting hit; he slowly rose away from the bar-stool. Glarring
down at the boy on the floor, in an eerily quiet monotone, Rylan warned
"Don't ever hit me again." before he stepped over D`Tarik and walked out the
door.
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