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(Umm well I really didn't know what to draw so I drew this, it's kinda crappy and it doesn't help that I scanned it inseat of taking pics (It shows in much detail how icky the coloring is!) But still enjoy the chappy and tell me what you think so far!)
Chapter 3- That weird feeling. . .
Naomi was exhausted, her hands sore from repeating her story over and over. Her Brother's voice must be tired too she thought, his sensei kept pressing for more and more details. As she laid down on a small bed Nya had set up for her, she wondered if voices ever got sore, what did it feel like when it got tired? Did your tongue swell up? Or maybe it started disobeying you spitting out words you never meant to say. She smiled at the thought of her brother's voice saying random things, He would definitely not be happy about that. Naomi cuddled up inside her blanket trying to find a comfortable position to sleep but every time she closed her eyes Pythor awaited her on the back of her eyelids.
Giving up on sleep, she stood up and walked out praying silently that the ship wouldn't squeak under her feet. She made it safely out onto the deck and she relaxed taking in a deep breath of fresh air. Tears filled up her eyes when she looked up at the night sky. It looked exactly like it had when she lived with her grandparents. Sure, her grandmother had been mean, but she had never forgotten any of Naomi's birthdays. And how had she repaid them? By leaving them with a murderous snake, letting them die without trying to help. If it had been her, they would have surely done something, anything, to keep her safe. But what had she done?
You ran away.
There was nothing I could do!
There was the shotgun. . .
It was too close to the snake. . .
Coward Coward Coward
Stop!
Coward!
"You're not thinking off jumping of are you?" The voice that belongs to the 'Blond-haired boy' took her back onto the real world and she realized she'd been leaning over the edge of the ship.
She stepped back and turned shaking her head. A warm sensation spread across her cheeks and her heartbeat sped up a little.
"Good," The boy stood there fidgeting a little before looking up again. "So you're Naomi?"
She nodded.
"Well, I'm Lloyd"
Lloyd, She liked the name. She wondered what it could feel like to say it, would it make her mouth tingle? Would it feel soft? Warm? Sweet?
"I'm sorry about your grandparents" His hands fidgeted again. "We'll get Pythor for doing it, I kicked his face once you know"
I wish I could do that Her hands said as she smiled.
"I'm sorry I don't understand"
She shrugged, She hadn't expected him to.
"You didn't insult me did you?"
Once again she smiled and shook her head.
"So why are you out here?"
Naomi thought for a second. How could she explain herself without Cole here to translate? Seems like she was gonna have to do it the hard way.
First she slowly pointed at herself.
"You" Lloyd said
She thought about it for a while then painted an x on the air and pretended to be asleep.
"X sleep?"He frowned. "You can't sleep?"
She nodded.
"Why?"
Again with the questions! How could she explain that? How could she signal 'scared' and 'Pythor'? This wasn't easy at all, She was going to have to teach him the sign language one of these days. That is if her brother let her stay. Did she want to stay? The thought of staying with the blonde haired boy, Lloyd she corrected herself, Cause the hunger-yet-not-hunger feeling spread through her again.
"Wait I got it, you're scared of Pythor still?"
She looked down. The way he said it made her feel like a coward all over again.
"Don't worry really he can't get you here," He ran his hand through his hair making her wonder how it would shine under the sunlight. "I promise, and if you go to sleep I'll teach you a thing or two about self defense tomorrow"
Really? Her hands asked before she could stop herself.
"Again I don't understand sign language but if you're asking 'Really' then yes"
Naomi stood up, a smile lighting up her young features. With one last look at Lloyd, Lloyd Lloyd Lloyd she loved how it sounded in her mind, She went back into her room. This time when she laid down she wasn't scared. Her brother was here, and he'd protect her besides there was no way the ugly snake could've followed her all the way here. Also Lloyd would defend her if she was in was in trouble, she was somehow sure of that.
A smile spread across her lips again.
Lloyd.
...
Pythor chuckled as he watched that pesky little Lloyd walked back into the ship. He'd promised the little girl that she'd be safe.
Please He thought I always get what I want.
And what he wanted now was the purple eyed child.
And that's exactly what he was going to get.

Description
(Umm well I really didn't know what to draw so I drew this, it's kinda crappy and it doesn't help that I scanned it inseat of taking pics (It shows in much detail how icky the coloring is!) But still enjoy the chappy and tell me what you think so far!)
Chapter 3- That weird feeling. . .
Naomi was exhausted, her hands sore from repeating her story over and over. Her Brother's voice must be tired too she thought, his sensei kept pressing for more and more details. As she laid down on a small bed Nya had set up for her, she wondered if voices ever got sore, what did it feel like when it got tired? Did your tongue swell up? Or maybe it started disobeying you spitting out words you never meant to say. She smiled at the thought of her brother's voice saying random things, He would definitely not be happy about that. Naomi cuddled up inside her blanket trying to find a comfortable position to sleep but every time she closed her eyes Pythor awaited her on the back of her eyelids.
Giving up on sleep, she stood up and walked out praying silently that the ship wouldn't squeak under her feet. She made it safely out onto the deck and she relaxed taking in a deep breath of fresh air. Tears filled up her eyes when she looked up at the night sky. It looked exactly like it had when she lived with her grandparents. Sure, her grandmother had been mean, but she had never forgotten any of Naomi's birthdays. And how had she repaid them? By leaving them with a murderous snake, letting them die without trying to help. If it had been her, they would have surely done something, anything, to keep her safe. But what had she done?
You ran away.
There was nothing I could do!
There was the shotgun. . .
It was too close to the snake. . .
Coward Coward Coward
Stop!
Coward!
"You're not thinking off jumping of are you?" The voice that belongs to the 'Blond-haired boy' took her back onto the real world and she realized she'd been leaning over the edge of the ship.
She stepped back and turned shaking her head. A warm sensation spread across her cheeks and her heartbeat sped up a little.
"Good," The boy stood there fidgeting a little before looking up again. "So you're Naomi?"
She nodded.
"Well, I'm Lloyd"
Lloyd, She liked the name. She wondered what it could feel like to say it, would it make her mouth tingle? Would it feel soft? Warm? Sweet?
"I'm sorry about your grandparents" His hands fidgeted again. "We'll get Pythor for doing it, I kicked his face once you know"
I wish I could do that Her hands said as she smiled.
"I'm sorry I don't understand"
She shrugged, She hadn't expected him to.
"You didn't insult me did you?"
Once again she smiled and shook her head.
"So why are you out here?"
Naomi thought for a second. How could she explain herself without Cole here to translate? Seems like she was gonna have to do it the hard way.
First she slowly pointed at herself.
"You" Lloyd said
She thought about it for a while then painted an x on the air and pretended to be asleep.
"X sleep?"He frowned. "You can't sleep?"
She nodded.
"Why?"
Again with the questions! How could she explain that? How could she signal 'scared' and 'Pythor'? This wasn't easy at all, She was going to have to teach him the sign language one of these days. That is if her brother let her stay. Did she want to stay? The thought of staying with the blonde haired boy, Lloyd she corrected herself, Cause the hunger-yet-not-hunger feeling spread through her again.
"Wait I got it, you're scared of Pythor still?"
She looked down. The way he said it made her feel like a coward all over again.
"Don't worry really he can't get you here," He ran his hand through his hair making her wonder how it would shine under the sunlight. "I promise, and if you go to sleep I'll teach you a thing or two about self defense tomorrow"
Really? Her hands asked before she could stop herself.
"Again I don't understand sign language but if you're asking 'Really' then yes"
Naomi stood up, a smile lighting up her young features. With one last look at Lloyd, Lloyd Lloyd Lloyd she loved how it sounded in her mind, She went back into her room. This time when she laid down she wasn't scared. Her brother was here, and he'd protect her besides there was no way the ugly snake could've followed her all the way here. Also Lloyd would defend her if she was in was in trouble, she was somehow sure of that.
A smile spread across her lips again.
Lloyd.
...
Pythor chuckled as he watched that pesky little Lloyd walked back into the ship. He'd promised the little girl that she'd be safe.
Please He thought I always get what I want.
And what he wanted now was the purple eyed child.
And that's exactly what he was going to get.