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Zenith gives a somewhat sad smile. "Theta was never really a name to me." He admits. The sad smile disappears, replaced by a more genuine one. "But is now a bad time to mention I know nothing about math? And I've only recently learned how to read and write? Because I think now's the best time to mention that."
"And you're 17? Jeeze. I'm not any good with math but even I know the basics. Music. Music makes sense to me." She said as she slid her fingers along the fret board and did some fancy little riff. "Been playing a really long time. Oh, and I'm good at reading as well. Books are amazing."
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"Hard to learn what you're not taught." There's a far away look in his eyes, and he sighs. He closes his eyes. A beat passes and he opens them. He cheer on his face is more than fake- its almost plastic. "But I'm learning now!"
"Hey now you quit that. Can't go for someone who is a faker. Drop that smile, let those emotions show. It's what makes us human ya know, it's a connection. Can't be heart to heart if there are walls between the two hearts,yeah? I can teach ya how to read, and the basics of math. I don't mind." She smiled softly.
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Zenith drops the fake smile, and sighs. "I'm being taught by some friends of mine. And, uh… I'm not very good at emotions. It wasn't until recently that I was allowed to have emotions. So it- it might take me some time to get good at that. But I'm trying, at least."
"Well. It's all natural really. It's all pent up, bottled up, in the bottoms of you. That's bad. Dangerous even. It can manifest and explode, and an angry man with a weapon is never a good thing let me tell ya. So be true to yourself, if you even know what that is. And find a healthy way to let the bad emotions out. Oh. And the whole world is sexist and says Men Can't Cry. So then it turns into anger and then men do things like be destructive, and be abusive. So. It's okay to cry." She said softly, having switched to another song and played the whole thing through during this speech. "It's okay to smile, and laugh and express. No matter what the media like movies and such say. It's okay. Healthy ways other than crying would be finding like a creative outlet, like drawing or writing. Going on a walk and just venting to yourself, or maybe going to the gym and beating up a punching bag. Whatever works for you."
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Zenith gives a small laugh. "It's less about society and more about my… dad." He makes air quotes around the last word. "I- I think I was supposed to be the 'angry man with a weapon'." He glances at the katana on his back. "And- I don't know what being true to myself means. I- I don't really know myself as well as I'd like." He sighs. "But enough about me. I should be talking about this kind of stuff to a therapist or something. What about you? Anything you want to vent about? When I'm not being a dumb*ss, I'm pretty good at listening."
"Naw I'm good. Just livin' the free, sweet simple life." She shrugged, and then grabbed the katana from his back. "Ooooooh. Beautiful blade. Needs to be sharpened though." She puts it carefully back into it's holster, when a man came out of nowhere, snatched up her guitar case, and ran off with it. "HEY! COME BACK HERE!" She groaned and got up, tapping her shoes together twice. Out popped a pair of roller skate heels. "Neat trick huh? Now then." She grabbed his katana. "Gotta go kill a thief today, hey!" And she took off. "YA CMON OR WHAT, HANDSOME?!?!?" She called out.
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Zenith's eyes go wide. "Wait a minute, that- that is not a toy!" The katana is emitting a faint white glow, and the blade itself is a pure, blinding white. It also emits a magically aura that is large enough to be instantly sensed by anyone capable of sensing magic. Zenith breaks into a run, following the two. "And- and it's perfectly sharp enough, thank you!" He runs past Evelyn, snagging his katana from her on the way, and runs alongside the thief for a moment, giving him a crooked grin. Then he kicks him in the stomach, sending him into a back alley. He chases after, and the two- and after a second, three- of them are out of sight of everyone.
Zenith smiles- but it's not a friendly smile. This smile is dark, reflecting the danger in his eyes. "Now, you took something that belongs to a friend of mine. You're going to give it back now."
She rolled into the alleyway. "HEY BUGGER OFF! Filthy fucker." She shoves you aside, and kicks the guy in the side. "Jesus. Happens all the time doesn't it Jerry." She picks up the guitar case. "I keep tellin' ya, and yet you keep snatchin' it." She sighs and digs into her guitar case, and pulls out a knife. "Now. Are ya gonna stop, or am I gonna have to cut off another finger?" The man looks at you helplessly, trying to ask for forgiveness as she stood over him.
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Zenith's eyes light up. "Hey… can this guy do magic? Or anything resembling magic?" The boy looks almost psychopathic. "Because if he can, I've got just the thing. And if he can't, well, I know in some places of the world the price for stealing isn't a finger- it's a hand." He smiles sweetly at Jerry.
The mans eyes got big and wide, and looked between us two. "Naw Zenith. Leave him be. He'll be fine. Right?" The man nodded quickly. She sighed and looked at his hand, and stomped on it, breaking quite a few bones. There was definitely quite the sickening crunch. "Right." He screamed and cried.
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Zenith nods as he drops the false grin, sheathing his katana. "Next time, maybe don't take this out. It kinda- well, it's kinda powerful enough that its aura summons every man- or woman- and monster that senses magic in the area. It's kinda dangerous to unsheathe it- especially in public." He glances around warily, like he's expecting some magic being to come running around the corner.
"OH COOL! Time to just, wave that shit everywhere. Magical Magnet, that's all your katana is. I used to have a guitar katana, but I dunno where it went. Don't tell me things like that. Because now I'm gonna abuse that power until eventually either A, I have to fake my death. Again. Or B, actually die."
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Zenith blinks. "Uh, it usually summons things that are pretty powerful. I mean, the sword removes all magic from anything it so much as scratches so I'm usually not too badly injured in those fights, but like… it's still dangerous." He explains. "Please don't wave it around everywhere- too much attention can be a bad thing."
"It can also be a great thing." She roller skated out of the alleyway, and rolled along, hands in her pockets. "Pretty powerful huh?" She scratched her chin. "Ya know. I think we're gonna get along just fine Zee."
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Zenith quickly follows, not even giving the thief a second glance. "Zee?" He tilts his head. "I mean, I've been called 'Zig-Zag' and 'Zen' before, so I guess 'Zee' isn't that strange." He muses.
"Zenith is such a long name. A cool one. But a long one. So Zee works." She shrugged as she began to speed up, and zipped down a hill, laughing as people moved aside to let her speed on by. "HAHA SUCKERS oh hey a TREE!" She then crashed into it, and she sat on the ground, laughing. The guitar case, had actually gone back to where she had left her guitar, packed itself up, and now was racing towards Evelyn. She hugged it tightly. "Good case."
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Zenith quickly runs after her. "You okay?" He doesn't question the magic items. He knows better by now- he's learned about that kinda thing the hard way.
"Mhm. Oh and this is all done with mechanics." She flipped it over, and tapped the case in a series of beats, and out popped some covers, to show some little levitator thingies underneath. "Has robotic arms. It packs itself, and it's all controlled by my phone, though if the guitar is to far away from the case it'll do it automatically."
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Zenith tilts his head. "No magic?" Huh. Well, that's surprising. Zenith frowns for a moment, but quickly brushes it off. "You sure you're okay?"
"Totally fine." She gets up, and shakes herself. "I've done stupider than this and lived to tell the tale. Broken almost every bone in my body. Ah the fun of family." She sighed and grabbed his hand a bit to get stable on her skates, and then rolls off again casually, humming a bit. "Must suck being an only child."
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Zenith gives a small laugh, following. "Ah, but I've had worse. Ever had your heart ripped out?" He gives a cheeky smile. And he's not lying. He has a lot to… thank his 'dad' for.
"Ah, this ain't a pain competition,Jade." She kissed his cheek suddenly, and rolled down another small hill, to leave him there embarrassed.
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Zenith doesn't even react to the kiss very much. He flinches a little, but that's because he was suddenly touched and he doesn't like to be touched. He quickly follows her. "Jade? I mean, I see 'Zee', but how'd you get 'Jade'?" He quietly wonders why she touched him with her mouth. Hmm… maybe its another one of those social interaction things Crystal was telling him he needed to learn.
"Jade, for your eyes. Deep, and alluring, and they always seem to have a sort of lusty glow to them." She continued to skate, when she got a phone call, while turning into a comic shop. "Hm? Oh hey Crystal. Yeah I know…okay. Yes MOM I'll be home soon. Uhuh. You do realize I live on my own, I can do things witho-ooooh okay. Yeah I'll be there. Mhm. Yup. Love ya too. Buh bye." She hung up. "That was my mom Crystal. Really nice lady."
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(We doing Zenith's friend is her mom or do they just have the same name?)
(Same name. Her mom is her adoptive mom. Her real mom is dead. More on that later)
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(Okay)
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Zenith stares at her. "Wait a minute, you're mom's name is Crystal?" His eyes go wide. He grabs his own phone and quickly dials a number. "Crystal do you have another child or fifteen you need to tell me about? What do you mean 'no'?"
