Milliways Bar: for Edward

[mahdokht]

So, there is this wacky bar-shaped place and Josh approves of it. Really, she does. It's shiny and sparkly and the randomness of the ins and outs and how-about-thats delight her. But, the trickster is also bored and so she's at the Observation Window, playing with her curly straw and looking, well.

Bored.

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[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"You speak as if your present is wonderful. It wasn't, trust me."

[themidnightson]

Edward wasn't about to defend Forks, Washington as a wonderful place. It was a two year waste of time. In high school. Again. Monotony and boredom and little trite minds living little trite lives toward little trite deaths.

His lips curled, "Which is why the world picked me out and brought me here."

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"Or the Landlord, or fate, or chance, or something other twisting you'll never know..."

A quick shrug.

"People tend to imagine golden ages, and really they weren't at all."

[themidnightson]

"Just life being lived how it could be at the time," Edward agreed, evenly.

He'd seen enough of that even in hundred years. And in hundreds more through the nearness of his family, Jasper and Carlisle especially.

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"Exactly."

Beat.

"Sure you don't want to come outside?"

[themidnightson]

"Not just yet."

He seemed amused at his own joke, having turned back to looking at people.

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"And there other kinds of vampire, too", but although she speaks, her voice is a whisper, pitched only to him.

[themidnightson]

Edward, usually on the other side of this kind of exchange, snarled almost silently in response.

To the game and the comment.


"And what are you?"

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"Trickster. Like a fairy." She shrugs. "What else would call someone who is the child of gods, and yet not one herself?"

[themidnightson]

Edward was picturing something with a fox tail and fairy wings. Reflexively. At her. On purpose. Even as he looked from her back to the room not sighing.

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Not bad. Fox-red tail, butterfly wings hued with all the colours of autumn...

She (appears to) swish her tail, open and shut her wings.

"Exactly."

[themidnightson]

Edward was amused by it working, even if it didn't change the expression on his face. Decades spent listening and not being heard was on one hand very annoyed and on the other hand amusing.

"And your parents are gods?"

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

"Mama is, and Dad was."