Knowing one's place

[Sonnie Rain]

Looking back up, Luke noticed Katar walking around in circles. It took him a moment, but he soon realized she was looking for something to clean herself with. Getting a towel from the closet and wetting it, he walked over to her, holding out his hands, a kind smile appearing on his face. "Here, let me."

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar looked down at the rag, and the at Luke. She took the towel from him instead. She was used to cleaning herself, and not used to having people coddle her. She cleaned herself up quickly and efficiently, and let the towel dry in the bathroom. She sat back down in the chair again and made herself comfortable.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Sighing a little, he laid back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, his hood falling back. "I was only trying to be nice", he murmured softly. As he stared upward, he thought once more of his family. Had they known that he had some kind of hidden power? If so, why had tey hidden it from him? He had so many questions.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar watched Luke as he lay on the bed. He was obviously in pain. She knew what that was like. And yet, he was still so genuinely kind to her, like he was sheltering her from a storm. The way he could endure that kind of burden....... It was fascinatingly different from how she dealt with it. It peaked her curiosity greatly. How did he do it?
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Through all of this, Luke could mainly only think of one thing: his sister. She was the strange case, always was. However, he couldn't shake the fact that he just somehow knew she was still alive. Somewhere. If only he could find out where! He would rescue her! He would... He breathed softly as he realized he was fisting the sheets in desperation and anger. Closure is what he needed most. Leaning back up, Luke noticed Katar had been watching him for quite some time. She had probably seen his stress. Hoping to make light of the situation, he smiled and put on his usual charming face. "You lose something over here?", he said with a small smirk.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar shook her head. She could smell his distress. Was his past haunting him? She understood if it was. Her past used to keep her from sleeping at night. But she eventually numbed herself from the pain of memories. Now, they were just things that happened to her before now. She got up from her chair and went over to him. She began sniffing his chest and arms. She looked into his eyes with concern as if she was saying: "Are you okay?"
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Luke looked at the girl oddly as she approached him, then chuckled a bit as she began to sniff him all over. Then she had begun to stare him directly in the eyes, her own showing a sort of melancholy look to them. "What? What are you looking at like that?" It took him a few minutes to realize she was concerned about him. Sighing softly, he sat up a little more. "Look, I'm fine okay? Please stop worrying about me." It was nice and all that she was concerned for his well being, but what he needed more than anything was closure. He'd been grieving for over a week now, and bags had taken place under his eyes. He was exhausted. If only he could find something to get his mind off of everything for a while, he might lighten up for a little. Smiling a little for Katar's sake, he repeated his words again. "I'm fine alright? Trust me."

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar could tell he was faking it. The bags under his eyes were evidence of that. Nevertheless, she backed away from him. Clearly, he was in no mood to tell her about it. Her eyes, still with their concerned gaze, lingered on him fora few minutes more. Then, she went back to her chair. Despite what most people believed, Katar wasa very good listener. She just would respond after whatever she was listening to. She yawned, and stretched. It was getting dark, and running from people had made her tired. So, she curled up into a little ball on her chair, and waited for sleep to embrace her.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

After a few minutes, the girl had finally left Luke alone to think. Curling up in a chair, she quickly fell asleep. Sighing softly, he put his head in his hands, stressed as usual. He needed to get some fresh air. Looking to the girl once more, he quietly got up and left the room, returning to the rooftop. Looking around, he took a view of the entire town, an empty space where his home once was. Walking to the edge of the building, he considered for a few moments jumping off. Closing his eyes, a single tear escaped.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar listened to the boy leave. She knew that he was extremely upset inside, and that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to leave him alone. She had always been a light sleeper, so she decided that it would be better to follow him. Katar kept a good distance behind the boy as he went back out to the roof. He got up on the very edge of the roof. Was he thinking of suicide? She suddenly became angry. When the universe allows one to live, it does so for a reason. That reason is not to take the life it has spared! Katar ran out to the boy. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him away from the ledge. Her touch was gentle, but firm. She wouldn't let him waste what he was given. He had a purpose, and he couldn't see that, then she would help him.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Luke tensed a little as he felt petite arms cross over his chest. When they began to pull him back from the ledge, he sighed but didn't resist. Turning around to face Katar, he frowned a little. "Why? Why do you care?" He'd suffered horribly recently, sometimes more than others. Why couldn't he just die and end it all?

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar glared at Luke. Was he truly that stupid? She let out a sigh. Now, when in public, Katar always wore a tight-fitting long-sleeved shirt, and jeans. Only when she was alone did she ever wear anything different. At this moment, with this boy questioning her feeling toward his problems, she had a hunch that she knew how to answer him. She hesitated at first. Slowly, she pulled her sleeves up to her shoulders. On her arms were scars. Deep, horrible scars, and numerous insignias burned into her skin. She lifted her shirt to reveal her stomach, which was covered with even bigger scars and brands. She looked up at him then. Her eyes looked older and wiser than they should, and dulled from years of pain. If anyone could understand, it was Katar. If anyone could care, it was Katar.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Luke's eyes widened as he saw the seemingly unlimited amount of scars on the girl's body. His amazement was then quickly replaced by immediate sorrow. "I'm... I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I'm sorry." Wiping away the tear from before, he turned away, not able to meet her eyes.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar was unsure how to comfort him. Did he need a hug? Did he need his hand held? Did he need a tissue? She thought for a moment. Whenever she had felt like there was nothing left around her, the only thing she'd ever wanted was for someone to pet her and tell her she'd be okay. Well, she couldn't say the words, but maybe Luke would like to be petted, too? So, Katar walked up to him again, inches from his back. She stood on her tip-toes and began to gently stroke his head. To add to the calming affect, she began to softly purr as well. Hopefully, it was working.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Luke wasn't sure what to make of the situation when th girl began softly stroking his hair and purring. He wanted to tell her to stop, but it was so calming. A small smile appeared on his face, enjoying the comforting from her. It was certainly weird to him that some random stranger would care so much, but he told himself from that moment on that he wouldn't take it for granted. He would be there for Katar just as she was for him. He would protect her just as he had his sister. He owed her that much.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

A tiny smile formed on Katar's face as she saw that her method was working. Luke was beginning to relax his tensed shoulders. She could almost feel him smiling, too. It made her happy to know that she could make others feel this way, even though she had never actually felt true comfort before. Katar ended her little stroking session with a gentle hand on his shoulder. She wanted him to know that she was there for him, even if she couldn't say it.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Turning back around to face his new friend, Luke smiled and brought her into a tight hug. What compelled him to do it, he didn't know, but he did it anyway. "Thank you, Katar. Thank you." Pulling back after a few seconds, he ruffled her hair and looked back out into the street. Perhaps he had finally found a reason to continue fighting.

@[member="Katar"]

 

[Slot 21]

Katar was slightly surprised when Luke hugged her, and she shyly hugged back. When he ruffled her hair, she smiled and showed all of her glistening sharp teeth. The sun was getting lower in the sky. It would be night soon. Katar took the wrist of her new friend and walked back to the door with a bounce in her step. Her first friend. She couldn't believe it.
@[member="Luke Beleren"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

Luke smiled softly when Katar took his wrist and led him back inside. In a lot of ways, she reminded him of his little sister. Except, she wasn't as little. From the looks of things, she seemed to be about as old as he was. Looking at her, he knew that they would come to watch each other's backs in times of need, and would be there for each other. It was a nice thought. He was an orphan, he guessed she was as well. They would make the perfect pair. When they made it back to their room, he took off his new cloak, hung it up in the closet, and flopped on the lower of the two bunk beds. He was tired. "Hey Katar, you mind taking the top bunk? I'm too tired to climb right now. I'm going to sleep. See you in the morning." He yawned once, and was out.

(OOC: Skip to morning? @[member="Katar"] )

 

[Slot 21]

(OOC: Not just yet....)

It was cold as the sun set. The winds thrashed against her tiny body as her father led her deeper into the wilderness. He had told her that they were going hunting again. She had believed him for a time, but as the trekked on, she began to wonder. They had already passed their normal hunting ground. They had brought no gear. And it was getting too dark to hunt anything at all. Finally, her father stopped. He told her to come to him, and so she did. She cried out in surprise when her father pushed her to the ground. Then he turned his back, and began to walk away. "Daddy?" She said. He turned to look back at her only once. "You are not my child. You never will be." Hatred burned like fire in his eyes. He ran from her. She ran after him. "Daddy! Daddy!!" She screamed into the wind. She cried until her throat burned, she ran until her legs went numb. But it was no use. Her father was gone. And so was she......

Katar sat upright in her bunk. She was panting, and covered in cold sweat. She hadn't had that nightmare in........ She didn't know how long. She crept out of her bunk and went to the window, throwing it open. The cool night air washed over her face and into her lungs. It was then that she began to cry. It was not a loud, child-like cry. It was a silent cry, with only occasional sniffling. In fact, the only way that one would be able to tell that she was crying was the way her shoulders shook, and the way her body shuddered. Katar was confused. Why was she crying? She never cried. At least, not for many years. So, why now?
@[member="Luke Beleren"]