Post by Comic Knight on Nov 24, 2017 23:06:59 GMT
Today a birthday party was being held for the one called Biowolf. Ludmila was stunned by all the colors and food and partying and yet it was this very awe that filled her head with the urge to flee. She’s used to enjoying the stars at night while just listening to the wind. This is too loud and has too much going to waste. She sneaks off to the roof and sits down as she looks at the night sky.
Things feeling wrong here, it’s so warm inside, so many faces smiling, so many good smells. Ludmila didn’t want to like it, she’d worked so hard to get used to the cold, the silence, even managed to shave her daily ration intake down. But as she sat in the cold shivering all she could think of is how much colder she has been before. Why is it bothering her now?
Crunch, Ludmila was up and behind one of the buildings AC units as soon as she heard the sound. The snow continued to crunch as steps got closer. Against her better instincts Ludmila fell victim to curiosity and slowly peered around the corner. Standing over her previous spot was the older woman she had seen earlier. This woman who seemed to demand the respect of everyone downstairs now stood on the roof alone, gazing at Ludmila’s seat in the snow. Her eyes followed the trail leading to her hiding spot but she quickly ducked back to cover before the old woman could see her.
She expected to hear the steps get closer and to have the woman grab her by the coat. Instead she heard a slight thump and the lighting of a match.
“I’m getting too old for birthday parties.” Confused Ludmila cursed herself as she stole another glance around the corner. The woman was sitting in the snow next to where she had been, a cigar now held between her two fingers as smoke trailed from her lips. “I can hear your teeth chattering from here.” Ludmila eyes shot open as she brought her hands to her chin to confirm this only to bite her tongue in the process. A sharp intake resounded from her as she tried not to let on what she had just done, though a quiet snort did erupt from the old woman.
“Come here.”
Ludmila stood still for a moment, her expression locked in a untrusting gaze. Slowly she began to make her way back to the stairwell taking care not to turn her back to her unwelcome host.
Inch by inch she went, never taking her eyes off the woman until finally she felt the door handle against her back. Quickly Ludmila turned around to open the door when she heard crinkling. The sound made her freeze on the spot. Daring to look over her shoulder she saw a Dalokohs chocolate bar wrapped in the old woman’s fingers.
Noticing the change in movement the woman now brought her eyes up from the bar to lock with Ludmila’s. She had a smile on her face as Ludmila swallowed hard trying not to stare at the piece of heavenly cocoa. It’s rectangular shape expertly separated into ten mouth wateringly bite-sized blocks.
No she had just eaten, she wasn’t hungry. Yet she couldn’t stop wanting it, the woman wasn’t helping either as she now held out the bar expectantly waiting for her to take it no doubt. The little girl battled with her rising appetite for a moment more before finally slumping her shoulders forward and walking towards the woman. She made sure to drag her feet though, even managed to kick a little snow on the old woman’s pants as she went.
Raising an eyebrow at that the woman promptly pulled the bar away as she grasped for it.
Ludmila was about to huff and turn away as she hated the idea of being teased, when the woman gestured her head towards the spot next to her. Ludmila’s brow found itself set a bit lower as she audibly groaned before planting her backside half a foot away as she couldn’t help but pout a little.
Why was she acting like this? It upset her that she was being so childish, yet at the same time she couldn’t stop. She wasn’t like this before, though she never sat with anyone before, at least not enough to merit remembering. Ludmila’s train of thought was interrupted as she heard the crinkling once more.
The woman had reached into the wrapper and broken the chocolate in half. Ludmila found half of the bar being offered to her.
“Too much of this stuff is bad for me.” Ludmila stared at the woman for a moment before snatching the piece from her hand as quickly as possible. She couldn’t help but raise her own brow as the woman took a long drag on her cigar, the cloud of smoke she released a monument to the hypocrisy of her statement.
Turning her thoughts to what truly mattered Ludmila began to nibble away at her chocolate wanting it make it last for as long as she could. She thought of the flavor as being the perfect balance between bitter and sweet as she could feel it begin to melt against her fingers.
As she cherished the beloved snack she could swear her contentment shined like colors in the sky. She stopped eating for a moment to do a double take, then she stood as she triple checked. There were actually lights in the sky. Long streaking bands of greens and reds and purples that seemed to dance in the air high above.
From below she thought she heard voices and she walked to the ledge to investigate. On the ground she could see the others that were present at the party downstairs. Two in particular stood out as one with ridiculous colors in his hair held what looked like a kaleidoscope aimed at the sky while a well dressed boy somehow held a ball of light behind it. Putting two and two together Ludmila frowned.
What she was looking at in the sky was an illusion. She wanted to be upset, to have the satisfaction of being right to doubt them but she couldn’t. The lights were beautiful, she could feel the corners of her mouth being drawn into smile with every second glance, she hated that she loved it. Tears began to stream down her face as her nose began to run. She didn’t deserve this, a room, warm food, all of these people, so why were they teasing her with it.
Ludmila was about to choke back a sob when she felt two arms wrap around her from behind as a warm body pressed against her back.
“It’s pointless you know.”
The old woman said her chin now resting on Ludmila’s head.
“The more you try to distance yourself from them, the more you’ll want them close.”
The words sank into her like the heat from her her body, it was only now that Ludmila noticed that she’d stopped shivering. As the embrace stretched on through the seconds Ludmila could feel even more tears spring forth, their passage leaving cold streaks in their wake. Slowly she looked up towards the woman who in turn lifted her chin to look back.
“Take it from someone who's tried.”
Things feeling wrong here, it’s so warm inside, so many faces smiling, so many good smells. Ludmila didn’t want to like it, she’d worked so hard to get used to the cold, the silence, even managed to shave her daily ration intake down. But as she sat in the cold shivering all she could think of is how much colder she has been before. Why is it bothering her now?
Crunch, Ludmila was up and behind one of the buildings AC units as soon as she heard the sound. The snow continued to crunch as steps got closer. Against her better instincts Ludmila fell victim to curiosity and slowly peered around the corner. Standing over her previous spot was the older woman she had seen earlier. This woman who seemed to demand the respect of everyone downstairs now stood on the roof alone, gazing at Ludmila’s seat in the snow. Her eyes followed the trail leading to her hiding spot but she quickly ducked back to cover before the old woman could see her.
She expected to hear the steps get closer and to have the woman grab her by the coat. Instead she heard a slight thump and the lighting of a match.
“I’m getting too old for birthday parties.” Confused Ludmila cursed herself as she stole another glance around the corner. The woman was sitting in the snow next to where she had been, a cigar now held between her two fingers as smoke trailed from her lips. “I can hear your teeth chattering from here.” Ludmila eyes shot open as she brought her hands to her chin to confirm this only to bite her tongue in the process. A sharp intake resounded from her as she tried not to let on what she had just done, though a quiet snort did erupt from the old woman.
“Come here.”
Ludmila stood still for a moment, her expression locked in a untrusting gaze. Slowly she began to make her way back to the stairwell taking care not to turn her back to her unwelcome host.
Inch by inch she went, never taking her eyes off the woman until finally she felt the door handle against her back. Quickly Ludmila turned around to open the door when she heard crinkling. The sound made her freeze on the spot. Daring to look over her shoulder she saw a Dalokohs chocolate bar wrapped in the old woman’s fingers.
Noticing the change in movement the woman now brought her eyes up from the bar to lock with Ludmila’s. She had a smile on her face as Ludmila swallowed hard trying not to stare at the piece of heavenly cocoa. It’s rectangular shape expertly separated into ten mouth wateringly bite-sized blocks.
No she had just eaten, she wasn’t hungry. Yet she couldn’t stop wanting it, the woman wasn’t helping either as she now held out the bar expectantly waiting for her to take it no doubt. The little girl battled with her rising appetite for a moment more before finally slumping her shoulders forward and walking towards the woman. She made sure to drag her feet though, even managed to kick a little snow on the old woman’s pants as she went.
Raising an eyebrow at that the woman promptly pulled the bar away as she grasped for it.
Ludmila was about to huff and turn away as she hated the idea of being teased, when the woman gestured her head towards the spot next to her. Ludmila’s brow found itself set a bit lower as she audibly groaned before planting her backside half a foot away as she couldn’t help but pout a little.
Why was she acting like this? It upset her that she was being so childish, yet at the same time she couldn’t stop. She wasn’t like this before, though she never sat with anyone before, at least not enough to merit remembering. Ludmila’s train of thought was interrupted as she heard the crinkling once more.
The woman had reached into the wrapper and broken the chocolate in half. Ludmila found half of the bar being offered to her.
“Too much of this stuff is bad for me.” Ludmila stared at the woman for a moment before snatching the piece from her hand as quickly as possible. She couldn’t help but raise her own brow as the woman took a long drag on her cigar, the cloud of smoke she released a monument to the hypocrisy of her statement.
Turning her thoughts to what truly mattered Ludmila began to nibble away at her chocolate wanting it make it last for as long as she could. She thought of the flavor as being the perfect balance between bitter and sweet as she could feel it begin to melt against her fingers.
As she cherished the beloved snack she could swear her contentment shined like colors in the sky. She stopped eating for a moment to do a double take, then she stood as she triple checked. There were actually lights in the sky. Long streaking bands of greens and reds and purples that seemed to dance in the air high above.
From below she thought she heard voices and she walked to the ledge to investigate. On the ground she could see the others that were present at the party downstairs. Two in particular stood out as one with ridiculous colors in his hair held what looked like a kaleidoscope aimed at the sky while a well dressed boy somehow held a ball of light behind it. Putting two and two together Ludmila frowned.
What she was looking at in the sky was an illusion. She wanted to be upset, to have the satisfaction of being right to doubt them but she couldn’t. The lights were beautiful, she could feel the corners of her mouth being drawn into smile with every second glance, she hated that she loved it. Tears began to stream down her face as her nose began to run. She didn’t deserve this, a room, warm food, all of these people, so why were they teasing her with it.
Ludmila was about to choke back a sob when she felt two arms wrap around her from behind as a warm body pressed against her back.
“It’s pointless you know.”
The old woman said her chin now resting on Ludmila’s head.
“The more you try to distance yourself from them, the more you’ll want them close.”
The words sank into her like the heat from her her body, it was only now that Ludmila noticed that she’d stopped shivering. As the embrace stretched on through the seconds Ludmila could feel even more tears spring forth, their passage leaving cold streaks in their wake. Slowly she looked up towards the woman who in turn lifted her chin to look back.
“Take it from someone who's tried.”