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David wasn’t very sure what to think. She knew that Twitch was very old – older than old, even. And she knew that, because he was so very, very old, that he would have fledglings. Or, well, one. She didn’t mind that, but she wasn’t so sure that she could wrap her mind around her lifelong childhood friend have a kid. Much less more than one. But that was precisely what was happening. Of course, David was too sensitive to confront Twitch directly about her feelings of inadequacy when it came to have such a boring life.
And the poor Marid already thought that she was cross with him. After their meeting with Elysia – her daughter from the future who was a genie from her and Twitch – David had been more withdrawn. Not from anger, but from thoughtfulness. She wasn’t a mother, she was nowhere near prepared for that sort of responsibility. David was rarely angry, and almost never with Twitch. She loved Twitch dearly, though she would have never thought that she would be in love with him. She still wasn’t, but it must happen eventually.
That was why she was curled up on a park bench, clutching her Lamp gently enough so that she didn’t accidentally summon him. They had worked out a system – David had fallen into the habit of resting her hand over the Lamp, so he didn’t come during those times. It was when she squeezed that she needed his presence, and if she put the Lamp in water, she definitely needed him. She shut her eyes, yawning.
She rolled off the bench, rubbing her eyes sleepily and walking down London. Where could she go that no one would think to look for her? She ducked inside of a bookstore, looking around cheerfully. She pulled her hat down on her wild and curly hair. “Hey,” she said, looking at the woman. “Do you have any scripts? Or books about theatre.”
Winter was having another one of her…. Interesting days. The kind where things happened to her that she didn't quite understand. Just another side effect of not having a proper caretaker when she was created. Basically all she knew about herself was that she was a ‘jinn’, a being of energy. Or that was how her master explained it to her. Although she didn't feel like there was swirling energy inside of her, it felt.. Calmer then that in a way. She mentally shrugged, she had work to do anyway.
She was working on unpacking a new shipment of books, when she heard the door to her shop open. She looked up, a little surprised that someone actually chose to come into her shop. “ I’m sure I do. Somewhere in here anyway..” She smiled lightly, walking out from behind the counter. “Right this way.” She walked down one of the many aisles, glancing at the letters indicating what genera rested in its shelves. She stopped in front of the d’s, momentarily skimming the books on the shelves at eye level. Then climbed up one of the ladders placed around the shop for this need. She reached her arm over, making the ladder lean unsurely, and grabbed a few books from the very top shelf. Then she jumped back down, handing the books over to her costumer.
“ Let me know if you need anything else.” She smiled lightly once more. Her idea of a smile anyway. She didn't really smile that much, and when she tried to it wasn't more then a slight raise of the corners of her mouth. She walked past her new costumer, pointing at a few couches a couple of feet away from her counter. “If you want you can read them over there.” Winter hopped back behind the counter, continuing to sort her new books.
David nodded and flopped over to one of the couches, reading through one of the books. Her attention slowly drifted from the pages, however. She knew all of these words – all of the dry scholarly approaches to her appreciation for theatre. She’d often claimed that she was going to be an actress when she grew up, but her parents had been skeptical of the idea. It was too flimsy of an idea to invest in, they said. Twitch said not to listen to them, but David was easily discouraged. It was a character flaw, she could recognize it in herself, but she couldn’t just change it.
What was the point of reading about these if she knew them all anyway? David put down the books. She intended to buy them anyway – reading made her feel smarter, even if she was just of bare average intelligence. She went back to the counter and pushed her lips together, feeling shy about asking the woman about so many things. She pushed a bright smile to her face and cleared her throat. “Excuse me, miss?” she said politely, her voice soft and cheerful.
“I was wondering if you had any books about Islamic mythology,” she said, putting her hands behind her back. What better way to spend her money than learning more about where her best friend came from? And… if Elysia wasn’t lying, she and Twitch would eventually… David shuddered thinking about it. And ‘her daughter’ was one. “Specifically about Jinn? Marids in particular. I’m… uh, just interested in them.” Oh yes, David. Smooth.
Winter looked up once more when the young woman came over to the counter. “Islamic mythology…?” She didn’t think she had anything on that subject. It wasn’t a popular one, so she didn’t see the reason in buying books about it for her shop. She listened to what else the woman had to say. Winter’s eyes widened slightly when she asked specifically for books on the Marids. She didn’t have any books on the Jinn’s, or she would of read them until their bindings had worn out.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have any books on the Jinn.” But she did have a little knowledge about Marids. Mostly because she was one. “ I can tell you what I do know about Marids though.” Winter’s eyes twinkled a little when she began explaining to her the Marids. What she knew of them anyway. “Marids are different from other Jinn. Their cores, for example, are made of water. Which make them very susceptible to freezing temperatures. It makes Winter a little tricky...” She smiled at her little joke before continuing. “That’s all I know sadly. Not a lot I know. But at least its something.” She leaned across the counter towards the young woman. Waiting for her next question, she loved answering peoples questions. Especially academic ones.
David’s shoulders dropped slightly as the woman mentioned that there weren’t any books. She could always try the library next, but it seemed that there was a great lack of books on the topics. Most of the subject had been written by a bunch of crazies, anyway. Well, at least the people on the Internet seemed crazy. Her expression immediately brightened as the woman told her that she knew a little bit about the subject.
“I know that much,” David interjected, brushing off the woman’s explanation about the Marids being made from water. Her Twitch had saved her life by being able to manipulate the water out of her lungs. “Are you sure that’s all you know? What about where they come from? Or why they’re water when the other Jinn are made of fire?” she inquired curiously. She reached out her hand. “I’m David Callahan, by the way.”
Winter shook David’s hand. “I’m Winter.” She frowned thoughtfully, trying to remember if she even knew why Marids were water instead of fire. To be truthful, she had never invested much time in researching her own species. She never found it interesting to say the least. She didn’t even know how she was made, let alone where they came from. She shook her head sadly. “I don’t know. I’ve never given it much thought really.”
She walked out from behind the counter to talk to David easily. “I think the library might of some books on the topic, or you could always look it up on the internet.” She knew this probably wasn’t helpful, but she didn’t know what else to do. She bit her bottom lip in thought, David said that she already knew some things on the topic..“How did you learn about the Marids?” She was curious, not only on the girls knowledge of the subject, but where she got it.
David nodded and sighed. Here she was – the owner of the first ever Marid and she couldn’t even answer simple questions. She knew she could always ask Twitch about his species and get some answers that way, but David had always prided herself on her independence and her un-reliance (was that a word?) to her Djinn. And… well, she wanted to impress him by knowing more than he’d told her. “That’s alright,” she said, smiling as Winter came out from behind the counter.
The library… she’d expected as much, anyway. She’d scoured the Internet for information already – even the whackos. “Um… my friend. He’s pretty into the Jinn. They were in a video game, or something.” She was a terrible liar, but it sounded… sort of… plausible enough. “And he liked the Marids the best. And I kind of wanted to impress him by knowing a lot of things without asking him.” And I’m going to be the mother to a half-Marid, half-human in the next few years, and have I mentioned it’s the only Marid-human hybrid baby? Ever? Her eye twitched at the thought and her shoulders slumped a little with the pressure.
Winter looked at David with suspicion. A Jinn video game? That was the worse excuse winter had ever heard, and she had heard some pretty lame ones in her life. Winter picked up her tea that was cooling on the counter, and swirled it around thoughtfully. She really wanted to help her, she seemed like a nice girl trying to impress her... boyfriend maybe? By the way she talked about him, it seemed likely. Why else would she go through all this trouble?
She noticed David's shoulders slump, and wondered if there was something else that was causing her interest in Marids. She felt a searing pain in her hand, and suddenly dropped her mug. It shattered on the ground, leaving behind a sizzling puddle of tea. Oops. She must of been absently warming up the water particles in her tea, wouldn't be the first time. She picked up another glass that was sitting on the counter, and bent down to pick up the mess. She started picking up the pieces of glass, putting them in the empty mug. By now Winter was red in the face with embarrassment, she'd never done this in front of a stranger before. Especially one who actually knew about Marids. She picked up another glass piece, accidentally touching the puddle of tea that had formed, and making it freeze.
She glared at the frozen tea puddle, and threw down the remaining glass pieces, standing back up. She looked apologetically at David. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." For some reason Winter had to be in constant attention when around liquids, she just didn't have any control over her abilities. Made life hard when it was raining.
David raised an eyebrow as the woman dropped the tea. Well, no wondering – it looked like it was boiling and sizzling against the floor. She took a step back to avoid getting it on her toes. “Here, I’ll help,” she said, bending down to pick up the broken pieces of glass. She put the glass in the cup Winter had gotten, noticing that she was red-faced. Why should she be? It wasn’t her fault her tea was too hot. Except…
Hadn’t she been drinking it earlier without a problem? David’s eyebrows knitted together as she tried to remember if she’d seen Winter actually take a sip of it. She had certainly been holding it without a problem. She shrugged it off. She reached down to get another piece, when the puddle suddenly froze over. She pulled her hand away, and slowly looked up at the woman. She had been willing to write off the sudden heating of the tea, but she couldn’t write this off.
“Not paying attention,” she repeated. “Yeah. So, what are you, exactly?” Twitch could manipulate liquid, too, but there was no way this girl was a Marid. She couldn’t give her information about them. Unless she’d been lying and refusing to tell David, but this woman didn’t seem to be a liar.
She wiped her hands dry on shirt, before looking at David. "I'm a.. Marid." She sat on the counter, crossing her legs. "Sorry again for thee uh.. mess. i get distracted sometimes, and that happens. Still can't figure out how not to do that..." She bit her bottom lip for a second, thinking. "When i was made, I never had a.. 'caretaker'. So I'm still a little fuzzy on most of the Marid history, and what we can actually do. Of course I've read all I can, but most of its just made up, or completely wrong." She bit her bottom lip again, this time to stop her flow of words. Winter wasn't even sure if David wanted to know all of this information. Probably not, it was pretty boring.
"Anyway, I think I have some books on Israel mythology in the back. If your still interested." She put her elbows on her knees, and rested her face in her hands, staring at David.
“… really?” David inquired, crossing her arms a bit skeptically. The liquid thing would make sense, but why wouldn’t she know more about Marids if she were one? At her explanation, David’s defensive stance dropped and she frowned. “Oh, I’m sorry… I bet Twitch could help you.” At the realization that the woman wouldn’t know that name, she grinned. “That’s the person I was trying to impress. Twitch. He’s my Marid. He saved my life when I was a kid. He gave me his Lamp. And he was the very first Marid ever so he definitely knows everything. I just wanted to learn some stuff to impress him without asking, you know?”
At her offer, David tapped her lips. “I guess. Hey, about you and me go to the library together and see if we can find something about Marids?” she asked. “Then we could both learn, and I could take you to meet Twitch later. He thinks I’m at school right now, but I needed a break.”
"Wow.. He sounds impressive." Winter had never heard the name Twitch before, but it somehow it sounded familiar. She mentally shrugged, what name didn't sound familiar to her. She hopped down from the counter, grabbing her keys from the key rack next to her empty coat rack. "That sounds great. I'm done for the day, anyway." She headed towards the door, waiting for David to walk out before locking the door behind them.
She put the keys in her shorts pocket, started walking down the sidewalk towards the library. "Why did you leave school?" Winter glanced at David curiously. She kind of felt like she was helping a fugitive escape prison by not making her go back to school, but not everything in life was about reading from boring textbooks, and listening to long lectures about nothing. But that didn't mean she couldn't ask why she left.
“He is impressive,” David said in a matter-of-fact tone. It was true that all she knew was Twitch, but she was confident that even if she knew a thousand Marid, he’d be the most impressive. And besides, he was her best friend. Of course she was going to think he was the best.
At the question, David shrugged. “Well, it’s only for today. I go to school all the time, I just needed a break from it. It’s all boring – just my friends talking about their life and whining or doing dumb little pranks. It was fun at first, but I guess I just grew up and they didn’t.”
“They'll get there, some times it takes longer for others to mature.” She kicked a rock on the sidewalk, watching it bounce away. “And sometimes, its okay to act like a kid. You don't have to be grown up all the time.” She kicked another rock, this time aiming for someone walking on the other side of the street. It reached its goal, and Winter looked at the ground innocently. “Then again, who am I to speak. I have the maturity level of a nine year old.”
She used to play tricks and pranks on people all the time when she was younger. One time she froze a town called Salem's drinking water... she was almost burned at the stake the next day for being a witch. But it was still fun.
“Yeah, and sometimes people never grow up,” David grinned with a light shrug. She didn’t mind it, really, but she could only tolerate being the voice of reason for so long before she got bored of her friends. “I know it’s okay to act like a kid.” Sort of. How was she supposed to act like one, though, when she knew all that she knew? That was her problem – she knew too much now to pretend her life hadn’t been changed. She smirked when Winter told her about her maturity level.
“But it’s okay, because you’re not boring,” she said nicely, catching the rock Winter had kicked with her foot, hopping in front of her and juggling it between her feet. “My step-dad’s a footballer.”
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