Butterfly (Open Thread)

[annon]

Annon shrugged, still playing with Rana's hair. "I don't know this place so I'm not exactly in the most advantageous position to make that kind of decision... now am I?" Annon commented absently. “I can barely tell you any nice places where I live unless they have some kind of tourist or political meaning. My father wasn’t one for… outings unless they were to impress visiting dignitaries and I was… expected to follow his example. Though I do know of a tattoo parlour and a few night clubs.” Annon sighed. “A friend I made by accident showed me them.”

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

"We could go to a nightclub here if you want, mau. Or we could go to a nice little restaurant, mau." He gave him a little kiss. "We can have as many outings as you want, mau. Or we can stay home, mau. I could bring you to my home, mau, instead of staying with my mothers, mau."

[annon]

Annon sighed, leaining on his hand, gaze turning distant. "I don't know." He told Rana softly. "I was never given the choice. The only thing I know for certain is that I like reading... It was the only hobby allowed me because I could do it outside of my fathers watchful eye. The few times I did go to the nightclubs was to meet with Satchi. Satchi kept me sane." Annon smiled in remebrance of the crazy antics of his crazy friend. "And it was Satchi that suggested the tattoo."

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

"Satchi. You miss your friend, mau?" he asked softly.

[annon]

"Yes." Rana sighed softly. "I miss Satchi. Satchi is probably worried sick by now, considering I didn;t show up at our designated meeting place. Satchi was the only person who ever told me to fuck... her words, not mine, my father and do what I want with my life and even though I never took that advise, was always there to listen to me when I needed someone to complain to and get drunk with... You know..." Annon hung his head, suddenly ashamed at admitting the fact that he'd gotten drunk. "to forget things."

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

Rana nodded, stroking Annon's hair and purring to reassure him. "Do you want to go and visit her, mau? I do have my own ship, mau. But you have to promise not to run away, mau. I don't want to lose you, mau."

[annon]

Annon looked up, chewing nervously on his lip, not certain as how to respond to the offer. "Part of him, desperately wanted to go... have things be familiar once more and another part of him was absolutely and completely terrified. Terrified of having the brief vision of freedom be a dream and most certainly terrified if having his father find him.

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

"I'll keep you safe, mau." We can even... Well, kidnap your friend for a bit, mau. So that you don't have to go back to earth, mau."

[annon]

Annon's eyes grew wide and he fliched away from Rana. "No, no, nonononono." He protested. "No kidnapping. She would probably be terrified. Please don't."

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

"Ok, mau, we won't, mau." He cuddled Annon, trying to reassure him. "Do you want to visit, though, mau?"

[annon]

Annon chewed on his lip in contemplation for a long moment. "Yes... I want to visit." He admitted softly.

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

Rana smiled. "Your wish is my command, mau!"

"You're such a good little matey," Lynx teased Rana. Rana hissed at him, cuddling Annon posessively.

"I just want him happy."

[annon]

Annon sighed, leaning his head against the side of the bench they were sitting on. "You don't quite have to go that far." He stated softly. "I'm used to not having what I want."

[Rana Mau Abyssin]

"And I want to spoil you, mau. Make you used to getting your way, mau."

[annon]

Annon snorted in disbelief. "And how long is that going to last?" Annon had worked with politicians for too long to believe that there was anyone without selfish needs. He himself had selfish needs. He'd been punished for having them but it didn't change the fact that he had them. Annon once more fingered the tattoo on his back... the tattoo that symbolised his lack of utter obedience and acceptance of his fate. Fate that now chose to taunt him and mock him. He couldn’t help but feel this was some kind of trap. To the best of his knowledge life didn’t work like this... didn’t let him have choices or happiness or love... He couldn’t help but feel this was all some form of elaborate trap.