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Thursday 26-Apr 2007

As Chris walked towards Shahia, he thought about what he should say, and how she might respond. In his plan, he needed to be smooth and confident, and finish with impeccable timing. Now was the time. He had one chance up front to say enough that she'd know he was well-informed, and also to show her that she didn't need to be afraid.

As for how she might respond, he figured there were three possibilities. She might explode, rip into him. If she did, well, he'd wear that. Or she might fall apart, burst into tears. If she did, he'd do what he could to comfort her. Or, alternately, she might get icy, dismissive, and insulting. He'd rather not have this outcome, but he'd just wear this one too. Whatever happened, he just had to look past it, figure out how to reassure that he was dead serious about helping her.

Chris watched her as she watched him approach. As he started to come close, she put her book aside, and put her hands on the ground, as if to get up. It was a sign he'd been watching for, and he slowed and turned a little to her side, as if he was going to walk straight past her; odd how the skill of herding cattle was coming in so handy here. She didn't relax, but she didn't stand either. When he was nearly close enough, he turned back to her and quickly sat down, as close as he could without spooking her.

He looked up at her, and saw her looking directly at him, a mix of fear and steely determination in her eyes. He took a deep breath, and started.

"I have a younger sister called Bec, and there's a girl in her class named Alyssa. Alyssa's got a brother named Hassan, and a baby sister named Maria. They don't live with their mum and dad, because they died in an accident. Instead, their oldest sister looks after them, and, like I said, I think she's just absolutely amazing, a real hero. But I know that she's so lonely and afraid, because she's an illegal immigrant and she could lose them any time. So I'd like to be her friend, to help her, so she doesn't have to be so afraid and lonely.

"And I'm deeply, deeply sorry that I've joined in ragging you because you're middle-eastern."

Shahia stared at him intensely, her expression not changing at all, though Chris could see her chest heaving. For maybe half a minute neither of them said anything.

Finally, her eyes flicked downwards, and then she looked back at him, and spoke in a soft voice, "How did you find out?"

Chris thought about his answer. She should know that she couldn't keep secrets like that, that it wouldn't even help her, but he also had to reassure her, he couldn't dump too much on her at once.

"I figured it out from what you've said, and what Bec has seen, and I found an old newspaper article about your parents' accident on the Age website."

Shahia looked around them, frowning just a very little. Chris followed her eyes, checking that no one else was approaching. When he looked back, she asked, "Who else have you told?"

"My parents know; they helped me work it out, but no one else."

"Please, don't tell anyone else," Shahia implored him.

Chris held his hands up and looked her in the eye. "I won't tell anyone, I promise. I already figured that out."

"Good."

Shahia held his eye, as if she was searching for answers. "What do you want from me?" Shahia spoke quietly, but with dread, as if she was sure that Chris would want something from her, something she wouldn't like.

Chris looked at her in surprise. "Nothing. I don't want anything from you, except that you'll let me help you somehow so that you don't have to be so lonely and afraid."

Shahia gulped in relief, though her face was still. "So why do you want to help me?"

"Because it's wrong that you should be so alone. People should be helping you out, and so I'd like to."

"Why you?"

"I..." Chris stopped. Why him? Why not someone else? He shrugged. "I don't know why it's me. But it's what you said, Australia is us, it's what we make of it, and so here I am. Now that I know about you, I have to help you."

There was a pause, and they both looked at each other in silence. Once again, Shahia's chest was heaving. Chris decided to wait it out. He'd rocked her boat, he needed to deal with the consequences, and right now that meant that he'd let her take the lead. He had to admire her self control; though she was obviously upset, and Chris could only imagine how much, she still had total control over her expression.

Eventually Shahia got her breathing under control, and asked "How can I trust you?"

Chris knew the answer to this one; he'd already discussed it with his parents, and they'd pointed out how hard this was going to be.

"Right now, you can't trust me. You have so much to lose, and you've seen me do some really stupid things. So of course, you can't trust me right now. But nothing's ever mattered to me before, there's never been a reason to care." Chris paused and looked directly into Shahia's eyes. "What you are doing gives me a reason to care. I promise you that I will never put you or your family at risk."

"You're right that I can't trust you. You have no idea what I have to lose."

Chris winced, but he knew that it didn't matter, whether she was right or wrong.

"Maybe I don't. But I know enough to know that I want to help you. You don't have to do anything, but I want you to know that I will do anything you want."

"What can you do to help me?"

"Well, I know that you miss school sometimes, so maybe I could take notes for you? Or maybe I could bring lunch for you?"

Chris paled inside. That had sounded so useless. What could he do? But after last week, he knew what he had to say, and he knew that he'd regret it, but, as he'd said before that, if it wasn't real, then it wasn't real.

"I spent all last week acting as the single parent for my brother and sister, to help me understand you better. I'm not real good at it, but if it helps you, I'll come around and do whatever housework you want."

"You'll do housework for me? A boy?"

Chris nodded. "Yes, I know how to do it. And I'm going to look out for you here, too. If anyone hassles you, I'll stand up to them for you. But most of all, I'd just like to be a friend that you can talk to and rely on."

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~~Beatrice~~ She had to get something to eat first, then she’d show Julias. She’d show up and beat the undead shit out of that piece of shit, stupid shit fuck. Eat first though, definitely. She was drained and tired from shadowing the trio, and there was no way she was going to confront big bad ancillae Julias without a stomach full of blood. She’d tried feeding on some people gently lately, using the darkness and her strength to her advantage. It had worked well enough, and she’d had more...

My Little VentrueChapter 18

~~Julias~~ A taxi would not do, not for this. Perhaps it was too ridiculous, too absurd, or just too over-the-top, but Julias took great delight in the magnificent limousine they were in. Other Kindred would arrive in their usual ways, but the Prince expected a certain level of presentation for her ball, and Julias got that. There was something beautifully innocent in the mindless indulgence of expensive vice, jewelry, and wearing someone on your arm. Jack was in the limousine with him,...

My Little VentrueChapter 93

~~Natasha~~ She stood there in front of Sándor, frowning, arms folded across her chest, and chewed on the inside of her cheek. Antoinette stood beside her. A thrall was busy cleaning of the prisoner’s body; it was a human body after all, and it did things human bodies did. Pooping, peeing, all the nasty realities of trying to keep a dangerous person prisoner. The horror stories prisoners of war shared were never fun reads. “Still unresponsive,” Antoinette said, sighing. “The mark on his...

My Little VentrueChapter 116

~~Jack~~ Her. It was her. No doubt about it. As if someone popped a balloon in his face, snapping out of his memory to the present was loud and painful. That was Susanna’s childe, and Jack’s great grandsire. “In the name of peace,” Antoinette continued, “these three hunters were invited to the ball to be shown that Dolareido, my city, is not as devolved as other cities with a Kindred presence. We are better than our baser desires.” She adopted an evil smile, and looked back to the hunters....

My Little VentrueChapter 4

~~Jack~~ It only took a small nod to the bouncer for Jack to get in. Just a week ago, he wouldn’t have dared dream of it, but Invictus connections were endless – larger than just Xnomina - so now here he was, stepping into throbbing music and pulsing lights. The air smelled of sweat, body’s grinding against each other with the beat, and enough skin was exposed to make his heart race. Or at least, it would have if it still beat; the fact it didn’t never stopped unsettling him. Everything was...

My Little VentrueChapter 26

~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, guaranteed. But she was familiar with it now, knew where the good rocks for grabbing were, knew where to put her weight into a crevice to...

My Little VentrueChapter 64

~~Jack~~ Getting taken back to the real world was a curse and a blessing. Everything, everywhere, was teasing him with answers he couldn’t get to. What was the Ritual of Faces? Black Blood and the red wraiths, what did they have to do with the ritual, how were the hunters doing it, why were hunters and spirits working together, what did the red wraiths mean when they mentioned ‘who the monster speaks with ... the trail to their goal.’ Azamel? Were they talking about Azamel? If they were, how...

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