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Date: 2014-07-13 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecatisacritic.livejournal.com
A/N: Apparently, Malina had a whole sequence in her about this whole "Alik works too much" topic.



Sometimes Alik truly was a robot, Malina thought, forcing herself to hang up the phone instead of throwing it. She didn't know what he had said to their landlord to get that reaction from him, but if they weren't careful, they would find themselves homeless. She knew they would find somewhere else, they would manage. They always did. Alik saw to it that they did. He would work extra hours—though where they were in the actual day, she did not know because he already worked most of the day. He shouldn't have had time to insult their landlord.

She sighed. Alik had never had much use fools, and for him, most people were fools. He did not bother with social niceties, didn't care to understand people because most never bothered to try and understand him. He had been labeled unnatural when he was a child, and she knew that even those who knew nothing of his ability still used it. She loved him, had never thought there was anything wrong with him, but she knew that calling him Robot was not far from the truth at times. He worked like a machine. He rarely showed emotions, and he did not like people.

Why wasn't he a robot?

She walked out to the front room, stopping in the doorway before she confronted Alik about what he'd said to the landlord. All her own angry words fled, her frustration evaporating when she saw her brothers and heard Alik's voice.

“...And when he found what he had been searching for, he picked it up and realized that the great, beautiful mystic stone he had been promised would solve every problem in his life, the one that would bring him wealth and prosperity, was no more than a polished rock.”

“So he wasted his entire life chasing after a rock?” Enadar asked. He snorted. “What an idiot.”

Alik smiled slightly. “He did ask for treasure from a geologist.”

Enadar laughed, though she could hear the fatigue in it. He snuggled closer to Alik. “Thanks for story, Robot.”

The cat lifted her head and hissed at him, but Enadar did not notice, already asleep. Malina smiled as she crossed the room, slipping in on Alik's other side. She led her head rest against him, closing her eyes. She had missed this. “You tell the best stories.”

He grunted. “Little brother was too tired to know the difference. He just needed to be distracted long enough to let him sleep.”

“And you knew that and you gave it to him,” she agreed. “That is part of why we need you here at home. Why we miss you. Why we love you.”

He nodded, but he said nothing, never one to repeat those words even if he felt them.

“You have to tell me why someone would ask a geologist for treasure, though.”

Alik laughed.
Edited Date: 2014-07-13 08:11 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-07-13 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecatisacritic.livejournal.com
:) Well, she has lived with years of Alik doing this, and while she has confronted him about it many times, she's never changed what he does. He always has some reason to overrule or ignore her, but even when he agrees and goes along with her, like he did at the end of the lktsaurpok one that's before this, it doesn't last. She wouldn't want to repeat that with Vred, no matter how hard she fell.

Date: 2014-07-13 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecatisacritic.livejournal.com
That's fine. I'm stalled out on them and probably shouldn't have finished the ones I did.

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