Verc and Kai
 

The little road extended through the forest. It was a wide dirt road worn down by years and years of car travel. In the quiet of the forest a form slept under a bush. He was well hidden to just anyone that was just traveling by, hidden well by the green foliage. He hadn't been there a few minutes before. He had just appeared suddenly in a bright light. His arrival was almost soundless as well.


(Not my best start Kai. ^^;)

(s'alright it was still very good)

Ahote, a man with magnificant features rode through on what looked to be a slender black and red harley. A woman was with them, each equally beautiful, but in the same instance they shared features, they were obviously twins.

He turned back to the woman once they passed the bright light, Makawee smiled and jumped off landing on her feet anticipating to find a broken flashlight, instead she found a man "Ahote" she called "i found someone"

He nodded and lightly poked the man hopeing to wake him as calmly as he could.

Con grumbled and wiggled a little. He had a time-travel induced headache and wasn't in he mood to get up. He fumbled around for a stick and instantly began swatting at the poking hand with it. He was perfectly fine under his bush, the leaves and branches kept bugs and too much light off and out of his eyes and it just happened to be where the time warp had landed him. He rolled over to get a look at what was pestering him...and immediately bopped him lightly on the forehead with the stick.

Ahote smiled and pulled the stick away from him, like it hadnt happened before, he was used to being poked by those he was attempting to help. He disarmed the man and lightly held a hand out to him, by the way his clothes appeared to be he guessed that he wouldnt speak english, and knew latin may do it so he introduced himself in latin, he smiled while talking kind eyes, soft features but a strong and muscular body.

makawee watching merely a spectator in this situation, she knew that if she tried to help she would do the wrong thing, anger the poor man and possibly get them both killed.

Groggy and head throbbing Con looked at the man. His eyes were slightly squinted against the lights and he just looked at the man. He had heard Latin being spoken before but hardly understood any of it. He only knew the basic of the basic of that language. He scratched his head and opened his eyes all the way, a little confused by the fact the man disarmed him then spoke in a seemingly nice way. It was a little unusual for him.

He laughed and slipped the sunglasses he was wearing over the man's eyes which of course would block out the sun enough to help him see he then spoke in a simpler way hopeing he would understand this time, he only said his own name then help afterward. This should help the confused man understand that Ahote wouldnt hurt him, that he would in fact help him.

Makawee continued to watch almost afraid of what was going to happen next, the reached out to touch the man's odd looking hair but was immediately slapped away by her brother, she huffed and sat back down on the bike waiting to leave.

Con flailed and pulled off the sunglasses..then put them back on, for a second completely distracted. He then looked up and nodded slightly somewhat understanding him. He pulled off the sunglasses to look at them curious as to what they were then replaced them back on his head as the light made his headache worse.

Ahote laughed to himself watching the man being distracted by coloured glass which was made to keep the sun out of one's eyes to alieviate any pain that may be caused. He nodded then repeated the word help when pointing to the sunglasses

Makawee shrugged and decided she would see how barbaric the man truly was, she slipped a lighter out of her pocket and flicked it open to show him the fire which was immediately dancing in his face in just a few short seconds.

Con jumped back from the lighter and yelled. He had never seen such "magic" He reached toward the ground and grabbed up a stick and swatted her hand as hard as he could.

Makawee laughed and moved her hand away from him, scaring time travelers always gave her a quick laugh and the feeling of a job well done.

Ahote sighed and snatched the lighter from her clicking it closed and sliding it into his back pocket, he approached the man with a weary smile attempting to calm him with words like 'dumbass' and pointing to his sister

Con slowly sat back down and glared at her, already he was starting to not like her. He gripped the stick he held tightly beside him and looked at her brother. He jabbered on a bit in his own language trying to talk to him.

Ahote nodded having attempted to learn all languages while he was traveling through time himself. Although not cursed he did travel every so often usually after sexual gratification so, he made an attempt to keep himself 'pure'. Barely understanding the man he laughed and looked at Makawee "he doesnt like you"

"Good" She grumbled

Con looked around, now annoyed by the presence of the sunglasses he pulled them off and chucked them as far as he could across the road and into the forest. He stood up and looked around. Then his eyes met the bike and he backed away some.

Ahote smiled and waved his hands in front of his face mumbling something about 'no harm' then pointed to the bike. he didnt know the word for alright, that's when Makawee took off on the bike, making a few laps around the forest. Ahote grumbled remembering to not let her inside later into the night, to make her sleep outside in the tent.

Hearing the ike Con was instantly a few limbs up in a tree clung to the trunk for dear life. He shouted at her, and threw the stick he had wielded earlier and missed horribly.

Makawee was laughing loudly but happily having successfully scared con to the point that he was in a tree like a small child.

This angered Ahote, he looked over at her and ordered off of the bike, threatening for her to walk home, she nodded and slowed tossing him the keys. He then attempted to get Con down from the tree saying again something about how stupid and/or careless his sister was, telling him that he himself wouldnt hurt him.

Con refused to come down, only clung tighter too the tree and continued to shout angrily at the girl. He jerked slightly forward in an attempt to snag a loose broken limb from the tree and reached too far. He tumbled from the limb he stood on and fell into the bush he was hiding in when they had first found him.

Ahote gasped rushing over to him checking him for any broken bones, when he did he sighed in relief thankful he was alright, or at least appeared to be then he himself snagged a limb and smacked Makawee with it. She gasped and held her arm "fine!" she exclaimed "i'll behave"

Con got up, he staggered a bit and leaned on the tree dizzy. Thanks to the bush he was ok and had broken nothing but that didn't mean he wouldn't bruise by morning. He grumbled and glared at her poking at a small cut on his hand caused by the fall.

Ahote sighed and pulled out an anti-bacterial band aid and pushed it onto his hand hopeing he would understand once he said 'heal' and pointed to the small strip. Smiling widely he asked him if he was hungry, while waiting for an answer his own stomach growled with fierce need.

Con poked at the bandaid but didn't peel it off. He looked over that Ahote and nodded a little, hearing the mans stomach growl helped him understand what he was saying.

he rubbed his stomach and repeated 'food?' asking him if he was hungry, when he hopped on the bike his sister hopped on in front of him leaving enough space for Con to sit comfortably, Ahote knew a perfect resteraunts set in an olden time so it would hopefully comfort Con.

Con walked over but stopped in front of the bike. He didn't trust it. Lifting a small stick he prodded at the metal then at various other places of the bike. He acted as if it was going to turn around and bite him.

Ahote smiled and lightly patted the seat using the word "safe" knowing that Makawee would argue he hoped she wouldnt. She protested about him getting the bike in the first place and knew she hated riding it, but thankfully she kept her mouth shut for once.

Con walked over and climbed on. He wasn't happy about being so close to Makawee and showed that in the death glare he had been giving her ever since he went to climb on. He reluctantly dropped the stick he held knowing he wouldn't be able to hold it while on this devil contraption.