User:Nextoy/Rogue Gems/2

Morning rose in the grassy plains upon which Agate and Lapis had landed. The violet Sun was first to rise, giving the land a violet glow. Though neither of them needed to sleep, for some reason Agate enjoyed it. This confused Lapis, as she had always felt it was a waste of precious time; and yet lately things have gone so slow that Lapis had found herself out of things to do much of the time.

Being left to sit and stew wasn't something she enjoyed. It felt like she was suffocating, despite knowing opportunities were boundless in this new freedom she had.

''Freedom… '' “Morning Lapis.” Agate yawned out as she left the shelter, stretching out a bit. For a brief moment lines of iron could be seen where her veins might had been were she human, like metallic circuits running along her outstretched body.

“Morning Agate. Sleep well?” Lapis asked, looking over and gazing at her compatriot.

“Yeah… had a dream where I was riding on one of those windmills.” Agate answered, not having noticed the glazed over look in Lapis’ eyes. By the time she could, Lapis had giggled at the dream.

“Agate, aren't you a bit fixated on those?” She asked, turning to face one of the windmills. As well as some bipedal creature coming from them.

Though to a gem like herself and Agate, this man might seem indistinguishable from a human had either of them visited earth; but a human would have noticed a few oddities: bronze colored hair, an elongated skull, a larger and taller build, lanky fingers, and narrowed eyelids that hid a golden iris.

Lapis also noted that he held a knife who’s blade curved back with and to the middle of his forearm, as well as sporting a bladed half ring guard. It looked like steel, so Agate would have no issues dealing with this man, but Lapis wanted to handle this peacefully.

“Lapis, who’s that?” Agate asked, a thin layer of metal crawling up to her skin. It was an instinctive act,a defense mechanism of sorts, or so Lapis had heard.

“I don't know. Natives, most likely.” Lapis answered, stepping in front of Agate.

“Who the hell are you bunch?” The man asked. Agate was confused that she understood, but Lapis knew that Gems act as natural translators to a degree.

“Travellers. We’ll be leaving soon.” Lapis answered, an arm outspread to guard Agate.

“I doubt that. Travellers wouldn't had spent the time to make that dome of yours.” The man pointed out, stopping within arms reach of the two. “Besides, for travellers you two are travellin’ pretty light.” He pointed out, having seen no possessions among the two.

“Sir, do you own those windmills?” Agate asked, surprising both Lapis and the native.

“One of em, why?” He asked, openly suspicious of the two.

“Agate!” Lapis hissed in a whisper, unsure and uncaring of what direction the young gem was going in. Frankly, her expression showed she did nothing to hide this when she turned her head.

“You see Sir, we come from a long ways away and I’ve never seen one in person. I was wondering if I could take a look and learn about them.” Agate explained, ignoring Lapis entirely.

“Agate, what are you doing?” Lapis asked, only to be further ignored.

“Oh, you two are city folk. Your kind gets ruder every generation, campin’ out on my fields and baitin’ me to come out rather than walkin’ up to the door and askin’.” The man vented, sheathing his knife.

It was at this point that Lapis calmed down enough to take a better look at the man. As he was shirtless it was easy to see that while his muscles weren't defined, he worked too much to grow fat. Additionally he had a bronze tan along his body. Boots hid beneath coarse, blue pants that had clearly seen repeated use across is life.

“We’re… sorry. I kept telling Agate it’d be impolite of us to intrude-”

“No you-” Agate was immediately silenced by Lapis’ hand.

“We arrived late last night and I was waiting until this afternoon to ask if we could examine them.” Lapis finished as she realized that she had used the wrong hand to hold over Agate’s mouth, causing a light blush on her face. One Lapis knew to play off as embarrassment.

“Well alright, head over to my office in about an hour and we’ll see what's going on.” He told them, pointing off towards the nearest windmill before walking off.

After a moment had passed, lapis pulled her hand away and shook it off before wiping it on her dress as Agate shifted her weight onto one leg and crossed her arms.

“What did I tell you about licking my gem!?”

“What did I tell you about stuffing your gem in my face?” Agate asked in return, cocking her eyebrow. It wasn't the first time this had happened between the two, and Agate secretly hoped it wouldn't be the last. “Besides, what even is an hour on this place anyways?”

“I’ll keep track of time.” Lapis replied, glaring at Agate for the trick she had pulled. “Just learn to control yourself.”

Agate stuck her tongue out at Lapis to mock her before going back over to the shelter and lean against it. After wiggling a bit the side formed itself into a seat specifically for her.

Lapis huffed and watched the suns as she drew water from her anklet and practiced with her powers to calm down.

“Slow is smooth, smooth is fast.” She told herself as her hands glided with the stream of water she had formed sliding along the air as the floating river danced beside her.