Cire

[Lily of the Night]

(Pronouned Kai-erh)

.... I NEED A PLOT!!! -collapses-

I gots a name... I can work with a name... right? -meekly-

[Lily of the Night]

Do you think that one thing could overcome all? It doesn't even matter what that one thing is. Most people would vote love. But love for who? For your partner? For your mother? For yourself? You'd need to have a good reason. Maybe it's love for your mother to overcome some disease. But do you think your love could stop her from dying? All people die. Right? So doesn't that mean that you'll just be torn down eventually?

But what if I told you I'd found something; that one thing. That could overcome all? Yeah, that's right. I found it. And its name is Shambler.

[Lily of the Night]

Cire looked up to Goro. "What'dya mean?" she asked him. Goro ruffled her short hair. "We're just going to the local pool, gal. Come on, up." And with that he took her hands to help her off the alley's cement floor. She shifted her weight to her tennis-shoed feet and kicked an empty can in the process. "This place is a trash heap," she grumbled, trying not to look Goro in the eye.
"Aw, quit complainin`," he scolded her. "Now, you got a bathing suit to make yourself decent?" he asked. She turned her head quickly to the side; too quickly. "Oh, might that be why you don't wanna come?" She kept her head stubbornly down. "Alright, let's go find yah one, then." She jumped. "What!?"
But he was already leading her away, down the winding streets. "Goro, no, just leave me in the coop. I'll be fine," she was begging him, turning bright red at not only the fact that she had no bathing suit, but also at how easily he could just drag her along.

[Lily of the Night]

"Once a member of a gang, yah gotta make sacrifices for the gang," he told her. "Alright, here we go." She was pulled into a store (much like the salvation army that we have today) and went straight to the bathing suit aisle. "Goro, no, it's fine. We got the gang to worry about," she pleaded as he pulled out a faded one-piece. "Exactly. We're a team, so we don't go one place without everyone if we can help it. How's this one?" he said, holding it up. Cire eyed it with disgust. "No? I thought not. Howsa bout this one?" and he held up a yellow one with ribbons. She glared at him. "Naw, not gonna work. Oh, come on, Cire!" He threw down the bathing suit he had picked up. "Just help me find one. It's a measly 25c. I think the gang'll survive."
Cire gave an exasperated sigh. It wasn't really that she didn't want to make "sacrifices" for the gang. She could swim just fine. She even knew the 25c wouldn't do much. It was more that she wondered if the gang really needed her along for the local pool. Oh yeah. Definitly a dangerous mission. A fact that she had no problem pointing out to Goro. "Aw, come on," he whined, "we all need a bit of fun sometimes." SO she dove back down into the pile of swim apparel.
"Aha!" Goro exclaimed after a long while of rummaging through less-than-satisfactory suits. "How's this?" Cire glanced up from the pile to see him hold up a bikini. She blanched. "Goro!" she whined, going bright red. Again. "Cire, just try it on, already," he said, propelling her towards the scanty dressing rooms. "What make you think I like that," she asked with vile. "The fact that you haven't turned it down yet. Now get."
Quickly she slammed the door shut behind her and pulled it on. Well, at least it fit in all the right places. Aw, who was she kidding. There were only two places where it could fit. That's what she didn't like about two-pieces. Quietly she slid the lock out of place and cracked the door. She could just glance Goro, leaning against one of the pillars of the building. She crept out, keeping her head down, wondering why she really needed to show him. Of course, if they bought it he'd be seeing her in it this afternoon anyways.
When he didn't notice her, she coughed a little. Hearing her Goro turned around. And his jaw dropped. He just stared at her for a bit (and knowing him, probably starting at the wrong places, too) but she stomped her foot at him to get his attention back. Well, back to her face. "So?" she asked and he started laughing. Laughing! She couldn't believe it. Was that why he'd been staring at her like that? Because it was funny? This was absolutely outragous!
"Fine," she spat at him. "I can tell it doesn't look right. We'll just hafta find another one!" She turned to march back into the changing room and get the goddamned thing off her but Goro caught her wrist. "No, Cire, it's fine. We'll buy it, okay?"

[Lily of the Night]

"Buy something so... so... laughable?" she asked, disgusted. Goro wiped at his eye, and tried to hide the grin on his face. "I'm sorry, Cire. I'm only laughing because, well, it's just so easy to forget you're a girl, yah know?" Cire gave him a questioning glance. She could tell he was trying to make her feel better, but she wasn't sure if she quite liked that compliment. Could it even be considered a compliment? "It's just, yah know, you have that short hair. And mostly hang around with us guys. I just forget sometimes. You're such a part of the gang."

[Lily of the Night]

Oh. Now that was a compliment. "Thanks," she muttered and scurried off to the stall to get out of the suit. When she come back it was to see Goro chatting with the cashier. She'd bet anything there was some pretty heavy flirting going on his side of the conversation. That's just how Goro was. It was crazy, but Cire was used to him. Besides she almost never had to put up with it herself. Always a plus.
"Here," she called to him and flung the suit into his waiting arms. He handed the cashier a coin and the two of them strolled out of the store together. Cire was feeling much better after getting the whole ordeal over with. "Alright," Goro told her, "go get changed in that bathroom."
She gaped at him. "What?" He threw her an agitated glance before going back to scanning the street (something she couldn't figure out why he was doing). "We're going now," he explained, "so hurry up and get dressed already." She stood gaped at him. "So where're your trunks?" she asked him. He smirked and tugged his shorts down to reveal a bit of his swimming trunks. "Satisfied? Now go get changed."
Cire stalked to the public bathroom with a grunt in Goro's general direction. He thought he had so much power or something. He was only the gang's treasurer. It wasn't even an official position. Yet he was ordering ehr around like she was ... she didn't even have a good word to describe it! WEll, a bit like an older brother maybe. Never having one (or any siblings for that matter) she really couldn't say.
She got the suit on and pulled up her pair of jean shorts. She was going to pull on the tee she had just taken off then decided it was hot enough out for her to just walk around in her swimsuit. So she stuffed it back in the bag that the lady at the cash register had given them and walked back out to meet Goro. He blinked at her once then turned down the street. "Come on," he called, "I bet the gang's already waiting." And she scurried after him.
They walked through the gates after Goro dropped a few pretty pennies into the gatekeeper's hand. "Oh," he said, "I see `em. There. Do you?" He pointed them out for Cire (as if she herself hadn't already spotted them) and waved over to them. SHouts rose to meet them as they strode over to their group. And then they all fell silent. Cire couldn't figure it out. Until she realized it was because they'd seen her. And, goddamnit, they were all staring at the same places Goro had. She knew it! She knew it was laughable! Even the girls of the gang were staring.

[Lily of the Night]

Okay, Okay. So she always hung out with the guys. Like never-left-their-side hung out. Hell, she would sleep in the guys' room if she were permitted. She had no interest in them that way. To her tey were just the guys. Plain and simple.
"You don't have to stare," she informed them as she slipped out of her jeans. Mikael, gaping at her from the water below, finally broke their silence. "Cire. You never told us you were a chick." As if that explained it all or something. Cire gaped right back. "Of course I'm a girl!" she practically shouted at him. Normally someone would have snickered, but at the moment even Vore was silent. "Well, yeah," Mikael finally spluttered, "But you never said you were h--"

[Lily of the Night]

"Aw, just stuff it, "Tere told him, splashing him a bit. "You just look cute, girl," she assure Cire. But Cire had gone bright red for the third time. TEchnically Mikale had been the only one to say it (of course she knew what he'd been about to say. She may not like guys but she wasn't oblivious). So technically there was no proof that all the rest of them felt the same. Right? And of all the reasons she could have been thinking this, the main thing on her mind was making sure this "chick-status" didn't keep her from hanging with the guys.
Cire glanced over at Goro. but he just had that smug look on his face like he'd uncovered some great, uncut jewel. Which, she felt for some reason, he probably thought he had. Although to what avail she had no idea. And then he was behind her, pushing her into the pool. She landed with a splash between Vore and Thalb (their leader) and the choas of the pool enveloped them all over again.
"Chicken-battle!" someone called out and the fad took over their little group. Soon the calls arose, everyone chanting along. The kids scrambled around for partners, trying to get a good team together. Out of the corner of her eye Cire saw Vore coming towards her, a fact that took her aback. But Tere got to her first. Tere was second oldest of the ladies (as the girls preferred to be called). It was a well known-fact that her full name was Teresa, a name she hated enough as to shorten it to Tere. "I'll partner with you," she told Cire, speaking swiftly yet with her charactaristic haughty grace. This took Cire by even more surprise.