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 The group slowly moved along on their way, still arguing about where they were going and what they were going to do.  Levi had already made a b-line for the coffee shop.  Taran had expressed how he thought that coffee was kind of boring, and extended an invite to Prince to go ' find something they couldn't get on the ship'.  Aubrey was curious, and was about to ask, but then his cheeks grew warm when he thought about the kind of...  inappropriate things Taran often got into.  Part of him (a big part) wanted to go get in trouble with the two of them – they always made things fun – but part of him wanted to honor Winter's wishes and just lay low.

He watched Prince squirm around on the ground like he was having a seizure and a smile crept onto his face.  He really was nuts.  “Oh... Okay.”  Aubrey said, looking less then enthralled, “You guys have fun, then.  I'm gonna catch up to Levi.”

Just as he turned to run after the blue-haired girl, Jax appeared in the most magnificent fashion.  She started talking rapidly  and it took Aubrey several seconds to realize what she was saying.  He smiled as Viola's squirrel scurried up onto Jax's shoulder.  As he watched the little furry creature chirp angrily into the girl's ear, the thought crossed his mind that Jax was a little like a squirrel herself; energetic and talkative. 

[i]”You'll never believe what I made.”[/i]  Jax said as she caught up with the group, falling into place at Aubrey's side.  The boy raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes lighting up with curiosity.  He always loved the things she made.  She must have been pretty excited about it, cause she hadn't even bothered to clean the grease from her hands.  Jax sometimes acted like a boy, but Aubrey had always thought she was kinda pretty, especially when she had dirt and grim all over her from working on whatever machinery held her interest at the time.  Of course, he wouldn't say that, because he was afraid that she might be insulted if he pointed it out.

“What is it?”  Aubrey asked.  “It won't blow up, will it?”