[center][h1][I][color=aba000]Akiva Hishamie[/color] and [color=630460]Chenoa "Charlie" Bearfoot[/color][/I][/h1][/center] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/H1L47zdDyGcla/giphy.gif[/img][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/415311665932795916/415746368934772737/tumblr_orinioQaYD1r5uvbeo1_500.jpg[/img] [center][h3][u]Introductions[/u][/h3][/center] interacting with: [@papayasnmangoes] Akiva took the offered napkin, wetted it slightly, and began wiping the blood off his face. As he did he sat down next on the offered spot on the bench. "[color=aba000]Thanks I appreciate it. It was nothing serious some kids were playing around and kicked a ball into my face, so nothing serious[/color]." Chenoa raised her eyebrows a bit. "[color=662d91]I hope that they weren't aiming for your face in the first place[/color]," she joked, taking another bite of her sandwich. She crossed her legs to face him better. Akiva set his backpack down next to his right leg and sat up straight on the park bench. As he spoke he brushed his blue long sleeve jacket off. " [color=aba000]I'm sure they weren't, but you never know. Maybe small kids are trying to take out all the adults finally [/color]", Akiva said jokingly, " [color=aba000]Either way I heal quick so no worries[/color]." Akiva folded the now red, used napkin. and placed it on his right leg. He chuckled softly. " Do you...want your napkin back." Chenoa giggled lightly. "[color=662d91]No, that's fine. I think that I can managae without it[/color]." She frowned at the birds who were now hopping closer to her and begging for more food like an ill-trained dog. She tossed them some more seeds and peanuts and turned back to the man. "[color=662d91]So, uh, what is it that you're doing in a park getting bullied by kids[/color]?" she paused. "[color=662d91]Also, sorry, I don't think I caught your name[/color]." "[color=aba000]My name is Akiva. Not your average name but my parents name were huge cartoon nerd[/color]s" As Akiva outstretched his hand for a handshake he noticed how the birds were acting almost aggressive like. Why was she feeding birds who were acting like this? "[color=aba000]Whats your story stranger[/color]?" She gave the birds one last handfull and they were distracted with their food for another while. "[color=662d91]I'm Chenoa. It's a bit of an odd name too, ot's from my father's language. It means 'Dove'[/color]." She put her bag of seed away again. "[color=662d91]And I just got off work[/color]." She pointed down the street in the direction of the cafe. "[color=662d91]If you've ever been past on into Josie's Place, That's where I work[/color]." “[color=aba000]Josie’s place...Josies place...that place over there? That’s that little cafe place right? I’ve think I’ve been there once. My sister loves going there[/color].” Akiva tried to think of his and his sisters experience at the cafe but to no avail. Akiva laughed nervously. Then he reached down and pulled out a sand which from his bag. He instinctively reached for his food when he became nervous, a slightly bad habit at times. Akiva tore off a chunk of his bread off from his sandwich and threw it to the ground next to the birds. Akiva realized that was probably over feeding the birds and mentally smacked his head. Then he looked Chenoa. “ [color=aba000]How long have you worked at Josies[/color]? "[color=662d91]Only about half a year now. I came over in the summer," she said, tucking some purple hair behind her ear. "If you can't tell from the accent, I'm from Canada. But I decided to stay here with my aunt for a year or so before I decide what to do with my life. My aunt owns the restaurant. She's Josie[/color]." Chenoa smiled a bit. She was very proud of her aunt. "[color=92278f]But yeah, I live above the restaurant with her and my two cousins for the time being. I'm still not sure yet if I want to go back home, there's so much excitement here[/color]!" “[color=aba000]That’s pretty neat. Do you normally spend your time off just hanging out at parks or was I just lucky enough to meet you by chance[/color]?” Akiva again mentally smacked himself. Trying to nurse a broken bone to health was easier sometimes than talking to people. Chenoa smiled. "[color=662d91]I know it's pretty lame, but normally after I get off work, I like to come to the park for an hour or so. The crows have started to expect me here now, too, and they come sit on my windowsill if I don't come by now. Crows are smart, you know, they're very good at recognizing patterns and faces[/color]." She realized that she was getting off topic, and Akiva probably didn't care very much about birds anyway. "[color=662d91]So, I like to sit here for a while before I go do other things. And I don't have a lot of friends in this city yet so these guys keep me company.[/color]" She leaned down to pet one of the crows battling with a shelled peanut at her feet and it stopped to let her for a moment before it went back to it's pecking again. Akiva was surprised to see how easily the bird was petted. “ [color=aba000]Wow. Birds must like you a lot huh[/color]? “ Akiva stretched his arms out then stood up. He turned to face Chenoa and spoke as he picked up his bag. “ [color=aba000]I actually have some time before I have to work so would you like to hang out for a bit and walk[/color]? “ Akiva took a bite out of his Sam which and smiled. Watching Akiva get up, Chenoa smiled. "[color=662d91]Yeah, sure. I don't have anywhere to be yet either[/color]." She grabbed her messenger bag with her things like seeds and her phone and pulled it over her head as she got up. "[color=92278f]And yeah, I've always gotten along with most animals. My dad says that it's a gift[/color]," she said as she gestured to Akiva to lead the way. Akiva started walking forward, no destination in mind at all. He walked them along the sidewalk path of the park. “ [color=aba000]So have you heard the news lately? I have always like it here, but it seems like this place is getting more dangerous.[/color]” "[color=662d91]You mean with all the missing people[/color]?" she asked, "[color=92278f]It's crazy, I mean, I'm used to people going missing, There's been a string of missing Native women in Canada, but this time it's normal people. Sorry if that sounds weird, but it's just that it isn't people with a specific background, no patterns, just regualr people.[/color]" She paused as she walked beside Akiva. "[color=662d91]And there's this regular at the cafe, he hasn't shown up in a while. He always looked like he was a mess, he was so afraid of everything. But he hasn't shown up to Josie's in almost a week.[/color]" She moved her hands around as she spoke. She had a habit of speaking with her hands when she was really into something. She took her last bite of her sandwich once she finished her short bit. Akiva thought about how people going missing in his line of work almost always that means that person is dead. “ [color=aba000]I am sorry to hear that. I hope they find the guy. Have you told the police yet[/color]?” Akiva reached out towards a passing bird that was perched on a metal stand, and as he walked and reached out the bird chirped, pecked at his finger, and flew away. Chenoa started to mention that it probably wasn't her place to call the police for someone she barely knew, when Akiva reached toward a bird that pecked at him in return. "[color=662d91]Oh, damn! Are you alright[/color]?" She reached for his hand to see if it was bleeding. The bird didn't mean any harm, it was just scared. Akiva chuckled and let Chenoa reach for his finger. There was a slight stream of blood slowly dripping off where the bird had pecked but it was by all means nothing to Akiva. “ [color=aba000]Yea I’m fine. Not gonna lie I’m a little jealous birds like you. I guess I tried to pet it cause you did.” [/color]Akiva wanted to heal the little peck quickly, he wouldn’t even need a full hand, but showing his power was dangerous. “[color=aba000]I-I I’m fine, promise. I mean birds don’t transfer diseases and stuff right?.....um I’m right right[/color]?” Akiva pretended to dramatically become worried It didn't look like anything that bad, but Chenoa never got a good look at what kind of bird it was. "[color=662d91]I don't think you'll have anything to worry about unless it was a pidgeon. I didn't even notice the bird.[/color]" She let go of Akiva's hand, But was still a bit worried. "[color=662d91]You'd better keep an eye on that. You won't get rabies or anything, but you could still get an infection[/color]." Akiva put his hand in his pocket where the bloody napkin he put was. He wrapped his finger around it then willed a tiny amount of energy towards his finger. Within a second the tiny peck wound had stopped bleeding and closed but Akiva kept his hand in his pocket. “ [color=aba000]That would suck. Well I will watch out for that. I seem to be a bit accident prone today[/color].” Akiva looked ahead and continued to walk with Chenoa. “ [color=aba000]Anyways, apart from that all you said your from Canada? I’ve wanted to go there but never had the time[/color]?” "[color=662d91]Oh yeah, it's a pretty place[/color]," she said, smiling, "[color=92278f]depending on where you go though. In my opinion, you want to avoid every city except Vancouver, and visit everywhere in British Columbia. BC is huge, and full of beautiful forests and lakes. And depending where you go, you can find all sorts of different cultures all over the country[/color]." Again, she was talking with her hands, and she was looking out ahead of her at nothing at all, just picturing the lakes in Saskatchewan. She looked over to him and said, "[color=662d91]You definetly should go there for a bit if you ever get the chance." She paused. "And what about you? Are you from here, or were you raised somewhere else[/color]?" “[color=aba000]Born and raised here, but I’ve been out and about a bit. I do whatever odd jobs come my way and sometimes work will take me out of state[/color].” Akiva rubbed the back of his neck, remembering the nice part of his work. Whenever he had to leave the city he loved to take an hour or so and just admire the sights. Didn’t matter where he went or for what job it was just a thing he like to do. “ [color=aba000]Although I try not to leave here too much. Family and all that[/color]. “ "[color=662d91]Family is great[/color]," Chenoa said, nodding and smiling. "[color=662d91]What odd jobs do you do[/color]?" she asked. She put on a silly face and shook a finger at him like a mother scoldng her son for stealing cookies. "[color=662d91]Have you been drug trafficking[/color]?" She laughed and looked forward again, and burried her hands in her pockets. Akiva slipped a step and hopped in front of Chenoa. He walked backwards as he spoke to her. “ [color=aba000]Nah. Drugs are bad. More like whatever people need done, I do. Last job I was hired was for pest control. This guy had a rat problem I helped with. Tomorrow’s job is just an mail job[/color]." Akiva took his hand out of his pockets and put them over his head. “ [color=aba000]I like experiencing new things, so accepting odd jobs is the best thing to do for a guy like me[/color]." Chenoa laughed and said, "[color=662d91]So, what? You don't have a day job? You just do all sorts of odd jobs all day? I've never heard of anyone doing that before[/color]." She adjusted her shoulder bag and put her hands back in her pockets. "[color=662d91]Do people just send you requests somehow or do you find the jobs yourself? Oh! What's the weirdest job you've ever done[/color]?" She laughed and smiled wide as she asked the silly question. Akiva was about to answer with something he was sure going to be funnier in his head when his phone began ringing. Akiva pulled out his phone and looked at Chenoa. “ [color=aba000]Sorry I gotta take this. Uno mo memento por favor[/color].” Akiva smiled, then stopped walking and turned around. When he spoke he spoke softly into the phone. “[color=aba000]What.....no I’m not.....and I told you....look stop stop stop cutting me off. Fine I’ll head there now I’ll be there in two hours[/color].” Akiva hung up and pocketed his phone. Then he turned back around to Chenoa. Chenoa could see that whatever seemed to be going on was serious. Whoever was on the phone seemed anxious; at least from what she could tell from one side of the phone call. "[color=662d91]That seemed important[/color].." she said awkwardly, wondering what was going on. "[color=662d91]Is everything alright[/color]?" Akiva laughed awkwardly, trying to downplay it. “ [color=aba000]Of course not everything is fine. My employer just wants to meet a litter sooner that’s all so I actually have to cut this short. It was nice to meet you Dove and thank you for the napkin[/color].” Akiva held out his hand, accidentally the one that was suppose to have had the pecking bruise but he healed. "[color=662d91]Oh, look at that, the bleeding stopped[/color]!" CHenoa was happy that her new friend was okay, but his hand looked as if nothing had ever happened. She shook it off, maybe she needed glasses or something. But she was still curious. She shook it, hoping she didn't look to suspicious of Akiva. "[color=92278f]Would you like me to walk with you to meet your employer? I don't have much to do today anyway[/color]." She was wondering what odd job it was that he was doing today. His source of income was interesting to her. Akiva began slowly walking away, hands up apologetically. “ [color=aba000]No no it’s fine. Thanks again[/color].” Akiva turned around and began walking away, walking at a fast pace. He needed to catch the next bus at the bus stop right next to the park, and luckily a bus had pulled up moments ago. Akiva had pulled away so quickly, anxious to get to wherever it was that he was going. Chenoa was a bit confused at how quickly he had left. She thought that they were getting along so well; this must have been important. Of course, Chenoa, being the nuisance that she was, had to follow him. She let him get ahead of her as she feigned a good-bye, then matched his pace from several feet behind as he traced his steps back to the park. He just caught a bus going up to Mission Hills. There was no way that she was getting on that bus without him noticing. SHe ran to the nearest bush that was large enough to hide her whole body in and stripped down. She planned on shifting into a bird to follow, but that meant that she was going to have to keep following in the form of an animal if she didn't want anyone seeing her in the nude. She stuffed her clothes into her bag and shifted into a pigeon. The bus had already left by the time she got out of the bush, but it wasn't too far ahead and she easily caught up to it while flying above it.