"Hiya," said Alex, setting her tray down and doing her best to appear friendly. Anka looked up, surprised, setting the apple in his hand back on the table. Alex refrained from making a comment about it, and instead said, "Do you mind if we sit with you?"
"Oh, no," he said, gesturing at the table. "Go right ahead." The girls took their seats around the boy. He looked at them curiously for a while before clearing his throat and scratching his cheek. "Is there possibly... something you need from me?"
"Oh, no, we just - " Skye began, her cheeks flushing, while Roxie deadpanned, "We wanna know more about animorphagi."
Everyone looked at her for a second, silent, and she frowned.
"Well we do! I ain't gonna beat around the bush, we don't have time for that shit," she exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. Her wings flared up a bit.
"You have a deadline?" said Anka, quirking his eyebrow in amusement. "For finding out about animorphs?"
"Something like that," said Alex, waving her hand and leaning closer to him. "You gonna tell us?"
"Sure, I guess," he said, leaning away. "It's not like it's a secret or anything. What do you want to know?"
The girls hesitated, trading looks. They wanted to know so much, they wanted to know everything, but now that the opportunity had arrived they were drawing a blank. Alex opened her mouth but then closed it again. The silence stretched on for a minute as Anka waited patiently.
"What's it feel like when you change?" said Olivia suddenly. Anka looked up from the apple he had been turning around in his hands, and let out a thoughtful hum.
"It's not something I really think about, it's just... natural, I guess," he said. "My skin does tickle a bit when the feathers form though." He paused for a bit and scratched his cheek again. "Sorry, that's probably not a good answer... The sensation is really hard to explain."
"What color feathers do you have?" asked Alex, and Skye jabbed her in the side with her tail. Anka seemed to miss it, luckily.
"White," he said easily, twirling a few of his white strands of hair between his fingers. "They used to be kinda light yellow though, until a few years back."
Alex looked pointedly at Skye, who looked away. It still proved nothing.
"How does it work?" she said instead. Anka frowned, not understanding the question. "I mean, the animal which you become... is it somehow passed down from your parents, or is it completely individual?"
Anka rolled the apple between his palms, looking down at the table. He looked... conflicted.
"It's... mostly genetic," he said finally. "At least the type of animal is, I think. I don't really know animorphs outside my family and they're all birds as well. Majestic birds." He looked a bit wistful on the last statement and another silence fell over the group.
"Can you show us your animal form?" Olivia asked with a smile, unable, or perhaps unwilling, to read the tension in the air. Anka's gaze snapped up, his eyes wide and a blush on his cheeks. Olivia just smiled sweetly and tilted her head.
"I don't - I mean, it's - I just - " he tried, unable to form a full sentence.
"Oh, no, don't worry about it!" Skye hurried to supply. "You don't have to if you don't want, it's not a big deal! Livie, please," she hissed as Olivia who shrugged and sipped her drink. Anka was looking down at his hands, still toying with the apple, and his face was very clearly flushed.
"Do you have some kind of powers?" asked Roxie, deciding that it was about time someone asked what they all came here to find out.
"I... Powers?" Anka asked, looking up at the tall girl. "What kind of powers?"
"I read that the first animorphs got their power from becoming one with nature," Skye explained, her tail slapping Olivia on the forehead. She let out a small yelp and pouted. "We were wondering if that meant that you have some kind of cool nature related powers or something."
"Oh. Sorry, I don't think I do," said Anka. "I don't even know if the whole 'one with nature' thing is actually true or not. It could just be a really old folk tale that really doesn't have anything to do with reality. The only 'power' I have is being able to switch between an animal form and this one."
Alex looked disappointed. Roxie tisked. Skye had a hand on her cheek as she frowned while Olivia was rubbing her forehead on her upper arm, now completely uninterested in the conversation at hand. Anka scratched his cheek and looked away.
"Sorry I haven't been much use," he said quietly. "Honestly I don't know a lot about animorphs myself, the history or the lore... It's just something I don't really think about that much, I guess."
"No, it's alright," said Skye, the only one who remembered to stay polite no mater what. "It's been nice to talk to you. We'll let you finish your lunch before the next class starts. Girls?"
She stood up and the others followed. No one looked at Anka, except Skye who gave him a smile and a wave as they left the table.
"Well that was a colossal waste of time," declared Alex not very quietly as they walked across the cafeteria floor.
"It was your idea," said Roxie and Alex glared at her from the corner of her eye.
Behind them at the table Anka leaned his chin on his hand as he watched them leave and took a bite of his apple.
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I... don't know what's happening. I also don't really know how animorphs work hahahahahaha....... anywayyyy.
Also please stop whining about this. Your constant unwillingness to do this is really taxing my own motivation and I really want to write this story! I think it could be interesting if we just keep at it. We can do this!! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑
In other news, since I now have a google account, I've taken the liberty of adding us as separate authors to this blog. So from now on you don't have to sign out and then back in when you want to write a post. Also anyone can see who wrote what post. How convenient!
Your topic for Friday is "Word".
Pie out.
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