History Has its Eyes on You

“It is better that it’s buried in a book then other things that seem to be prevalent nowadays.” Once the shake was received, Raksha placed her hands within the sleeve of her coat pockets. She truly did enjoy this cool type of weather even when her wolf and even her mate for that matter didn’t. It was such a wonderful contrast to the canine’s warmth that she welcomed the sharpness of it. It numbed the pain that always lingered deep within her threatening to escape at an inch’s notice, the pain of her grief. “It’s a pleasure meeting you, Phoenix, or would you prefer Nix?” The brunette found herself shaking her head at the apology given once more. “No, don’t be. I truly am alright and it was partially my fault as well so I apologize. Did I stop you from heading somewhere?” 

Nix’s hand tucked the book under her arm, her eyes flickering about to ensure they were indeed in a public place. She couldn’t get hurt in a public place. At least that’s what one of the other kids said when she was younger.  “Which Ma’am, I answer to both.” She responded honestly. She was a bit surprised she couldn’t detect a hint of anger or annoyance, she had been trained to detect it. 

Dipper was running just a tad bit late. Which really wasn’t his fault. Except that it was. he’d over slept by just a smidge and then the water for his shower took forever to get warm and it was all just downhill from there really. So he was rushing just a bit and really wasn’t paying any attention to anything other than the fact he needed to get to class quickly.

And that’s when it hit him.

Or rather, that’s when he and another body collided and he had to bite on his tongue to keep from swearing out loud and probably offending this… Oh! A girl He’d run into a girl and then she swore and really he didn’t know what to do with this information. “N-No! It’s alright. I wasn’t paying attention either. I’m late and class is about to start and you probably don’t even care. Ha,” he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

Nix’s eyes flickered up, biting her lip and shaking her head. “N-No, shouldn’t have had my head in a book. Such an idiot move.” She tilted her head a bit. “A-Are you alright? I didn’t step on your feet or nothing did I? I’m really really sorry.” She ended up rambling, realizing it and shutting up immediately. “I-I’ll happily buy you coffee to make up for it.” She offered. 

Dares from strangers, was that what people did for fun? “Can I come up?” Deb asked, hands in pockets, trying to be casual.

Woah. And she knew how to pick locks, this girl was cool. Deb’s eyes widened a fraction but she just nodded, trying to play it cool “so, why are you up there? Hand stands on the ground just not cutting it anymore?”

Hatter was really used to the strange occurrences of this town. Chester’s constant presence had perhaps exposed him to more strange things than he otherwise would have been likely to see. Still, every once in a while, something caught him by surprise. It started with the admittedly not unwelcome sound of Beyonce blaring above his head, which led him to investigate. The result of this was an unfamiliar girl doing a handstand. On his roof. This was a story he wanted to hear.

“Hello, dear. Sorry, just curious, but what are you doing?”

“Here! Let me help you with that!” Maui called with a smile as he saw someone struggling and sprang to the stranger’s side.

Nix had climbed up two shelves of the store, trying to reach the last bottle of condtioner. They were having a sale and gotdammit, she was going to get as much as she could. She had to keep her hair silky, after all. “Oh! Oh, thank you so much.” She smiled, “It’s the...the pink one all the way in the back. I’m just to short...again.”

Raksha’s wolf could feel the anxiety that rolled of this person’s skin. She felt nervous and even without her canine the brunette could see such sentiment in the actions that were being done. The woman had taken another step back, her eyes falling to the ground. Had Raksha elicited all of this? Her wolf immediately felt protective inching a little closer to the surface of her skin wanting to curl around this stranger and comfort her. “I am alright, and it happens, books can be very distracting.” The brunette shook her head. “No, no harm was done, or any ruining for that matter, don’t worry about it.” Her voice was warmer this time dropping the icy tone that had originally been mixed into her words. “I am Raksha by the way.” She extended her hand. 

“Still, sometimes my heads to buried in one.” The woman’s hand was out and Nix wasn’t entirely sure if it was to hit her or not. She /had/ fucked up. Then she was saying her name. Oh. “Oh, I’m Phoenix. Nix.” She answered, giving her hand a relatively weak shake. She was surprised by how warm her hand was, despite the cooler weather but she couldn’t recall if the woman was coming out of one of the nearby building or not. “I’m really sorry, Ms. Raksha.”

Celia wanted a place where she could just get away from everyone. A place that wasn’t her apartment, she did enough of that in the city to last her a lifetime. But she still needed to find a place to escape. That is how she wound climbing up to the roof of one of the many buildings surrounding town. She was expecting to get to the top with no other company, but to her surprise, she saw the figure of someone else in the distance. Celia squinted her eyes trying to see what the stranger was doing when she realized she was in a handstand. She quickly walked over, worried that the girl was about to fall when she saw her turn around. “Oh, um, hello..” She replied, slowing down her pace when she realized that the girl clearly had a handle on what she was doing. “I didn’t realize anyone else would be up here. I got a little worried when I saw you in the handstand. Sorry if I scared you.” Though she didn’t seem scared at all.

Flynn, who was interrupted in minding his own business curiously watched upwards. It was the music that made him check it out, but the girl up there made him stare just a little longer. He chuckled lightly when she reacted. “What are you practicing up there?”

Deb and Flo didn’t often come across girls doing hand stands on buildings. In fact, it was a sight they had never seen before. But it was impressive, and it went on the bucket list right away. Hand stand on the roof. “Hi!” Deb waved up at the girl as she was acknowledged “how’d you manage to get up there?”