Zada was raised as a weapon of mass destruction, manipulated by the people who killed her family when she was only 3, said people wanted her to help them kill more of her race, to completely wash them out of the world, and she was going to do that.
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I sat under the giant trees' shadow, my lips pressed into A thin line as I tried figuring out my emotions towards the couple. It had been about two week since the hunt and ever since, I couldn't get my mind off of the sickly sweet smiles they had on their faces.
Love. They loved each other and I couldn't help but be upset about it. I wasn't upset because they loved each other but because I had no one that loved me. Everytime they looked at each other with such fondness, I was always there, watching from the side.
I was supposed to be planning my way out of this dump but instead- here I was, sitting under A fucking glow stick that was supposed to be A tree, sulking because I was A lonely bitch.
I heard my name be called from behind me which hadme look.
"ZADA!" Tiki was running towards me, A smile on her face. There seemed to be A boy walking after her, well, when he was until he saw me.
My ears twitched as I heard the boy that looked around 8 speak, "Tiki, I don't think we should be here." The girl I was oh so fond of stopped and stared at the boy with A face that basically said, "And when did I ever say I cared?"
"'Nok', I don't think you understand Zada correctly, she's not what the elders say she is." I felt my heart warm at the girls thoughtful words, "Shes A strong woman that deserves respect." With those final words, the young girl marched her way towards me.
"Zada." She sat next to me, her pupils blown wide as if she'd just seen the stars for the first time in her life.
"Hi Tiki, you look absolutely gorgeous today." I ruffled her shoulder length black hair.
"Thank you Momma-" she stopped for A second, her shoulders tight, "Sorry."
I looked down at her with A smile I could fight against, "If you want to call me mom, you can, Tiki." I wanted to tell her not to get attached but how could I say that to A child?
"Oooo wait, tonight theres going to be A festival and I want you to take me since kids aren't aloud unless supervised." The girl started to ramble A bit which made me smile.
"Yes, Tiki, I will take you to the party but only ifyou be on your best behavior." Within the weeks of knowing Tiki, I've come to realize how energetic the girl can be. And if playing tag and tripping over an adult doesn't say anything, I don't know what does.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The girl started jumping up and down while holding onto my arm, "C'mon! We have to get ready right now, the party starts at sundown!" so I may or not be an influence on what the girl says at times but we can ignore that.
We made our way to A tent that was very much personalized with the young girls needs and wants. There was even A little bow displayed on the wall.
"Welcome to my home of operation!" I smiled at the girls enthusiasm, "I already picked out your outfit in that way, we could match." Pink was the pase color of the coth while white seemed to spiral up to A brown neck piece and rope down to the loin cloth as well with beads hanging from both ends.
"Here, put this on." I looked at the cloths in my hand, not knowing if I should just change or go somewhere else to do so.
"Where do I go to change?" She looked up at me before shrugging.
"In here, there are too many men around here." From what I knew, the men of this clan were respectful so it was probably the care she had for me as her mother figure.
I took off the brown cloth's I wore, my hair falling over my chest almost perfectly. I lifted the pink clothes up to inspect it before it went on my body.
After A few moments, I finally figured out how it went on. I looked towards the young girl who started cheesing at me.
"People ganna be like, "Who's that?" And ima be like "THATS MY MOM!" Yeah, I was definitely an influence.
I turned around to see I giant broken shared of glass that resemble A mirror, "Whered you get the glass from?"
"One of the flying machines from the war had it." I turned back to the mirror to study myself. I never really wore pink but it suited my skin tone.
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"You said you were going to match with me?" The girl nodded before running to the coener of the room to rummage through A box before bringing out something that looked similar in color to mine. It looked oddly similar to something Mo'at would wear but the color was what brought me back to what I wore. The girl wore blue and purple beads around her neck, much like the ones that hung like A loin cloth on me.
Once Tiki was changed, she sat down in front of the mirror, "Can you do my hair?" With A nod, I too sat down.
I thought for A second before getting to work. Two braids were pulled to the back of her head to connect to the hair that protects her que. White beads and feathers adorned her black hair that fell down to her shoulders.
I pat the girls arm twice to indicate I was finished to I could get up and stretch my legs.
"When does it start?" When Tiki stood up I realized just how fun sized she was. The girl barley made up up to my waist which made me think of the humans back home who would always complain about how oversized I was, even here, I stood taller than most at almost 10 feet while others would be around 8-9ft plus inches.
"It starts in about thirty minutes so we have time." I nodded my head before sitting down on the girls bed. It was surprisingly comfortable considering it was A thin matt on the floor.
"So while we wait, what do you want to talk about?"
