Food of the GODS (open)

[Sidra]

It was a bright and shiny morning. Saturday to be correct, the air was nice and the summer had made Sidra have a hankering for what she considered the food of the gods.
A big heaping cup of black coffee and lovely pile of polish kolachies.

"Ohsweetmotherofdeliciousness" yes, one word, as she bit down in to the small sweet bread bun with sausage and cheese. It was absolute heaven. She let out a sigh, and her eyes rolled back in to her head, her taste buds danced with joy and her stomach thanked her.

Despite actually coming from Islamic and Jewish immigrants.Though they allways say not to, Pork and Beef, she did eat..she wasn't as kosher as her great grand parents from Russia and Syria. Her grandmother told her stories. Arabic stories of Aladdin, Ali Baba, and Sindbad, as well as the Russian stories from her grandfather's side. But the south (and the polish), that's where the Kolachies came from, little bits of heaven.

Sidra had a big grin on her face as her legs kicked. She was too short for the chair and looked a lot like a little kid eating doughnuts in an oversize jacket. She happily hummed a small tune, her cheeks full from the buns. As she chewed her food she looked around at the blue sky, she could easily see the stars

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra looked up at him, new possibly, or possibly just another person she had yet to meet. She gave a grin at his lolly pop, thinking it was too early for sweets, but that was never her call. She could feel the meat pastries squished up in her cheeks as she chewed it down. Sidra just stared at him for a moment before binding over and rummaging through an over-sized leather satchel. She said something,"Morhnang" but it couldn't be made out due to the over amount of food in her mouth.

The small person gave a couple of frustrated grunting noises as she pulled out a gray and red knitted button down sweater and handed it to the boy. She said something else but that was also probably inaudible. She tried to give a grin, but it looked more like a wide faced frog with puffed out cheeks.

Sidra gave large nod, almost shaking her whole body and pointed to the seat in front of her. It took a few more moments of chewing down the food before she actually swallowed. She was sure she looked like a spazz but that was completely in her nature. "Yes!" she finally managed to answer his question. Her voice was small, and slightly too high pitched but cherry and child-like despite her age. "Yeah, it's really crowded this morning for some reason. i guess people really want fuel"her words seemed to come out faster than her mouth could move.

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

She gave a laugh when Noel put the sweater on, he looked funny, the bottom stretched just before his hips and the arms only went three-fourths of the way down. It started with a snort but rumbled through her body, a loud laughter busted out of her. He looked funny. She didn't think he was that much bigger than her but then again she was only four feet tall.

After the bit of hysterical laughter, sidra quickly calmed down to see him holding out candy. This bit took her by surprise "Oh, thank you, can i save it for later?" she asked , a slight tilt to her head. She quickly grabbed the candy from his hand, only to further demonstrate the size of her. "Well Noel Black, I am Sidra and its lovely to meet you! you look about a few years younger than me. Are you a senior in High school right? bout seventeen?"

Sidra picked up the large mug of black coffee and took a sip. She watched him, his dark hair was messy and he looked like a normal teenager, maybe Jubil would look like him when he gets older. "how'd ya get the name Noel? Normally its a girls name, right? Well i guess it could be unisex..hmmm" she looked at him, her eyes squinting. "i ramble."



"A lot"

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra laughed when he commented about the spinnage, she never liked it but the candy would be curious. "Eewww, id get suck in my teeth" she laughed jokingly. He was like a mini candy mine, just dig in the pockets and baam. Candy. The candy reminded her of her grandfather, he always had peppermints on him. This fact made Sidra smile more.

"Yeah" Sidra piped up, giggling at the break in his voice. "I'm actually three years older than you, I'm nineteen, but my younger brother is twelve. hes a cutie, when you can get him to talk that it." She beamed with pride when she talked about her brother. He was strange shark toothed boy with a bad attitude but he tried to be a good person and that's all that mattered.

"Oh so its like the Angle, the one that came down when Jesus was born....i guess, yeah just ask your parents to make sure. I have a tenancy to make a lot of assumptions about people. " She laughed, she watched him sip his coffee and saw that he got sad.

Sidra didn't him to feel sad, she didn't want anyone to be sad. She knew that expression, the same one jubil would give when he wanted to give up on something. But Noel also had a lot of lonelyness in is face. "Its ok, who ever, or what ever it was...i know its sad now, but you will get better in time. When you make friends and people will help you. You know?" she said and then offered him a Kolachie.

"But yeah, Sidra, i was named after a lotus tree in heaven, It is the final Thing of heaven before nothing. Its a Tree of the Seventh Heaven, Sidrat Al-Muntaha, The tree of stars, and Sidra means of the Stars." she grinned "its an old Islamic name, my great grandfather was from Syria."

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra took another pastry and bit in to the soft bread. "Yeah," she said with her mouth half full. "I got a lotta different types of people in my family, Creole, Russian, Syrian, Greek aannnd Irish...i think"she said looking up at the sky with one eye and counting them on her fingers, as if she could see her entire family's linage in her head.

"So lets see, mother said that lineage was important, because each ancestor can tell you something different, for me, mom made me read a lot of like Mythological and religious text, everything really. for some reason she made me, she thought it was important, so did gran-gran" she smiled and took another bite of her food.

"Questions! OK, so why have you come to solstice?" she smiled, this was always her favorite part. She enjoyed seeing other peoples powers and people normally relaxed and built a trust bridge after the presentation was over.

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra watched him as he struggled to get the words from his throat. It was clear to her that Noel wasn't entirely ready to share this story, nor was he completely ready to let his sister go. Sidra was quiet for a long time after he stopped talking. She tried to imagine if Jubil did something like that, what she would do. If she would be able to keep on living.

Before she knew it , her eyes began to water over. She reached over and took Noel's hand. "I'm so sorry, i wasn't thinking, Everybody here has a bad story of which they come from, but yours, you clearly haven't moved from." She desprately wanted to make him feel better so she thought back, what did her grand mother do when she lost her mother and father?

Sidra stood up and walked over to him. She wraped her tiny arms around his neck and patted his head. Her cheek resting at the top. "Its ok if you wanna cry or get mad and yell, It still hurts but in time, the hurt might lessen" she said trying hard too keep her self from crying. "Im sorry, But hey, were frinds yeah? so we can go and have fun, forget all the bad in the world..." she kept patting his head as if he were a dog.

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra pulled away and then bopped the top of his head with her small palm. It was meant to be a comforting gesture. But it was more like an over zealous pat."Yeah, yeah, yeah" she said quicly giving a smile and rubbing her eyes with her free hand. "I grant wishes" she said with a grin.

It was something she knew that made everyone happy. "and you make ice riight, that's up with the whole ice man thingy." she was talking none stop now. "There's a teacher here who's a hydroketicic. You can't miss her. Shes real tall and has white hair but she look real young and pretty. Not like teenage young, but she looks damn good for being over a hunnernd." She gave a wick nod, but it it was given with the effert of her hole body.

Her grin widened and she grabbed another meat pastry and put it in her mouth. "Kolachies" was all she said then, with a full mouth as she put his on top of his head. She let out a laugh and walked back to her seat. Sitting down with a hop.

[Noel Black]

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[STYLE=font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -1px; font-size: 40px; line-height: 35px; font-style: italic; color: #9B4F8C; text-align: left; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #622D58;]BABY [/style][STYLE=text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; background-color: #FCFAFB; color: #622D58; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; border-top: 2px dashed #622D58; border-right: 2px solid #622D58; padding-right: 3px;]YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE [/style][STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 0px; border-right: 2px solid #622D58; border-bottom: solid 2px #622D58; border-left: solid 2px #622D58; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px;; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/CBnZx.png);] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; margin-top: 104px; margin-right: -104px; width: 104px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-transform: lowercase;]kiwii at btn & ote! [/style] [STYLE=padding: 8px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; width: 276px;]Noel raised an eyebrow when she petted him on the head. “Whoa, do I look like your pet dog?” He teased slightly, a grin taking over. He was glad that the mood was beginning to lighten up and he felt that a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. Wishes? He didn’t really take Sidra’s words seriously, because he wasn’t someone that believes in wishes. But deep down, he can’t help but feel that Sidra’s words were real. After all, in this academy, anything could happen. Anything. He brushed it aside though, if she could really grant wishes, it would be disastrous. No, not in a bad way. It was lovely that she was like a tiny fairy godmother but what if he was devoured by greed? What if he couldn’t control himself and started to force wishes out of her? Noel knew that he wasn’t that kind of guy, but sometimes, human evil side tends to take over even if you didn’t really want it to happen. “I’d love to meet her someday. Hydrokinetics? That sounds pretty similar to mine, except that mine is ice and hers is fluid.” Sidra movements were quick and Noel can’t help but doubt whether she was really older than him. Either way, he should stop being so easily amazed by everyone in this academy. It’s about time for him to get used to all of these surprises. “Sidra, just wondering… How did you arrive to this academy?” [/style]

[Sidra]

Sidra gave a wide grin at his comment. "I think it might be the saggy hair" she laughed. She fidgeted in her seat, the metal was a bit hard on her bum but nothing a bit of wiggling couldn't fix. She never really liked the chairs, they always made her look like a little kid. Well she always looks like a kid and couldn't complain much about it. "I mean, i have rules to the wishes, only four per person because thats all the crazy i can mannage, no forced love, no rising people from the dead ect. ect."

"Yeah kinda, she teaches....Ethics, and Fencing...and something else, but she can control all states of water..and shes supposedly over two-hundred years old or something." when he asked the question she stopped for a moment, frozen and thinking on a what to say. "Well I'm here because of my brother. He has Nightmare and Chaos powers...he was the reason why our parents are dead, as well as grandma and why a boy in his class came down with a terminal illness. Oh and he killed our dog too" she said with a nod. She didn't seem particularly upset about it, but she didn't seem entirely proud of it either. "He..can't control his powers, so after our gran died i asked our grandfather if we could come here to help him...So here we are. Actually just recently i made a deal with a vampire who has a very big interest in him too. " she gave a shrug "I just gotta give him my blood ever two weeks or so"

[Noel Black]

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[Sidra]

Sidra was already up and stretching, She gave out a grunt as she felt her spine pop in order. It felt good. "Well I'm in the mechanic club right now but all I'm good at fixing is engines." her words sounded like a goofy sigh as she bolted from her mouth.

Her feet skipped in to a beat for a second as she did a strange jig. Sidra didn't know what she was doing..."I'm not strong, im just me, and ill do anything for him no matter what, because he is a good kid and his powers are the things that cause problems." she said with a smile. "I really love that kid though, hes grown so much here" she laughed. "But yeah there is a nice place to walk, it kinda looks like a park, its nice to just sit there and be all chillaxed and what not." she said with a wink.

"Onward good sir!" she whistled as she turned on her heals and pointed to the air. She started marching away when she froze for a moment, turned back and then grabbed the plate of kolachies stuck them in a paper bag and then in to her black side satchel. "
Ok, we're goooood." she grinned.

[Noel Black]

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