Thread: Born From the Earth (Ahren and Wingshadow)

No-ma... Yeah.. I think it suits you better. Luke smiled. Her confusion about being called an ornament was endearing in a way. She wondered if it was complimentary, but that was hard to explain. Well uh... When his mom came charging in, it was all he could do to stop the bags of food from toppling over the counter. He then watched in horror as his mother was now face to face with her new step-daughter. The range of emotions that played out before his eyes in such a short time frame was almost uncanny. Gnome... No-ma.. called Sarah 'pretty' and just like that everything seemed to have been forgiven, at least on the guest's side. Dad was a different story. No-ma was embraced by her step-mother and made the obvious comment. Mom liked her. Dad would still probably get in some sort of trouble, but that was his problem. Yeah... seems that way. Luke chuckled, rather pleased things had turned out this well. -- All things considered, things had gone well over the past month. The initial week was quite an adjustment, but Luke quickly learned that his sister a term that still sounded kind of odd to use after being without one for so long was actually rather intelligent. Once shown something, she didn't need to be shown again. She wasn't a child. In fact, Luke was surprised to learn that she was older than he was by almost 7 years, or at least that was the estimate. Seeing that he was almost 17 now, that made her an adult while he was still just a teenager. Once you looked past the fact that most every bit of technology was a new experience, she had a quiet maturity to her. A wisdom that only a being not-quite-human could have. That didn't mean she lacked a playful side. No, quite the opposite. She was turning out to be quite the prankster, though Luke wasn't one to let such things go without retaliation. It was fun to have someone around the house that had time for silly things. As more of her personality revealed itself, the more he took a liking to her. No-ma. He had come to call her that instead very quickly after she initially suggested it. It sounded more exotic and less like the garden variety gnome. A trinket which he decided to show her first hand. Clearly the purple-haired Earth spirit had no clue why such strange things were named after her, but she wasn't having any of it, flat-out refusing to call them gnomes. During the past few weekends, Luke had spent more time with No-ma than his other friends. For some reason showing her various television programs was a fascinating experience. He tried a wide variety of things, from cooking shows to sitcoms, the latter of which he would repeatedly stress did not accurately reflect how people spoke in real life, so imitating them was not a good idea. It was one of the harder concepts for her to understand. The fact that the people on the box were usually acting, even if the program was so-called 'reality' TV. But most of all he simply enjoyed talking to her. It was nice to reverse the situation every now and then Talking about her life and the things she had been taught, rather than just simply trying to assimilate her into this foreign culture. Luke wanted to understand what she was, and where she came from. He had never been much of a geography, religion or history buff, despite his father constantly trying to infuse his son with knowledge on such things. Somehow, listening to No-ma describe her experiences was a lot more fascinating. Luke had reluctantly rolled out of bed. Like No-ma, he was not a morning person either. Unfortunately he was a high school student and another day of classes beckoned. On the bright side, it was Friday, so the weekend of freedom loomed on the horizon. The brown-haired teen stumbled out of his room in a manner not unlike his sister's. When he noticed her slumber-deprived state, he couldn't help but shake his head in amusement. Feeling a bit energized by this sight, Luke jogged down the hall past No-ma, turning to ruffle her hair a bit as he went by. She may have been older than he was, but he was over a foot taller, so it was hard to resist. Morning, fuzzy. He smirked, referencing her hair in its current state of disarray.