After Mouse had left Siva/Lex's room she really had no where to go. She didn't want to go back to her room. Didn't want to talk to Sammy. Had to let Salene rest. Bah. What to do
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[OOC:Continued from HEREDax didn't read the note of course, just took it from Salene and left through the front gates. The tension in that room was thick enough to cut with a knife, and he hadn't wanted to interfere. However, if he got back and that Ryan boy had hurt her in any way, Dax wouldn't take too kindly to that. No, he owed Salene his life, and he was going to protect hers until he no longer could. She'd wanted a chat with him today, and he'd sat in her office, half an hour early, but when the clock had reached 9 and no Salene had come, he'd gotten nervous, getting up to have a look around. He found her in her room and he hated to disturb her, but if she wasn't feeling well he wasn't going to sit around and do nothing, he could patrol instead, or find something useful to do
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Mouse kept following Dax unsure what he was up to. She tried to be as sneaky as possible and she knew she could be. Afterall she had followed Salene and Pride without them knowing. But if something didn't happen soon she would get VERY bored. Should she just run up and greet him? Or would that startle him too much? Or run ahead of him? Hmmmm...Where was he going?
As he went around a corner she followed, peering around the side of the building. He was obviously on a mission, but why? Was he betraying the Mallrats or something?
Dax stopped and frowned, was he in Sector 11 still? Where...was he lost? Dax turned a corner and found himself in a familiar alleyway, and he knew where he was. He continued to walk, hand on the note Salene had written, jammed in his pocket. Now, where was this apartment building? Dax looked up at the buildings surrounding him, they were all apartments, but the name of that one, what was it? Ahhh, Oak Glen, here it was. Dax walked in the front door of the building and disappeared inside, looking for apartment 231, top floor.
Mouse sighed as she watched him enter a building. So much for the sneak approach. She followed him in and up some stairs. He obviously didn't care that he was being followed. Which meant that this was no secret mission, right? But he looked determined so where was he going?
She stomped up the stairs trying to get his attention, not caring that he would see her. Atleast she would have someone to talk to. "Dax!" She called. "Wait for me!"
She began to swing her arm that he was holding the hand on. "No, I haven't. We haven't had time to do many ceremonies. I think it's like reuniting the Mallrats. Which is something we need I think. So many have returned that I don't even know!" Mouse skipped over a piece of rubble. "Our Tribe is getting so big and we're still missing some people." She shook her head.
Dax nodded knowingly, part of his brainwashing had not only taught him the layout of the Mall, but had kept him informed of former and present Mallrats, and yet there were still some he didn't know, like that Ryan guy. Why had he been left out of it? Who was he? Dax knew that Patsy, another Mallrat he didn't know, had called him Salene's husband, but if that was true, why were they fighting and why hadn't Dax learned about him? It was confusing, but he was willing to learn what he could when he could. "It sounds really nice, I would like to watch that, I hope Salene and I get to have our talk today so I can ease her fears," Dax smiled down warily and let her swing his hand around. "Your Tribe is big, is there even enough room in the Mall for more? Looks pretty full to me!"
Mouse shrugged or tried. "I don't know. I'm sure we'll find room somewhere. But just think of all the food we'll need! As long as there's someone for me to play with and I don't get yelled at alot I'm happy. Oh! And I'm learning to read! Do you read?" Mouse had a habit of asking everyone this question. "What fears would Salene have?" She suddenly asked.
Dax chuckled and shrugged, "Yeah I can read, haven't in a long time, don't get a lot of chances to find books to read anymore," he said with a shrug, he wasn't one to read books really, though he could if someone asked him to. "That is a lot of food. Does Salene always cook? Or is there someone else in the Mall I can help cook while she gets better?" Dax was going to avoid Salene's fears for now, he didn't know how much Mouse knew about Salene and the Chosen and what that meant exactly, and he didn't want to scare Mouse, as far as Dax was concerned he was done with the Chosen forever, he'd never let anyone tell him Zoot was the word again, and as long as they'd let him, he'd protect the Mallrats and their ways
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As he went around a corner she followed, peering around the side of the building. He was obviously on a mission, but why? Was he betraying the Mallrats or something?
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She stomped up the stairs trying to get his attention, not caring that he would see her. Atleast she would have someone to talk to. "Dax!" She called. "Wait for me!"
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