<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Alida had been enjoying the soft ruffling of her hair, but then Izu had pulled away from her suddenly, speaking a few words in that annoyed tone of his and tugging at the items he had forced her to wear. She fidgeted, disliking the way they felt and shot him a grumpy look. He didn't seem to notice as he continued to exam her thoughtfully.<br/><br/>It was then her stomach had decided to rumble out and while she was uncomfortable, she didn't really complain about it. The clothes were bothering her more. Izu seemed to give a sigh and dragged her to a weird room that she could only assume he often prepared meals in as he began to prepare a dish. She watched him in awe, wondering how he knew how to do such things, constantly standing right behind him and peeking over his shoulder to watch him. A few times he had scowled, but otherwise worked around her, occasionally stopping to force her to drink water, despite how she wasn't thirsty.<br/><br/>She had eventually given up on fighting him when it came to the water and just drank it any time he handed her a cup. He then sat her down and placed a plate of hot food in front of her. She shot him a beaming smile in thanks, taking a hesitant bite as she did not recognize the dish--only to find it quite delicious. Her plate was soon empty and then Izu sat in front of her rather solemnly.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Alright, Alida...time to learn some things..."</span></span>he said and Alida cocked her head to the side in response, still unaware of what Izu was saying.<br/><br/>-Time Skip-<br/><br/>Alida had learned quite a few things, but most of all she had learned just how much she hated the items Izu called "clothes." She had done her best to stay in them, but they irritated her soft, sensitive skin, and eventually they began to irritate the wound on her wing. Izu had done his damnedest to try and keep her in them, even to the point of chasing her around the apartment--but Alida was not willing to give in. Izu had given up after a while and Alida secretly celebrated her triumph.<br/><br/>Still, Izu insisted she learned, and she figured if he had given into letting her be "naked" as he said, then she could take the time to learn his language. It seemed to be very complicated, and she was very much struggling. It was complicated enough that Izu had begun drinking a similarly foul beverage that he had forced her to drink earlier in the day, but they had managed to get to a point of basic communication--which to her was a rather great victory.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">"I've had enough. We need to stop before I jump you to relieve some stress...I'm going to take a shower...Don't follow me, I can't promise I won't do things to you..."</span></span>with that, Izu had stood and headed for the waterfall room. He hadn't talked much about the room and she didn't understand much of what Izu had just said except "follow me" though she was pretty sure he hadn't meant for her to follow him, if his tone was any indication. Still, she rather liked the waterfall room, as the waterfall was very warm.<br/><br/>So, despite what Izu had said, Alida had decided to follow him. She made her way to the room, darting in like a cat that thought it was sneaky, and stood outside of the shower for a moment.<span style="color: #408000">"Alida want,"</span>she said clumsily, pointing to the shower head that was spewing steaming water. She looked at Izu with big eyes and a small pout, seeming more like a puppy than a girl.