<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/>The man seemed perplexed by Alida, repeating her name as he stared at her oddly. He seemed to pause in thought and then said his own name,<span style="color: #BF0000">"Izu..."</span>He didn't seem like he was exactly happy with sharing his name, but she was. She tried the name on her own tongue and found it fun to say, repeating it to herself a few times with a sing song voice.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu! Izuuuu! Izu. Iz-u. I-" </span>he cut her off, though, to yell.<span style="color: #BF0000">"What the hell did you do?!?" </span>his voice was loud and she realized that he was angry at her. She followed his pointing finger to see it leading to the strange contraption that had scared her earlier.<br/><br/>He stood suddenly, going over to look at the pieces of the contraption. His eyes dragged up from the clock to the wall and he seemed to sputter for a moment but was unable to speak. He whirled around quickly, striding over and grabbing her ear. She let out a yelp, surprised by the action as he dragged her over to the mess, pointing at it. He was still yelling at her, and then he was in her face. Tears sprung forth from pain, confusion, and fear. She didn't understand why he was yelling at her, despite his gesturing. She was scared of him now, his face twisted in an anger she wasn't sure was from.<br/><br/>He paused in his yelling, though, as he looked at her. Something flashed in his eyes for a moment, but it was too quick for her to identify. He let go of her ear and said something as he crossed his arms. His voice was much quieter, but she could still hear the annoyance in it. Tears fell as she blinked, her hand coming up to cup her ear in effort to make it stop hurting. He left the room, leaving her standing next to the wall and broken clock.<br/><br/>A few more droplets escaped her eyes as she tried to understand what just happened. She could only assume that the contraption had meant something to him and she felt bad for throwing it. She sank to the floor and grabbed the pieces, examining them as she tried to figure out how they went together. She tried to put them together for several minutes, the sound of the pieces falling to the floor as they did not stay in place. Her tears only increase as she tried over and over again.<br/><br/>She was apologizing in her own language to the contraption any time a piece fell and hit the floor. Somehow, though, she had managed to get most of the pieces back together, though it would no longer turn on. She didn't understand it needed to be plugged in to work, but it wasn't likely it would work again--but it was at least a single piece again. She gingerly picked up the clock, shivering against the cold as her blanket had fallen from her when Izu snatched her from her seat.<br/><br/>She walked to the room he had disappeared into, seeing him laying on the rectangle. She did not move from the doorway, only hesitantly presenting the clock to Izu. She was shaking slightly from cold and fear, her eyes glistening from her tears, her cheeks still moist from crying. She apologized in her own language, though she knew he probably did not understand her. Her voice was very soft and her language sounded as if it were supposed to be sung.