The sound of heavy steps filled everyone’s eardrums in the silence of their collective surprise until a large tattooed boy continued his carefree swagger around the corner and into their line of sight. Under the harsh, artificial lighting of the old building, the boy’s tattoos seemed to crawl across his skin in an almost mesmerizing way, as the silver rings of piercings across his face gleamed dimly. He could have almost walked out of some Mayan or Aztec mythology book with his untamed and awe-inspiring presence. An awful smell wafted down toward them as he approached.
"The hell are ya?"
The lioness girl snapped Alice’s attention from the newcomer.
“Sup bitches. The name's Fox. Remember it. You know who our nanny is today?" Fox commanded, ignoring the lioness girl’s question.
Silence.
“Peter”, a frightened squeak piped up behind them.
Alice turns to see the small boy much closer to her and Zaiden than she had expected. The poor boy was as pale as a ghost and shaking with tangible fear in the presence of the fearsome being. His nose was wrinkled, and his delicate jaw tense in an almost animalistic mask of terror. Alice wished he wouldn’t look so fragile; she wanted to reassure him, but his gaze would not waver from the floor. She shifted her weight so that her body angled slightly, protectively, hoping to lean some comfort to him.
Alice heard the rest as if someone turned on a television in another room. The room was so large all of a sudden. She looked up to the tall boy she befriended. Even Zaiden’s mouth was tight, making his lips almost disappear.
"What the pansy is tryin to say is that the nanny's name is Peter." The lioness girl reiterated harshly. "You seem like you've been here before but I've never seen you around."
"I don't like to be around. This place bores the shit out of me. I've got better things to be doing with my time. Though I suppose there are perks. Tell Dick I'll be in the shower and not to wait up for me. I'd hate for you guys not to go on ahead because of me."
And with that the being… Fox, was it? He gave an unpleasant grin. Or was it only unpleasant because of the piercings and tattoo concealing his true features? Alice couldn’t know. Fox unceremoniously pushed past her.
A sudden movement caught her eye, so that she automatically turned.
"Oh yea. This is going to be fun." came a low sneer. Alice’s eyes darted to the small boy as Fox left for the locker rooms.
He had somehow managed to pale even more than before. But within a moment, the boy found the strength to push himself away from the wall, straightening his unusual collar and slicking back his hair. Some small color tinged his cheeks in embarrassment, though he looked faintly green.
"That dude is a dick." A female voice announced, before some amused laughter.
Alice tore her eyes from the boy to see the lioness girl carelessly striding forward. She stared a moment before following.
As Alice entered the gym, she easily spotted the ebony man standing authoritatively before them. Peter, her mind supplied. She glanced back to see Zaiden and the small boy just behind her. Silent. Somber.
“Took you long enough.” Peter’s voice asserted, but not unkindly.
Alice turned her attention back to the ebony man.
“Well, as I said before, we’re going to talk for a moment, but after that, I hope you’re ready to do some work.”