"Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels."
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie
"I need your phone kid. Bosses orders that all devices are put on the network." Milton said, looking down at the tiny blond. He didn't plan to touch her. Something about that glow of hers suggested danger. However, Lyllianne wanted the girl hooked into the private server.
He held out a clawed hand, expecting her to put it into his possession. One foot starting that impatient tapping that generally grated quickly on the nerves of any that heard it.
Altaire stared at him with those great wide blue eyes of hers and pulled a box out of a deep pocket in the cream lace dress that looked as if it had seen better days. (This was the sole reason she wore this particular outfit, because it did have a pocket.) The phone he wanted was still inside the cardboard container with shrink wrap fully intact. In other words, she hadn't opened it yet.
The Morningstar had showed up one day, two weeks ago, with a small bag that had pretty braided handles and handed it to her. "Here, my little Star. I brought you a something useful. Keep it with you at all times, and you can call me whenever you wish." Then in his usual fashion he had sauntered off with one of his many aids scrabbling for his attention.
The small wisp of a girl had looked at the bag then after him in confusion. Inside she found an assortment of items all neatly packaged in boxes. She had picked the one with the mouth speaking with lines and that was the one she stuffed into her large pocket. The rest she placed on the dressing table in her room all carefully stacked. Whatever it was, it never spoke or made noise. She didn't see it as all that helpful either.
Now, Milton was staring at her with those warped eyes through large, round glasses. Her head tilted, because they looked enormous. It was rather fascinating to the dainty girl. "You haven't even opened this kid. What's wrong with you?"
Large, ethereal blue eyes blinked with a suddenly hurt expression dancing over her celestial features. With her voice barely above a whisper she answered but only after her gaze fell, peering down at her toes, wiggling faintly in tiny slippers. "I don't know what it is sir. He handed it to me and left."
"He who?" Using a claw Milton sliced through the wrap housing the item, with another annoyed glance at the kid. Just his luck, a likely "Technophobe?. "Someone from here gave you this and didn't even tell you what it is" Who was that eh' Can't you read?" His tone was incredulous and growing in volume. "What rock did you crawl out from under" This. Is. A. Cell Phone."
She was cringing with every word and then with hands clasping to her chest, further wrinkling the folds of that dress of hers. Her pale sapphire eyes glistening, on the very verge of tears and she backed away from him. "The Morning Star." She uttered with a hitch in her voice, alerting Milton that weeping would commence swiftly. Altaire could read, but reading didn't always mean one grasped the meaning. She had no idea what a cell phone was. They never had anything like that where she was from.
Before she could say more, Milton went very pale watching the Wrath Demon bearing down on them. Fumbling the phone and the container it came in, closing it once he had registered the name, which sent fear soaring. Now Morning Star's pet bone breaker was on route, his day had gone from bad to much worse. He pushed the box back at the girl. "One of my assistants will come show you how to use this and add it to the network." He then turned tail and ran for the Elevator where the sound of his repeatedly pushing "Close door" followed.
Altaire offered a shy smile to the large demon stalking past, in obvious pursuit of Milton, who she now decided she didn't like. Holding the box in small hands she glided over to the waiting area and sat. He said to wait, so she would do just that. She only hoped it didn't take too long.
The airless snap of the doors of the lift closing mere moments before Moreander could reach it, caused Altaire to look over again. Her ethereal blue eyes watching the Wrath Demon curiously. He didn't look happy at all over the escaping prey. For a moment she even thought she heard the large demon growling.
He held out a clawed hand, expecting her to put it into his possession. One foot starting that impatient tapping that generally grated quickly on the nerves of any that heard it.
Altaire stared at him with those great wide blue eyes of hers and pulled a box out of a deep pocket in the cream lace dress that looked as if it had seen better days. (This was the sole reason she wore this particular outfit, because it did have a pocket.) The phone he wanted was still inside the cardboard container with shrink wrap fully intact. In other words, she hadn't opened it yet.
The Morningstar had showed up one day, two weeks ago, with a small bag that had pretty braided handles and handed it to her. "Here, my little Star. I brought you a something useful. Keep it with you at all times, and you can call me whenever you wish." Then in his usual fashion he had sauntered off with one of his many aids scrabbling for his attention.
The small wisp of a girl had looked at the bag then after him in confusion. Inside she found an assortment of items all neatly packaged in boxes. She had picked the one with the mouth speaking with lines and that was the one she stuffed into her large pocket. The rest she placed on the dressing table in her room all carefully stacked. Whatever it was, it never spoke or made noise. She didn't see it as all that helpful either.
Now, Milton was staring at her with those warped eyes through large, round glasses. Her head tilted, because they looked enormous. It was rather fascinating to the dainty girl. "You haven't even opened this kid. What's wrong with you?"
Large, ethereal blue eyes blinked with a suddenly hurt expression dancing over her celestial features. With her voice barely above a whisper she answered but only after her gaze fell, peering down at her toes, wiggling faintly in tiny slippers. "I don't know what it is sir. He handed it to me and left."
"He who?" Using a claw Milton sliced through the wrap housing the item, with another annoyed glance at the kid. Just his luck, a likely "Technophobe?. "Someone from here gave you this and didn't even tell you what it is" Who was that eh' Can't you read?" His tone was incredulous and growing in volume. "What rock did you crawl out from under" This. Is. A. Cell Phone."
She was cringing with every word and then with hands clasping to her chest, further wrinkling the folds of that dress of hers. Her pale sapphire eyes glistening, on the very verge of tears and she backed away from him. "The Morning Star." She uttered with a hitch in her voice, alerting Milton that weeping would commence swiftly. Altaire could read, but reading didn't always mean one grasped the meaning. She had no idea what a cell phone was. They never had anything like that where she was from.
Before she could say more, Milton went very pale watching the Wrath Demon bearing down on them. Fumbling the phone and the container it came in, closing it once he had registered the name, which sent fear soaring. Now Morning Star's pet bone breaker was on route, his day had gone from bad to much worse. He pushed the box back at the girl. "One of my assistants will come show you how to use this and add it to the network." He then turned tail and ran for the Elevator where the sound of his repeatedly pushing "Close door" followed.
Altaire offered a shy smile to the large demon stalking past, in obvious pursuit of Milton, who she now decided she didn't like. Holding the box in small hands she glided over to the waiting area and sat. He said to wait, so she would do just that. She only hoped it didn't take too long.
The airless snap of the doors of the lift closing mere moments before Moreander could reach it, caused Altaire to look over again. Her ethereal blue eyes watching the Wrath Demon curiously. He didn't look happy at all over the escaping prey. For a moment she even thought she heard the large demon growling.