*Pssst, Oni, you up?*

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"Oni?" The words came again, slightly louder. "Oni?" Oni - Onida?" There was a formality in that last word, known by so few and so rarely used at all. Formality and a hint of desperation in the young voice.

"Need to talk, please? Just us, ok?"

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There was a crash, and Oni's voice could be heard muttering French curses upstairs on her way to the steps; She'd stubbed her bare foot on the console-table outside the master bedroom door in her hurry, and now she was taking the stairs at a run-- Hair tousled and hazel eyes wild, "Ani, what? What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

The questions came out one on the heels of the other; The way she'd used her truename, Onida assumed the worst, and even as her eyes darted around looking for her shoes and a comb to drag through her hair she was calculating just how badly she'd have to fuck someone up for it.

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Oni was supposed to be sleeping, and Anika was supposed to be in school. Two wrongs that don't make a right. Instead the med student was standing on the steps looking up at the Mrs Howlett's bedroom window, and all but wringing her hands. Her motorcycle was parked several feet away from the house, tilting precariously as it's kickstand began to slowly sink into the dirt. And her helmet was lying next to the bike on the ground, abandoned.

"Not hurt, no. Not" The words came automatically, even though she was more than mumbling a little, and her eyes held that shine that could be seen on some accident witnesses, or victims.

Her voice lowered still further. "Need to talk to you. Not here, ok?" Quick, fevered glances were raised up at the glass windows of their home, darting, eyes roamed here and there to catch sight of movement. Any movement other than their own.

"Please Oni? Onid.." Her voice broke off and with a ragged breath Anika raised her hand, pointing at the woodline beyond the house.

"Over there?"

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Nodding, Oni jammed her feet into her sneakers and shrugged on her bomber-jacket, though all the while she kept her trained eyes fixed on her friend; Anika's nervous glances and hushed voice made it hard for the she-wolf to buy that no one was hurt-- Especially in light of recent events --But she followed her, anyway, trusting that all would be revealed in its proper time.

They walked in silence and Oni matched her pace to Ani's, determined not to rush her although perhaps she shouldn't have worried. The young med-student seemed in a hurry of her own, and with every tense, uncomfortable minute that ticked by, that row of trees darkening the horizon grew closer and closer. Before they knew it, they were stepping over roots, forest litter crunching duly underfoot, "This far enough, darlin'?"

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"This is..." Anika glanced around, taking extra time to look back where they had come from. "Yes, this is far enough. Oni, I - I need your help. Your advice. Your -" Shoulders raised up in a shrug, hands open and palms up and facing the sky.

"Your help. It's about Mike." Nibbling on her lower lip, the med student looked away, staring at the ground with it's exposed roots, it's dried dead leaves.

"I - you know I've started - I mean you know we're friends and that we've been hanging out. " She drew a deep breath. "And I've started seeing him. At least I think that's what they call it, I think. I haven't, because I haven't wanted to acknowledge that it was more than just friends, but it is really and I should. I don't know what he calls it. But we have, and we've - that is, he - no we, well, we kissed. We've kissed. Several times now. A lot even"

Anika could feel her cheeks getting hot, even it it couldn't be easily seen. Not by humans at least.

"I enjoy it, don't get me wrong. I've - we've, I like kissing him, actually. And at first it was all good, we were friends and then closer friends, and now I guess it's become more than just friends. But..." She kicked at a broken piece of branch, then took a few steps over to a nearby tree and leaned against it, tilting her head back and looking up at the sky.

"But I never wanted to get into a relationship, and now I think I'm in one. And I never wanted distractions, or complications, I have always, Always run away from those and now - it was so easy to slide into being with him and around him and wanting to..." A hand came up and her fingers rubbed her forehead.

"But I'm worried that he might be that killer shark that the news talked about over near the Gulf of Mexico. And I'm so unsure of how I feel about that - how am I supposed to feel? And should I ask? What if... and now, now I find out that he has children, Oni. He's a father! A father! I heard a little girl's voice on the cell phone while I was talking to him. He wants me to meet 'them' in a couple hours when he gets back from his flight. 'Them, Oni. And I heard one of them call him 'Daddy'!"

"How?!" She slid down the bark of the tree, ending up on the ground looking up at Oni while she wrapped her arms tight around heself. "Not how as in how did he do it. But how did I do it? How did I, oh damn it! Oni, what do I do?"