HeartString
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Tracy Goddard
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Post by HeartString on Jul 1, 2010 23:29:14 GMT -5
She pulled a full branch of leaves away from the hood of the car to climb up next to Mason as he was stuck there. She could feel all he'd been running through in his heart and the way it burned his soul to be so frustrated with no release and no way to let the outside world in. It was tragic in a way and it made her more sad for him than she had been over the way he had ignored her.
"I know boo." she said, not as eager to let his apology go by this time without making him work for it. It wasn't out of spite, or anger. She loved him far too much to simply torment him like that, but he needed to know that her love wasn't going to be that easy to come by. She understood how he felt, but she wanted him to know how she felt and understand her heart before he offered his apology to her, to make sure it was given with full knowledge of what he was asking her to forgive.
"I know you want to be forgiven, but I'm not sure you know what you're asking me to forgive. I think you need to know what it is I need you to apologize for." She sat cross legged on the tiny space of hood that was left over and not used by the trunk of the fallen tree or Mason's smashed and pinned body.
"I love you and I want you to get this. I'm not mad at you for being you. The guy you are is who I fell in love with and I have a deep understanding of who you are, maybe I might even know you better than you know yourself.. but." She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes before she looked back down at her hands. "I feel bad knowing you focus on so many things before you even consider me."
She looked up into his eyes then, her own eyes moist but she wasn't about to break down over this because, as she had said, she loved him fully and all of his ways she had accepted. She was only trying to open his eyes to what bothered her so she could feel she had been honest sharing her own feelings with him. "I mean, I get it. I'm new to your world, at least as your girlfriend I'm the latest thing in your life.. except for our friend Aideen, and sometimes it's like you care more about her and her feelings than you do about me and mine. You do." She said it clinically, without any lilt to her voice, she was speaking from the heart but without any tricks.
No tricks at least, except for the fact that -compliments of her mutant gift- she'd known exactly how he'd felt as he spoke of Ember.. every time he'd spoken of Ember. "Not to mention this former car we're sitting on. It's stupid I know and petty too I know you're gonna say. I mean, I know who you are and what you are. Not to mention what you were. I get that you're a tough guy. The baddest bad-boy ever to change sides and go good-guy since maybe that salty old guy who just dropped this tree on you. It's just that these are the feelings I have and since I get to feel your feelings all the time.. and sometimes your feelings are, well, they hurt me.. they're inappropriate and they don't include me and I, well, I wish they did but they don't."
A single tear slipped out of her eye and rolled down to the tip of her nose, dropping off into the palm of her hand. "Damn. I don't want to cry over this. I mean it kinda hurts but I'm not trying to make you feel bad or guilt you into anything. Mason, I love you so much I just want you to know what I'm feeling since you don't have my power and you can't tell what gets to me." She wiped the side of her nose with the back of her hand and then in a deft flip of her wrist brought her palm up to run across her cheek and her ring finger straightened out to smooth out the skin under her eye. She didn't want runny mascara.
"I just need you to realize that even though you are so many things to so many people, you mean the most to me.. and I wish I meant that to you." She couldn't help it then and she let herself go. Silent sobs, stifled sweetly with the sincerity of a heart that beat only for him and the fact that she didn't want to heap further hurt on him. His burden was great enough and she hated herself for losing her 'military bearing' as their Team Leader would say and making Mason's pain any worse than it already was.
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Ironclad
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Mason Rictus
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Post by Ironclad on Jul 2, 2010 6:07:44 GMT -5
A big sigh escaped Mason as he raked a hand over his face, trying to figure out what the right thing to say was for a minute. When he didn't know how to say it, he threw the whole thing to the side and decided to go for the straight forward approach. "Doll are you listening what you're saying? You really thing you're not the most important thing to me? I gotta say that's such bull ," he said frustrated, looking up at her with a slightly hard look on his face, the same one he had when he always wanted to get his point across. He didn't like talking about feelings and all that junk, it wasn't his thing. It was almost perfect in an odd way that he was dating Tracy because he thought that she wouldn't need the constant reassurance cause she'd just know, but he was now realizing that even with all that, he'd still need to put somethings into words.
"Listen up Dollface, cause I'm only saying this once. Before you came along, I never tried and never even had the desire to be in a relationship. You're the first person I ever gave enough of a damn about to try, and I'm still here. Not saying you should be all grateful or nothing, but that should give you an idea that I'm here for a reason, being that I consider you important enough to try my ass off while sticking around." Mason grabbed her chin to make sure she was looking him right in the eyes as he said it all. "I told you from the beginning that I'm gonna mess up, that I never did relationships but I was willing to try cause I care about ya that much. I was damn clear of it all too, I said from the start that I ain't gonna run around on ya, I'm gonna treat ya as best as I can, but I ain't always gonna be perfect. Yea I came a long way from the guy I was when I first got to Xavier's, but it ain't all gone. I still got a nasty temper when I want to, like you just saw, and I still got a one track mind where I focus too much on certain things that come up, but that don't mean you're ever far from the front of my mind," he said in a lower voice, still in a pointed tone but with a note of slight affection.
He sighed again and grabbed her thigh, squeezing it gently as he brought her down so she could lay on his chest. "Lemme lay it out with you what's been on my mind, cause you may be able to read feelings but I don't think ya get my thought process at all. Point and blank, this weekend I f$#ked up with Aideen. And no don't even try and tell me otherwise, it was in the end on me. I was the one who pretty much begged her to come out here, and I didn't take her feelings into consideration for shit. All I knew was that she had a spot in the underground and I wanted in. I completely threw her feelings and her welfare to the side because I wanted to come out on a weekend with you and make my name in the underground world while introducing you to it." A huge wave of guilt overcame him as he rubbed Tracy's arm thinking back to just the other night.
"Then yesterday, when I saw how closed off she was at the restaurant, I knew something was off. Then when I saw her reaction to Mike wearing her friend's clothes, man I felt like the most selfish f*%k ever. I took a girl that was just getting more comfortable with all of us and forced her back into a world that was the reason she was that way. And ever since then, it's been nothing but guilt. I stomped on her feelings beforehand, and I ain't gonna apologize for trying to make it up to her, cause in the end she is a friend. I am sorry that you thought it was anything other than that, but I don't like f$%king up so obviously," Mason said brushing the hair out of her face and brought her closer to him.
"As for my car, well there I know I'm messed up. That's something that's been going on way before anything even started between us. You know I didn't have much growing up, and I ain't trying to throw a pity party as I tell ya this, cause in the end it is what it is. Having a car that I earned in racing, that I fixed up and cared for with my own two hands was the only thing that I had to look forward to for a long time, the only thing that gave me any sorta structure. No, I know that it ain't as important as the people in my life. See I know that now, I really do but a part of me can't let go of it. That's just how it is Doll, I'd choose you over any car in the end, but you gotta forgive me cause sometimes my instincts don't turn that way. It's gonna take time, and way longer than three months, and you gotta give me that time Doll, cause there ain't no other way for that to happen," he finished, letting out a breath and just sitting in silence as the words hung in the air.
He meant everything he said, and even now was uncomfortable that he had to lay everything out like that. Mason didn't want to deal with this kind of stuff, he was who he was and changed slowly, and he wasn't going to apologize for not being able to fully change his persona in a couple of months. He did feel bad that she thought she didn't mean a whole lot to him, but he had no clue how to go about it other than to be blunt about his standing. Mason sighed and leaned up to drop a kiss on her head. "Is that gonna be enough for you Trace? Cause you gotta remember that I don't know how to do this long term thing very well, never bothered with the experience before you. I'll understand if it ain't enough, but know that I never went against anything I said to you from the start."
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HeartString
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Tracy Goddard
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Post by HeartString on Jul 4, 2010 0:09:48 GMT -5
"I know," she sniffled up her silent tears and smiled at him as her cheeks still held tracks from her tears. "I just wanted you to know how I feel and well, it's really hard to be open like that, you know? I guess I was a little afraid of telling you and hurting you. That's why the tears. I just want to be first in your heart all the time, and I guess it's not fair because people's emotions aren't really theirs to control. Truth is they actually do a good job of controlling the person."
She had a tearful laugh at the realization spoken aloud. Not that it wasn't already known, but it was the reason she had just opened herself to the truth and shared it with him. "Like mine just did to me.. see? Even I can't control it. Nobody really can. Aideen comes close, but even she still gives off a hum of something, and she can't control what she feels she just does a good job of trying to ignore it." She remembered the restaurant and how Ember 'felt' then and how minutes before she too thought that their friend had been lost to the dark cold sea, for a moment or more at least, until she concentrated and then knowing the young Corsair was just over the edge of the cliff had gone to get the car.
"I know your past, well what you've told me of it. I get that you cherish things like your car and your guns because they mean something to you. And in flashes and dribbles you dote on those things and your emotions also dwell on other people, not many but I get it. Really I do, it's only natural.. but do you understand what I was saying?" She turned her eyes up to look into his again. "Aideen is good to you, she does hold you dear to her, and I know she's special to you, as she is to me too."
"I don't know who or what I put before you or when, but if you had my power you'd know the very instant I did and you'd know exactly what it was. It's just a strange feeling, sharing you the way I have to. It sucks and it hurts but It's just how it is, I understand. I just guess I wanted you to know how it feels for me.. and yes, I know you put me first more than anyone or anything else in the whole wide world. It is enough Mason, more than enough. It's all anyone could ask.. but do you get what I needed you to say sorry for? It's silly I know, and actually now that I think of it.. it's not really fair to ask is it? But if that's all I ever ask you to say sorry for then we'll be doing better than most I think."
Her smile, screwed up sideways on her lips, showed him she was sorry for the stupid tears, true her feelings were genuine but she didn't need to cry about it. Feeling emotions really hurt sometimes and feeling what everyone else felt was a lot more difficult to manage than anybody knew. Some days, like today, she just wished she didn't have a clue. The open door to everyone's heart was more than she could handle when she was younger, but when it came to her boo she was overwhelmed even still.
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Post by Wolverine on Jul 4, 2010 2:31:48 GMT -5
He reached his rough calloused hand up to place on top of her's as she played with his whiskers. The scent of her was intoxicating and the heartbeat he could hear in her chest echoed in her hand a split second later. Selective as his hearing was he tuned out the sound of her beating heart then and turned his head slightly to kiss her wrist. Eyes closed he took in the moment, all life was to him were these beautiful moments strung together with barbed wire viciousness and he wanted just one moment, this one right here and now, to last for a little while longer.
"I don't wantcha ta hate yerself." He didn't want to go back to the morning. He knew he'd been standing alone, and he was the only one standing on her side, she had turned against herself and if that Uncle of hers could get her to do that then there was no telling how hard it would be for her to break that hold he had over her. "Sometimes we do things we don't want to do. It happens when people we think have our best interests at heart really ain't. I know the feeling, I been there and I'm gonna help you through this as much as you let me, as much as you want me to."
"Cause in my eyes you are perfect, perfect for me" he pulled her into his embrace, thick arms holding her to his heavily muscled chest "and that's all that really matters in this world." He'd been through far too much in his life to not know how important she was to him and yet, he didn't know the fullness of it all until she was gone. Or rather, until he thought she was gone, and then it all crystallized and became whole. Fully formed and shown to him a portrait painted in his own feelings and with her lost to him a jagged hole had been torn through the center of the canvas.
"When you went over that cliff I thought I lost ya. My life was never gonna be the same again, and now that I got you back I'm gonna make sure your life is everything you ever wanted it to be and more. I'm so grateful to be able to hold you and I am without a doubt the happiest guy on the face of the Earth right now." All the feelings he'd kept under wraps, tightly bound, came unraveled then and he too was shaking.
Quivering lips met hers as he lifted her face to kiss her. "Clichés have their place ya know. It's OK to cry sometimes, ya got my permission. Anybody who says otherwise is in for a rude awakenin I can tell ya that." He smiled to keep from shedding tears himself and closed his eyes to hold off what he could. Losing so many he'd been close to over the years had hardened his heart inside a stone shell. He didn't even know it for so gradually had it been cocooned, but he had learned to live without his heart.. without his true heart.. in that one split second the loss of the girl in his arms had shattered that armor, leaving him exposed to the rawness of what he felt for her. Waves of those emotions swept over his exposed heart, his breath caught in his chest, and he found himself no longer heartless, no longer with a mere shadow of a heart, and able to love her fully. Selflessly, without compromise, and without regret.
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Post by Ember on Jul 4, 2010 17:51:22 GMT -5
Tightening her arms around his neck, Aideen held back a wince of pain as she used her injured hand to tug his face to hers, sighing into his mouth contently. "I hate clichés though... and crying," she said softly as the second tear of the day spilled from her dark chocolate eyes before her eyelashes fluttered, blending with her soft lower lashes as her eyes fell closed and she lost herself in the man before her, the taste of tobacco and beer that was possibly the best taste in the world to her. He was it for her, Aideen knew she would never have another that completely enveloped her heart the way he did hers.
It may have sounded foolish if she said it out loud to others, for rarely does a first love last. It was different for Aideen, she wasn't even supposed to have one love in her life, and she knew there would never be another for her. She didn't have the capacity to feel for another person the way she did for him. Aideen knew that no matter what the future held for them, this right here would be the only time in her life that would ever truly matter: her time with him.
A breath escaped her when their lips broke apart, foreheads leaning against each others as they stayed there by the stream, still on their knees and holding each other close. The comforting silence was broken by the soft tone of her voice. "I am right here, and I'm not going anywhere. I can't leave you, even if I tried to, and I do realize that it could be a potentially unhealthy component in a relationship, but I'll risk it," Aideen said with a completely serious face. "I found my way back to you before, and I always will no matter what. Just like I know you'll always find your way back to me. Don't ask me how I know for sure because I don't, but I know it's true."
Her lips found his again for a moment, lingering to just enjoy the touch and feel of him, the first person she was ever sure about in her life. Her eyes moved closed again and she sighed softly, leaning her head against his shoulder in their embrace, so well aware how wonderfully their bodies fit together. "Logan..." Aideen looked up at him with her soft serious face. "I don't want to sneak around anymore," she said quietly, realizing that there would be heavy consequences with her words. "Is that extremely selfish of me?"
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Post by Wolverine on Jul 5, 2010 0:25:08 GMT -5
"No little lady that is extremely alright by me. I don't know quite how it'll be received though so, 'expect the worst' is all I can say." He smiled as he looked down at her in his arms. "You uh, were talkin bout the school right?" He lifted one eyebrow into an arch as he cocked his head and questioned.
"The fact of the matter is that yer a student and I am regrettably a teacher there, so it's a whole lot more'n just frowned upon, I think it'll get me fired. Not that I couldn't do with a good long vacation, but it will change my life." He pulled back away from her and kissed her hand, the uninjured one, and then looked at the busted one in his grasp.
"Thanks for this.." he nodded to her wrapped hand "upholdin my honor huh? I think next time you oughta drop a big tree on him or somethin. I find it gets the point across if you really go large with yer statement." He chuckled trying to change the subject and lighten the discussion. He didn't want to face the inevitable.
The fact that he had become comfortable there at that place. That the school had become something more than just the base of operations for the misfit band of mutants Charles Xavier had cobbled together after his first hand picked X-Men had gone down swinging. He and Storm and Nightcrawler, Colossus and the others that followed after would all come to know the safety of that place. He had even built himself a little cabin he could call his own but he never called it home until she shared it with him.
Sure he'd felt at home there sometimes, but always there had been the want to wander. A need in him to get out and stretch his legs, the desire to sharpen his claws from time to time. If it came to him having to leave now, being forced out, he didn't quite know how he felt about that.. but he knew it didn't feel good.
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Mason Rictus
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Post by Ironclad on Jul 12, 2010 19:21:14 GMT -5
If Mason wasn't confused before, he was definitely at this stage, probably more than he would be normally, but he excused himself seeing as there was a giant tree on top of him. "You pretty much wanted me to apologize for feeling feelings?" he blurted out as he got increasingly more annoyed that there was a tree on top of him and he had no way to move. It was moments like this that reminded Mason of the fact that no matter what he would never for the life of him get women, and it also reminded him why he stopped trying and just went with it years ago. It saved him a whole lot of trouble, but sometimes his need to have everything figured out took over and he found himself trying again. Like now for instance.
"Don't cry anymore okay Doll? If I could get outta this, I'd hug you properly, but I probably gotta wait for the old man to make his way back here just to get the tree to budge," he admitted reluctantly, not liking to admit that he couldn't do it himself. "You think you can reach in the car and grab me my phone Dollface? I gotta call Hector and let him know I got another piece of metal to trade off." Mason gaze snapped to her and he quickly added, "In a bit though, you can stay here with me for now if ya want." His hand rubbed her arms gently and he sighed.
There was a reason why he hated telepaths and empaths, or anyone that had access to the mind. Telepaths were plain out nosy in his opinion, and he hated that he had little to no protection against them. Empaths were a pain sometimes because he wasn't one that liked others to know how he felt, but it wasn't until now that he realized how much of a pain it must be for an Empath. Yea they could read emotions, but Mason knew for a fact that emotions and thoughts where very different things. He could only imagine the scenarios that Empaths had to imagine to make sense of the feelings they read on others. "You gonna be alright Trace?" Mason asked after a couple of minutes of silence, glancing down at the white blonde hair on her head.
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HeartString
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Tracy Goddard
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Post by HeartString on Jul 13, 2010 21:43:20 GMT -5
"Okay, you're confused.. I guess I should have expected that much. But I did apologize aaand I said it was silly of me." She said, speaking softly as she let herself relax more fully into him. "I'll be just fine sugarbear, it's what I have to learn to deal with.. inside me. I just never thought it would be this hard to share you with the world. I'm not used to dating a guy I feel this way about, I mean you're the first boyfriend I've had that I did anything more than hold hands really, and when I think about it I can't imagine anybody else who could make me feel the way you do."
"Not just what you do for me and how you treat me, sure that makes me feel safe and loved and wanted in your life, but the feelings I have for you.. what just being with you makes me feel. It's like you stir me all up inside and sometimes it gets all jumbly like butterflies still. I don't know what I was crying for" she wiped her face again, her voice dropping down with embarrassment. Her shaky hands fumbling across her face not just to make sure there were no more tears, but in a subconscious way to hide behind.
"I know how you feel about me and you don't have to say a word. I just, well, that was a stressful thing we just lived through.. and thank God we all lived through it, I guess it got the best of me. Can you forgive me for crackin? I mean you're the hard one, when I try to be hard and hold it all in I crack. I learned that lesson long ago but it gets so weird when it comes to dealing with how I feel when you are involved.. with emotions it's best to be fluid and roll with what you feel.. like the tides, ya know?"
She stopped talking then and lay there with him. It was not a very comfy looking position Mason was in, but he wasn't complaining. She didn't think it was very fair of Logan to drop a tree on him, or ruin his prize possession. And she giggled a little at her own jealousy, thinking how silly she was for being jealous of a car. Mason didn't even cry about it at all and it was pretty much ruined from the looks of it. "So, you can't fix it? That's sort of a shame, I really like this car it's been very good to us." Tracy said finally picking her head up from his shoulder and regarding his face.
"Maybe it's not that bad, a few dents.. I'll help you fix it. It'll be fun- you can teach me all about cars and I bet Sean will help you- I mean, help US.. again." She batted her baby blues at her man and grinned, all remnants of sorrow gone as she reconciled with herself how things had to be when she gave her whole heart to someone. It was a first for her and she was on unsure footing, but she was holding fast to the love she felt he had for her and that was enough to get her through. "Can we try and fix it?"
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Post by Ember on Jul 14, 2010 17:59:39 GMT -5
A smile played on her lips as it threatened to break fully at Logan's statement. "A big tree huh? You don't say. Pity I didn't have one on hand at the time, it would certainly have spared me an injury," Aideen said looking at her injured hand and then frowning when she saw it was starting to swell up again. "I'm not sorry for it, I realize that it was the best and most believable way for us to get out of that situation, but..." She trailed off for a minute as she sat back on her knees and unwrapped the rag from her injured hand slowly and painstakingly. "He should have known better."
She wasn't going to add anymore to that, more for the sake that she couldn't bring herself to say what it felt like to watch him get shot in a fatal area right next to her. There were times that Aideen resented Logan because of the fact that he forced her to feel, forced her to acknowledge a side of her that should never have emerged, especially during the duration of a fight. She'd never let on those thoughts about him, though it wasn't like it mattered since one look at him was all that was needed to remind her why it was worth it.
Carefully examining her hand, Aideen held back a look of disgust at the mar of not just the nasty bruise but also the light patches of torn skin that occurred when she climbed over the side of the cliff. She would need Tracy to heal her soon, as she wasn't allowed a single scar to deface her skin. Still looking at her hand, she stood up and went over to kneel in front of the river on the balls of her feet as she dipped the rag in the ice cold water again, moving her long hair behind her shoulder to keep it from falling into the river.
Wrapping the soaked wet rag around her hand loosely, Aideen watched as her body instantly reacted to the cold temperature; the skin on her hand that was previously lightly swollen and purple had a blue tinge to it as the swelling went down. She often wished she could study her own body as it constantly produced all that extra heat, just for the sake of knowing. As fast as it produced that heat though, it was just as quick to react to the environment, and since Limbo she'd been feeling nothing but cold. Her dark eyes looked over her shoulder to catch Logan watching her, a small smile appearing on her face. Her gaze snapped to a dark red stain on the side of his neck, one he probably missed when he was cleaning up.
Without a word, Aideen dipped the rag in the water again and brought it back up, staring at it as she felt the rag heat up in her hand as wisps of steam began to rise from it. Wringing out the rag gently, she rose to her feet only to kneel in front of him again, eyes trained on the dark stain on the side of his neck that mixed with his hairline. She placed the rag wet with now hot water to the stain and stared to gently clean it off, her stomach wenching slightly at the thought of whether the blood was his or someone else's and grateful that she didn't know. Dark chocolate eyes remained trained on their task, getting every bit of the blood off him to wipe away the whole experience from invading the moment. "Just because I don't want to hide anymore, doesn't mean I won't," Aideen said quietly after a couple of minutes of silence, still gently wiping the stain off him. "The reality stands that our relationship will not be a secret much longer. Not that I think that Tracy or Mason would say anything, but I told you Rumble knows, or at the very least has a huge suspicion."
She sat back on her knees and placed the blood stained rag on the ground next to her, looking down at his chest for a moment as her mind whirled in thoughts. "I don't know what to do for it all to work out. Based on the circumstances, it doesn't look like there is anything that can be done. I know that many will be shocked, but that would be more so because of me than you," Aideen said in the same quiet and contemplative voice. "Think about it, I never showed a romantic interest in anyone, I'm the one that no one would expect to get involved with anyone, let alone an authority figure. Even if they do fire you, I won't exactly be welcome after that." It was now that her eyes met his again, the comforting cobalt blue that were forever seared in her mind. "But where you go I go. I don't have anyone else, and as you previously stated 'home is where the heart is' right?" Aideen paused for a minute. "Did I misquote that?"
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Post by Wolverine on Jul 14, 2010 23:35:22 GMT -5
"Nope, ya nailed it little lady.. ya nailed it." Logan let his grin work one corner of his mouth and then reluctantly relaxed and let it lift the other into something seldom seen by others. Aideen though, she was different, she was welcome to see him for who and what he was so he didn't hold it back for too long.
"What makes Van Alstyne the all seeing mystic all of a sudden. I mean, what.. so a guy throws him out a window, does that mean the guy is dating the girl he's all sprung on? I don't think so." He cocked his head slightly as he teased her. "I don't get it. He don't know, nobody knows.. well, O.K. maybe some of them kids gotta idear or two, yeah I know.. but so what."
He thought about it for a long second. The idea that he never did anything with any of the other young women he'd been charged with over the years. Oh, the look he would have to endure from Kitty, and how the rest of the students might feel about this full grown man using his position of authority over a student to seduce her. He knew the reality wasn't like that, not really, but perception counted for a lot- especially at that school. "Bahh, it's gonna change the way they see me, make me less a monster to some and more a monster to others. Can't please all the people though, not all the time at least."
"So, we go.. but I want you to finish school. Hell, I know it's not a big deal and you have all the skills you'll ever need to find plenty of work. But killin ain't no livin, so you might want to have that paper that says you done your time in the trenches of some learnin institution. It'll matter to you some day, you mark my words. It's better to add school to the list of things ya finished than the list of things ya ain't, know what I mean?" He reached a hand up to feel the moistness of where she'd cleaned him "Thanks, now maybe we oughta get that hand o'yers taken care of, hmm?"
He took a closer look at the damage she'd done to herself, while he had the chance. Her being so close was intoxicating and before he brought his lips to bear on her again, to devour her sweetness, he thought he'd best distract himself and delay that moment by examining her impact wound. "Look, you hit him just off center.. see here?" He held her hand up and out before her eyes so she could see what he was talking about. "You musta lost focus.. maybe? A little..?" he loked at her out of the corner of his eye with a slight smile "See this? This was a sloppy punch that caused this uneven swelling right over here. See? You still have a thing or two to learn."
He knew she wouldn't learn how to punch in the time remaining at the old academy. She knew all she needed really. He just wanted more for her. In looking at himself through the imagined eyes of the students he had seen something, something he didn't want to see.. he had robbed Aideen of a precious moment in time she would never get back. It was the last bit of her youth, something she gave up freely to be with him, but now he saw himself in a different light. He wanted her to have that back, that bit of her childhood, her adolescence, her teenaged self deserved to be a teenager.. not a killer, not a girlfriend in hiding, sequestered away in some cabin in the woods. "I'm sorry" he said softly kissing her broken hand and apologizing for more than her flesh and her pain.
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Post by Ironclad on Jul 20, 2010 21:23:08 GMT -5
At this point, Mason knew he was trying in vain to get out from under the tree. It was an extremely heavy tree, and he had to resign himself to the fact that unless he broke his windshield and slid himself out, there was no way out of this position. Of course he could wait for Logan to come back, but in between finding Aideen and the fact that it was, well Aideen, he probably wouldn't be back for awhile. "When a car gets hit with a hundred something year old tree, I doubt it can be saved Dollface. I learned a long time ago when to throw in the towel on a car," he said with a slight chuckle and a sigh of defeat.
"The engine should still be intact, and with the sophisticated work that Sean put into it, I should get a full working car from Hector just for the engine parts alone. Best of all, the parts are original and that's gonna get me a sweet ride to fix up." Mason sighed and patted the car with a bittersweet look on his face. "You could help me fix up the new ride doll, but I don't think that this one can be saved," he said looking down at her with a small smile. "But for now why don'tcha scoot off for a sec while I break my way outta here?"
Needless to say, getting a hundred year old tree to eve budge enough for him to stretch his arms was a task impossible, even with Mason's enhanced abilities. The struggle of him trying to move it surely was one Tracy would not be forgetting anytime soon.
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Post by Ember on Jul 25, 2010 21:13:48 GMT -5
In a manner all too familiar to the gruff man in front of her, Aideen's dark eyes studied his face as carefully as they studied the environment around her. They took in every little detail, not allowing anything to come at her with surprise, and right then her eyes went through similar steps as they studied the man in front of her, taking in every frown line, the crinkles the formed around his eyes, the pools of sadness, almost regret that formed in the cobalt blue eyes that were truly the only set of eyes that were seared into her mind in such a way that no detail can ever be forgotten. "There's nothing to be sorry for," she said quietly, gazing at him intently for a moment before reaching up with her other hand and bringing the hand that was holding her own on to her lap.
"It's not your fault I allowed my anger to get the better of my concentration," she added lightly with a small smirk, the slender on her good hand tracing the lines and the fingers of the hand she held on her lap. That was her attempt at making him feel better, but from the look on his face it wasn’t working all that well. Being that Aideen had never been very good at reading emotions on herself let alone other people; she only had a vague idea as to what brought on an impromptu apology. Her assumption was from being in a complicated situation in terms of their relationship, as it was the most logical thing to be regretful towards in her mind. No matter what it was though, as far as she was concerned he had no reason or need to apologize to her for anything.
"Perhaps I give Rumble more credit than warranted, but I am in good mind to think that the incident in which I threw him through the wall of the boat house was what convinced him for sure. You see, I only snapped when he spoke of burying you in the ground..." Aideen trailed off looking slightly angered as she realized how she played right into his hands at that one. "It's my fault, he was looking for a reaction and I gave him one. He does at least have a strong suspicion and you know as well as I do that he will delight in letting that information be known to cause chaos." She let out a slight sigh, resigning herself to the fact that it was back to clashing swords with the cancerous cyst of a human being when they returned to the school.
Shaking her head, she smiled softly at him and laced her fingers with his, resting her numb injured hand on his forearm. "It doesn't matter though, because you are correct, I do plan to finish college. I always had plans to earn degrees in Biochemistry and Mathematics. I was planning on going away for college next semester anyways. I was thinking of Stanford, or Vanderbilt, it really doesn't matter most of the schools offered me a full scholarship as is, except for Princeton, but I don't very much care for Northern schools anyways."
Lifting herself up on her knees, she took the hand that she held and moved it to the curve of her waist, untangling her fingers from his and letting his heavy hand splay across her side. The way his fingers automatically tightened in a possessive manner around her made her smile. It really should bother her how possessive he was of her in some ways, but she found that it had the opposite effect. "Don't worry, we'll figure it out. If we need to leave, I can get into a school just about anywhere we go, and I have enough money on the side to at least rent a place." Aideen smiled softly as she held his gaze, her fingers skimming lightly up the arm that she placed on her waist. "However we may have to 'wing it' as they say with the people at the school, because I haven't found a single book that could help with the situation," she added quite seriously.
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Post by Wolverine on Jul 25, 2010 23:01:39 GMT -5
"I built a life outta wingin it kitten, I think I can handle this one too. Long as you're there with me it won't be boring." With that the sparkle glinted in his eyes again and he teased her. "You sure you can keep up? Without a book? You know I just gotta wonder about you."
His hand tightened just a little more and try as he might he just couldn't resist her any longer. She was too many things and all of them folded together into the tastiest stack of hotcakes he ever poured his syrup over. "C'mere you." He pulled her close as he joined her, rising up on his knees to pull her hips hard and tight against his. Her lips he found with his eyes closed, a habit he didn't care who said was bad and one he wasn't about to break. They were moist and soft as ever against his own as their tongues wrestled.
He let the time roll out and away from them. All they had was each other in this world at that moment, and he wished for that moment to last and last. The sounds and smells of the forest, pure and clean, and the light as it turned to dusk around them was enough to drive a man wild and for Wolverine who was always just a heartbeat away from wild anyway it was all the excuse he needed.
Thoughts and talks of problems yet to come paled and crumbled as their arms held each other. The fear of 'what was yet to be' held no sway over them, not at that moment, for in that moment they swayed to the rhythm that their bodies made together. Things would be difficult once they got back home but for Logan things were hard enough right then and there and he didn't have any problem letting her in on the secret. They'd had a time of it today and they were more than able to have one more time of it before they got home. Chances were they wouldn't get the opportunity to be together again for maybe a day or two so Logan wanted more than his portion of her and he wanted it to last.
Some time later as they held each other, Logan stroking a hair from Aideen's face, he had one nagging question running through his mind. It wasn't a big deal but he was curious why she had mentioned it. "Hey, Angel Eyes.. you got me layin here thinkin. It's the dumbest thing really, but I'm wonderin about somethin you said. What's the problem with Northern schools?"
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Post by Ember on Jul 26, 2010 23:43:43 GMT -5
Her fingers stopped tracing the curves and panes of the muscles on his chest at the question, her mind having been lulled into a peaceful and relaxed state as her adrenaline rush came down. "I assume you mean something other than the fact that I find majority of Ivy league schools to be overrated, save for Harvard, but it's a bit too close to home than I am comfortable with," Aideen said with her normal serious expression on her face despite her relaxed state. She was still in disbelief that he managed to make her completely forget that they were not just outside a bedroom, but in the middle of the woods all with quick work with his mouth and hands.
"It's too cold for Northern Schools." Aideen's expression and tone were plain as she reached up and picked off a leaf from Logan's shoulder. As if on cue, the chill of the wind hit them at that moment, making her body shiver slightly from the cold. Leaning out of Logan's embrace just slightly, she felt around on the ground and came up with his flannel shirt. She slipped it on over her bare form, practically swimming in it but it covered her sufficiently as it fell around her bare legs she had curled under her.
"What I am trying to figure out," Aideen began as she buttoned up his shirt on her. "Is how you managed to get me to make love in the middle of the woods. Not that I'm complaining, it was exhilarating in an odd way, which is strange since I have never had exhibitionist tendencies. Although would the audience of possibly several animals and the trees really count as an audience?" The last part was more of a question to herself as her stare fell on Logan's chest as it always did when she was thinking and analyzing a situation.
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Post by Wolverine on Jul 28, 2010 23:09:11 GMT -5
"Heh, ancient secrets of the Orient there Angel Eyes. If I told ya I'd have ta kill ya.. and after all I been through and," he considered the events of the day, and of the time since they had known one another, and then events yet to come .. and his little play on words became a serious thing "well, I don't think I could kill ya." He said it with no subtext, in all sincerity and softly as he turned to look at her.
Then seeing her in just his shirt, probably the sexiest thing a young lady could slip into after making love in the woods, or anywhere for that matter, he smiled and pulled her close to him. "And what's the worry about cold Northern winters? You think I can't keep ya warm? What kind of assassin can't go to Moscow, or Switzerland, or New Zealand? I'll tell ya doll, you got yourself the cushy tropical zones covered, ya lucky girl.. BUT ya ain't seen nothin till ya seen the steam risin offa the kill you just made in the early dawn of a North Korean morning in winter. That's when you really know you got your craft down."
He squinted a little at her, trying to catch her expression. He wasn't gifted with the ability to simply 'know' what someone was feeling, like HeartString, so he had to do his best to guess and ready body language. What he was looking for was something to let him know she didn't really want that. At the very least he hoped she would show a want to change the subject, it wasn't exactly beautiful pillow talk. The image of a cold corpse on a colder morning in a place that happiness and harmony left for dead a long time ago was not what he had wanted to woo her with, but he knew she was the only person he could talk like that to and she would understand him and his intentions through it all. He was betting on it.
"I would keep ya warm. Hell, I'd invite all the woodland animals in.. or make rugs out of em to throw down in fronta the fireplace. But shit, if you gotta go someplace Southern and hot then at least let it be a dry heat." His calloused hand reached up to her chin and held it there while he brought himself up onto an elbow to kiss her and then cradle her chilled body to his warm one, his hand rubbing her bare leg and bottom.
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