Post by Hemlock on Mar 8, 2009 18:42:02 GMT -5
To one so familiar as Kris the Hedge~Maze seemed nothing more than a simple child's puzzle. He had wandered it's avenues so many times in his short stint of time at the mutant school that it seemed only second nature he reach the center without a single mistake or hesitation in his turning. Not surprising seen as he could quite well feel when there was going to be a wall down one end where the was not on the other. His gift was something he could only have dreamed of in his childhood, the youth where be lieved he was simply doomed to a life where his abnormality would be scorned at by every person around him. Here though not only was his mutation something widely accepted, his homosexuality was not scorned by everyone also.
Not so long ago he would have cringed at the idea of even openly admitting he was gay, let alone go after a boy so desperately as he had been doing ever since his blonde prize came back from Limbo. For one, the little guy was so very sexy now, his working out with Diesel had made a difference indeed and oh how confident he seemed now. Was it any surprise that he tried to get that boy around every corner they took when he was with him? Tried to steal his lips whenever he puckered his lips in thought? It was all too much!
So here he was, once again trying to get some sort of clarity in his head by going to the one spot he knew was almost always cleared of students when that goddamn TV was on. He didn't see they hype in being so enthusiastic over some show where the main male figure spoke in a higher and softer voice than most of the adolescent teens in his all boys school in England. Where was the attraction in that? And what on earth was a round the house back kick anyway? How could he round the house back kick so fast he could kick himself in the bum? It was just ... impossible.
"Jesus Kris, you're winding yourself up again, just breeeeeath..." He mumbled, closing his eyes and leaning his back against one of the maze walls, its hard and pointed branches molding themselves around him to ease a sort of comforting position in the wall. Silhouetting his body gracefully, as it always did when he came here. Somehow it was always subconsciously when he needed time to calm down and get his thoughts straight that his powers really flourished. Like back home when he first realized what had happened. Now was really the same thing. "Now Kris, just breath. Take a deep breath and let all those unhappy thoughts leave on the exhale." His therapists thoughts spoken by him where better than simply hearing the old bad again.
Not so long ago he would have cringed at the idea of even openly admitting he was gay, let alone go after a boy so desperately as he had been doing ever since his blonde prize came back from Limbo. For one, the little guy was so very sexy now, his working out with Diesel had made a difference indeed and oh how confident he seemed now. Was it any surprise that he tried to get that boy around every corner they took when he was with him? Tried to steal his lips whenever he puckered his lips in thought? It was all too much!
So here he was, once again trying to get some sort of clarity in his head by going to the one spot he knew was almost always cleared of students when that goddamn TV was on. He didn't see they hype in being so enthusiastic over some show where the main male figure spoke in a higher and softer voice than most of the adolescent teens in his all boys school in England. Where was the attraction in that? And what on earth was a round the house back kick anyway? How could he round the house back kick so fast he could kick himself in the bum? It was just ... impossible.
"Jesus Kris, you're winding yourself up again, just breeeeeath..." He mumbled, closing his eyes and leaning his back against one of the maze walls, its hard and pointed branches molding themselves around him to ease a sort of comforting position in the wall. Silhouetting his body gracefully, as it always did when he came here. Somehow it was always subconsciously when he needed time to calm down and get his thoughts straight that his powers really flourished. Like back home when he first realized what had happened. Now was really the same thing. "Now Kris, just breath. Take a deep breath and let all those unhappy thoughts leave on the exhale." His therapists thoughts spoken by him where better than simply hearing the old bad again.
