May 16, 2008 13:44
After the couple glasses of water Leon managed to gulp down during breakfast, the mage felt immensely better. He was still a bit tired, but that was nothing a little lounging on one of the sofas wouldn't cure. Stretching his arms above his head, he couldn't help but wish he'd had the chance to grab one of his new doctor's coats before leaving his
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Without further ado, Reid threw himself into a chair in the Sun Room with the notebook he’d bitched at his nurse to go grab. It was heavier than anything he could have used in the caf, which was good, but making a big show over testing his own goddamn Power like he was thirteen-years old again blew. But it was the best he could think of off the top of his head.
Tossing it onto the table in front of him, poised between the two feet he had propped on the table’s edge, he bit restlessly at his thumb nail. And then tried to probe the core of his magic. Maybe it was better if Tyler wasn’t around to see this.
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Glancing around the room, Shadow noticed Reid sitting over in the corner staring intently at a notebook. Shadow sighed, remembering the mess he had caused yesterday. Well, it was time to apologize for being a grel's ass and start again. The human wasn't that bad after all. He just took some getting used to and Shadow had infinite patience. Close to infinite patience, at least.
"Hi," he greeted Reid, standing next to the table. "Something interesting about that notebook? I don't think it will start talking, unfortunately. Sing, maybe, but that's only if you quit staring at it. It's a bit shy, I suspect."
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But then someone spoke, and Reid twitched slightly in uneasiness before he could help it.
He didn't even have to look at Shadow to have his blood boiling. Not bothering to hide it, the warlock glared, his tone of voice clearly telling how not impressed he was. "No, you can't sit down. And no, you can't talk. You can try and save your plucky ass by walking away, but that's about it."
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Which was another way of saying 'don't talk about me or the people I know anymore.'
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He watched as Reid clung to the chair a bit puzzled by his reaction. "And I promise not to throw myself at you anymore. I can control myself. You don't need to look as though you'd like to disappear into the chair."
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As if one hit wasn’t enough for this guy.
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"I’m not dropping it, because I don’t like you. Or maybe it’s because I don’t like you that I’m not dropping it.." He lifted his eyebrows. "Turning your offer down."
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"And if you're not dropping what happened then I'll assume there are reasons why you're not dropping it."
He couldn't help himself. Shadow was a natural flirt and he had given Reid the opportunity to pretend that nothing had happened.
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Before Shadow even finished speaking, Reid thrust with his braced legs, kicking the table out from under Shadow.
He touched a hand to his forehead in frustration, blocking one of his eyes--having gone black as night--from view. The instinctive thought to add a dose of magic and send the table skating along the floor like a rogue pinball had been there, but the sudden crackle of Power in his chest hadn’t… added anything. Done anything.
Fuck the table, fuck the notebook, Reid couldn’t do a damn thing anymore.
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"Are you alright?" Shadow asked softly, concerned for Reid. There wasn't any teasing left in his voice. He was genuinely worried for him. "You look as though you're about to be sick."
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A flicker, and his eyes were back to normal, the dark lick of flame bleeding out of them as quickly as it had come on. Reid enjoyed the burn of his magic, he had no reason to deny that, but it only infuriated him more to have it boiling with no outlet. He'd never felt anything so debilitating before. There was nothing like it, and that was what made him sick.
Reid pushed to his feet, all laze and feigned indifference, and stepped around his chair to go somewhere else. Wasn't like there'd been anything to see, anyway. Nothing but the confetti, and no show.
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"Are you sure you're alright?" Shadow asked softly, walking next to Reid. "Maybe you should sit down and take it easy some place quiet."
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He was less concerned with Shadow's non-reaction to seeing something weird, and more with the fact that Reid couldn't seem to shake him off in any way that made sense to normal people. Maybe he really would have to start a smackdown right here in the middle of the Landel's Institute freakshow.
And acting like Reid was all pale and shaky like some delicate flower. What the fuck was that about.
Making a beeline for the busy end of the room, with people hovering around the stupid bulletin board, Reid pretended to be okay with his current situation. He felt fit to burst. Seeing Tyler nearby didn't exactly relieve him, either.
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"I know you don't want my help," he murmured, keeping close to Reid. "But if you need it it's there. Why do you insist on maintaining you're fine when it's obvious you're not?"
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