Closed RP: An Angel, A Pixie, and a Little Dog, Too.

[angelicbadboy]

Brice took Twoey on a walk around the lake most every day, because though she was a pretty small dog, she never quite seemed to run out of energy. Now lately she had taken to teaching herself how to swim. It definitely interrupted the walk, but since Brice was usually putty in Twoey's paws, he allowed her to play and splash as much as she wanted

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[my_soul_itches]

Okay. This could have been a lot worse. She only barely edged back. She'd fought demons. She'd fought Purifiers, possessed Sentinels, Skrulls, and Belasco. He didn't feel like any of them. "Well... no, not really. I mean, you don't feel evil, you know? I have this... compass... in me now that seems to point out where dark things are, right in the hollow part of me. And I'm not getting anything off of you. Besides," she said, trying out a smile, "You haven't tried to kill me yet. That puts you way ahead of a lot of people who have never been to hell and pretty much all of the demons I've ever met. And one of my teachers."

[angelicbadboy]

He didn't look directly at Megan. He kept his eyes on the blissful Twoey, who was sweet and innocent and had never hurt anything in her rather short life. She was nice to look at

[my_soul_itches]

...and now she was freaked out. She may have killed someone once, but Belasco was... Belasco. Not human, and he had been trying to kill her friends. And while she knew that some of her friends and teachers had killed people--Laura and Wolverine, definitely, and probably Miss Frost--they had never talked about it with her. Laura might have, but Megan had always been too scared of her roommate to ask.

"No, I'm fine," she said, her voice definitely higher-pitched than normal. "Really. If it makes you feel better to talk, you probably should. I don't think I'll have any good advice, but I can be a good listener! I know I don't seem like I would be, but I am, I swear." She chewed on her lower lip, inwardly bracing herself, and shoved her hands in her jeans pockets, forcing herself to keep looking at him and not look at the grass or the lake.

[angelicbadboy]

Yeah. He was pretty good at freaking people out. Yay for him. Brice crouched down for his dog, who ran up to him for cuddles. She was scooped up into his arms and got her ears rubbed for her trouble. He stood up again, still leaning by that tree. Angels liked being near trees. They gave off a very soothing, gentle vibe.

"I don't even know if talking really makes it better," he sighed. "And believe me, I've talked about it. I mean, a lot. All I really do is repeat the problem, and it doesn't make it go away, it'll just freak you out." Twoey licked him on the nose, and he smiled absentmindedly. She was a sweet dog. "I would appreciate it if you didn't tell my girlfriend, though... I mean, she knows a lot about me as a bad guy, but she doesn't know everything. I'd like to keep it that way." It wasn't lying to her, technically. So, not so bad? Right? Just being a good boyfriend, sheltering her from things he knew would upset her?

...Right?

[my_soul_itches]

"Oh." Megan rubbed at one arm absently, in a nervous sort of way. "Of course I won't tell your girlfriend. I'm very good at keeping secrets. Very. And really, it's your business to tell her or not, but I think boyfriends and girlfriends last a lot longer if they just get things out in the open." Nori and David's implosion last year was certainly the prime example of that, to Megan's mind. Worries bottled up for too long, and boom! Next thing you knew, there was kissing of other people, and lots of yelling, and now they could barely look at each other in the eye and they had been such a great couple beforehand, you know?

"And you really don't have to worry about freaking me out." She gave a little grin and shrugged at Brice. "It's weird to hear, yeah, but I've seen and been through a lot of weird, bad stuff lately. If I can survive having my soul ripped out, I can survive hearing someone talk. So, you know... if you need someone who wasn't involved in it to just listen, I'm here."

[angelicbadboy]

"I know." He nodded quietly, all focus on the puppy in his arms. "In theory, it's a good plan. In reality, things are a bit more complicated than that. People are complicated. Always telling the truth and being open, it can end up hurting more than you intended." Pause. "She was afraid of me. When I was bad, I was her enemy. Then I came back, got a second chance, and it took her a long time to trust me. We came here, we started dating, and... something happened." The details were still a little fuzzy about that. Dom had been involved, and one of his little gadgets. "I was that same guy again. I hurt her then. She was afraid of me again, and we had to wait even longer before we could really be happy together." Brice looked up. "It's a sweet thought, Megan, but I'd prefer it if Mel never found a new reason to fear me again. This time, we might not recover." And that would pretty much be the end of happiness as he knew it

[my_soul_itches]

Oh. Oh. Yeah, she could see why he was reluctant to tell her... whatever he was still holding back. Evil things. "You can count on me," she said, as sincerely as she could

[angelicbadboy]

Oh good, the conversation on his misdeeds was over. Excellent. Now he could forget all about it and go back to pretending he could be a proper angel again. He could forget about Auschwitz, Rwanda, Colosseum. He'd been there. He'd used to be one of the best. Or worst, depending on your perspective.

He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "It's what I do." Correction, it's what you do now. "It's not easy going to Limbo, though. I'm not sure it can be done from here. We have special facilities for that kind of thing. You don't have to go back there again, if you don't want it," he said gently. "A piece of you is already there, and it will call out for help. What does Witchfire want with your soul anyway?"

[my_soul_itches]

((Aaand some of my info is contradictory. This is what happens when I make the effort to come home, dig through my Box O' Comics and reread X-Infernus. So, here is X-Infernus in a nutshell, from Pixie's POV! Warning: Spoilers and TL;DR ahoy.))"Oh, it's easy," she said darkly. "I can teleport there. I've done it before

[angelicbadboy]

((Aaack, sorrysorrysorry... This is later than usual. >.<))Brice was really more of a listener than a talker. Despite the bad-ass image, he was an angel, and if it was anything they were good at, it was helping people through bad experiences and getting them to the other side. They gave good hugs, too. He turned his hands palm up, and they began to shimmer golden, spreading soothing, gentle vibes into the atmosphere. Twoey noticed them and yipped excitedly, trying to wind herself around Brice's legs

[my_soul_itches]

((No problem at all!))

Megan didn't notice the glow, being a little absorbed in her misery, but she definitely noticed the effects. She untensed, though she still hugged her knees, and rubbed at the bridge of her nose. "Thanks. Yeah, I know it is, but... that means I'm safe here and all my friends are still in trouble back home. Which doesn't really have anything to do with my soul, really. But thanks." She smiled up at him in a wavering, "I'm putting on my best brave face" sort of way, and fluttered back up to a standing position.