it's empty in the valley of your heart (OPEN)

[bridalgownwings]

WHO: Timothy Cabot (bridalgownwings) and [OTA].
WHEN: Sunday, February 19th | all day and night.
WHERE: Throughout ALPHA OMEGA. Primarily LEVEL FOUR: housing level.
SUMMARY: Feeling devastated at the loss of a fellow teammate, Timothy spends his day training around the levels of the facility, attempting to get his mind off of things.
RATING: TBA.
NOTE(S): For the

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[artemisaim]

[Kate needs air. She can't be inside that apartment any longer. They don't have any bread in the house anyway, so that's a good excuse to get out. She exists the third apartment building just as Timothy jumps over to the next room and looks up, staring from her spot on the ground]

What-?

[bridalgownwings]

[Landing solidly, without a stumble he takes a few steps to acclimate to the impact and a small sigh escapes his lips. There is a quiet pause when he feels as if he had forgot something and with a small jog he comes to look over the edge of the rooftop, his brows furrowed somewhat. Kate--he was not sure if he wanted to speak to her or not regarding the circumstances but at this point he really had no choice in the matter, did he?] Hey.

[He called down to her in a wary tone and while others might hear it was directed towards her and distance was not so far as he raised his hand in greeting.]

[artemisaim]

[The voice, she recognizes that at least. She turns her body completely to face him and waves back]

Hey. What're you doing up there?

[bridalgownwings]

Just--blowing off some steam, I guess. [He replied in an accented tone, French being still prevalent in his language. With an exhale, he reached over the edge of the building and with a slide and a few grips along the way he reached the ground aside the other--it was flawless, nearly as if he had been practicing it for a long time now.]

How are um, you doing?

[empyreanistic]

Hey! [Have a bright red pony with wings flying up beside you, Timothy] Whatcha doing?

[bridalgownwings]

[The sudden appearance of the pony almost throws him off-guard and he tenses, looking to the side as he holds onto the edge of a platform. Peculiar, he does not remember a pony around here before like this one so he gives a small tilt of his head and takes this moment to forget about all the woe that is happening in his life at the moment.] Oh--

I was just stretching my legs. [His voice sounds, accented French.] I like your wings.

[empyreanistic]

[See ponies are good for something. Al blinks curiously, hovering closer. There are blue stars on his flank and he seems perfectly content to be hanging here in the air, smiling] Thanks! I like my wings too, they're pretty awesome, huh? But you're doing a really good job of flying for a human with no wings!

[bridalgownwings]

I guess we have something in common then. [His smile broadened a little more as he watched the other with interest. It was nice to have something that would keep him busy, someone who would talk to him and maybe just give him a break for a moment.]

I like doing this, it kind of allows me to just let go and forget about a lot of things.

[didntneedmagic]

[He figured that he would find the other here.

He catches a glimpse of the other moving up and down, back and forth. There's reluctance in an approach because what can he do? Still, he persists and makes an attempt to follow him as he moves along-- at some times, he can keep up but at other times, he ends up slipping and losing him.

Still, somehow Jonathon manages to keep up, doesn't wait for Timothy to slow down before he approaches, out of breath, a little tense.] Ah-- hey.

[bridalgownwings]

[Feeling a sudden presence and hearing the voice follow he paused suddenly before grabbing onto a ledge and hoisting himself over. Instead he looked over his shoulder to spot Jonathon, his boyfriend for a couple of months now. Forcing a small smile on his lips he turns to look at the other and walk near him, huffing out his breath to catch it up to the beat of his heart he looked to him, accented voice sounding.]

Hey--you should have said something, I would have stopped.

[didntneedmagic]

Where's the fun in that? [The smile's forced, he doesn't need powers of any kind to see that. Brows furrowed, he shakes his head, takes a step closer to the other.] Almost caught up to you that time.

[Leaning back, he tugs at his shirt, fixes it before looking up.] --How're you doing?

[bridalgownwings]

[Drawing the goggles completely off his head he gives that moment to allow his smile to fall. He knows that he can be honest around the other, even though they had never known of each other until he came there he was happy he met him, and happy they had fallen into affection in which they were not judged for like he had been before back home.] I've been better.

Just trying to hold it together--trying to think that somewhere he's just gone home.

[youwouldbe]

[He doesn't know who Billy is, he has a rough idea from the feeds made in the past, the talks.

Asides from that, Alex is the outside party in this situation. Seated on one of the rooftops, he has an apple in hand and he's merely... eating. He catches sight of Timothy and for a moment he's tempted to follow out of curiousity. Instead he waits, anticipates and once the other jumps down to a lower level, he can still see him. Apple held in his mouth for a second, he claps, then takes another bite.]

I'll give it a six out of ten.

[bridalgownwings]

[Pausing at the clap he turns his attention upwards to where the other sits, arching an eyebrow before pulling up his goggles from his eyes, watching him. A small smirk tugs upon his lips as he looks to the other. Ah--Alex, his presence never grows old and he's always a good man to practice with.] You would.

[His accented tone sounds as he lets out a breath.] Enjoying your lunch?

[youwouldbe]

I'm being honest. [Standing up, chews on what he's got as he answers back. His accent's always been heavy, but at least it's understandable. He raises a brow.] Better than that two I gave you the last time.

You want one? I snagged an extra. [And after looking through the various bags on his person, he pulls out another apple, tosses it over.]

[bridalgownwings]

You're just over critical. You could always keep giving me some more pointers like you said you would. [Came the reply as he smirked quietly, crossing his arms as he looked up at the other from his space on the ground. It not so bad, he thinks at least, his accent--it reminds him of home and what he's learned and Alex being here, he's learned some new moves from him as well.]

Ah--thank you. [He smiled brightly as he caught the apple. Things were hard but he liked keeping his mind off things. His sorrow was private and he didn't plan on sharing it openly.]

[ippotsuko]

[Accelerator Yori just so happens to be in the area when he notices Timothy. He gives off a few bright blue electrical sparks in annoyance at the sight of him.

Parkour just so happens to be a hobby of his as well as being a crucial part of his daily life as the Electric Man of Empire City, so he can't help but notice the other boy's skill.]

...Tch. You aren't half bad, I guess.

[bridalgownwings]

[When the others voice sounds he shifts his position near him with an arch of a brow. Ah--well if that wasn't a familiar expression but still, he smiles at it as he calls out in his accented tone, French still a heavy influence in his language.] I could always use some improvement but I'll take that compliment.

[ippotsuko]

Tch, of course you could. But so could all of us, I guess.

[He holds his hands out and an electric current flows between them.]

Besides, I have a bit of an advantage myself. Static electricity can be a pretty helpful thing.

[bridalgownwings]

[He holds up his hands in a gesture of good will with a small laugh.] You have a dangerous advantage!

Sure to be careful around fire, right?