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Braving the masses... [OTA]

Dec 21, 2009 03:54

Manuel had decidedly been avoiding encountering most of his new teammates. It wasn't that he was inherently antisocial, but he'd learned a long time ago that he couldn't handle the constant press of emotions from all sides. Emotions, he'd found, were like voices. The closer you were to someone, the louder their feelings were. Therefore, with the ( Read more... )

✝ manuel 'empath' de la rocha, ✝ allison 'magma' crestmere, marie 'rogue' darkholme, [content] adult

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drainingtouch December 21 2009, 16:48:23 UTC

She'd being sitting thinking for too long, after her wellness check, she was considering everything she knew about her powers. She was a bit of a mess, not the usual resentful anguish, or the envy that usually spiked in her. Instead it was more fear of herself and wonderment at what she could be capable off.

She was in a bit of a trance as she wandered to the mess hall, looking for something to eat and a mug of tea to mull over things again.

She hadn't been expecting there to be too much traffic from the others at this time.

empathetic_ass December 22 2009, 04:42:43 UTC

Manuel felt the girl's emotions before he even saw her. There was a sense of self-fear mixed with a distinct almost thrill. He glanced back and saw her approach the counter.

Nodding slightly, he looked over and managed a brief smile.

"Afternoon." It wasn't exactly the best conversation starter, but Manuel figured that it was in the very least polite.

drainingtouch December 22 2009, 12:16:10 UTC

When she noticed him she tried to perk up, smiling sweetly despite the conflict within. She was always good at pretending. "Hey there," she hadn't met this one before, which was excuse enough to play nice and be friendly. "Ya been hidin' out 'round here or somethin', sugah?"

Not that she was a one girl social butterfly. But most of the time, you saw the faces around camp. Even when you never spoke a word to them.

empathetic_ass December 22 2009, 21:02:33 UTC

She had a nice smile, but he could still feel the conflict inside of her raging on. This is why he avoided people. Not that they were unpleasant to be around, just that it was hard not to realize when they were lying to you. Themselves.

"Si. I don't get out a lot." he chuckled and poured his coffee, adding just a touch of sugar. "Been avoiding it for the most part." Despite the fact that usually he did enjoy social outings, he just had to avoid them for his own sanity.

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flowlikemagma December 24 2009, 04:43:50 UTC

Allison came in from her run, red in the face, her ears stinging from the cold. It was her regular routine to head into the mess, get a glass of water and something to munch on, then unwind in the corner. She dealt better with this place now that she was on some kind of routine. Her mood had been improving and improving.

It was weird. But it was nice.

She filled a glass from the tap and drank half of it, then refilled it. When she turned around, she spotted a familiar frame. A smile crawled over her lips and she tiptoed behind him. She figured she wouldn't surprise him, that he'd feel her coming, but she was going to try anyway. She slid her arm over his shoulder and let her hand trail down his chest, then pressed her lips to his ear. "Hey baby."

empathetic_ass December 24 2009, 05:48:56 UTC

Manuel hadn't noticed Allison come in, but he had felt her presence. The emotional link between them seemed to hum when she was near and he smiled as he felt her creep up behind him.

Setting down his coffee cup, he reached up and slid his warm hand over hers, grinning softly. "Good afternoon, querida." he rumbled, his voice deep as he turned and pulled her into him, leaning against the counter.

flowlikemagma December 24 2009, 06:11:25 UTC

She wrapped her arms around his waist as he pulled her into him, smiling at him in the most disgustingly sappy way. She felt gross because she was sweaty from her run, but didn't much care. She'd been sweaty with him plenty. Allison let out a little sigh.

"You okay?" Her hand reached up to stroke through his hair, then held to his cheek for a minute. She knew he tended to avoid the mess for anything other than food, since the crush of emotions was overwhelming. Allison tended to talk about stupid crap during meals. She'd managed to go on for twenty minutes about Where's Waldo? the previous night. Yet, here he was, in the mess without her. "You being social?" There was a hopeful tone in her voice. She was attempting the social thing, too. She pushed onto her toes and kissed him softly.

empathetic_ass December 24 2009, 06:19:05 UTC

He didn't care that she was sweaty. He needed a shower soon anyway. He rubbed his hands down over her arms before she reached up to touch his face and he smiled. "Si, querida, I'm fine. I just needed to get out."

The intensity of the emotions around here, particularly since they were cooped up with little outlet, tended to drive Manuel off of the deep end on the best days. He'd lost a little weight since coming here simply by avoiding meals when he could, and he knew that wasn't entirely healthy. He chuckled, nodding, an almost rueful look on his face.

"Yes. I figured it would be helpful to try and get to know some of my teammates."

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