trans_9 | Don't Play That Song [Open]

Entry tags:

Don't Play That Song [Open]

Sofia had gone to one of the Sensorium rooms to try out several ideas for prom. She still needed to call everyone together to organize the event, but she wanted to try things out by herself just so she'd have an idea.

She'd all ready gone through several versions with different themes. From elaborate and intricately decorated ballrooms to simpler ideas. Right now she was done to the bare bones of the room, clearing it before going to the next idea. There some tables in the corner, a buffet (with no food at the moment), and balloons scattered around the place.

Sofia looked around, her expression blank at first but then hardening. The air around her swirled, picking up speed until it could be heard. And then she lashed out. The balloons were tossed around, soon joined by the tables and chairs, and then the buffet itself. There were loud popping sounds as the balloons collided against the chairs and tables. Then the wind ripped the furniture apart. The storm didn't stop until everything was ripped into pieces. Sofia let it all fall to the ground. She stood in the middle of the wreckage. Silent.

Alone again.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

He placed his hand on her back again, figuring that that was safer than trying to hug her.

"Don't worry about it too much."

"Thank you." She said softly. "What about you? It's your turn now."

"I don't know if you can handle it," he teased.

"Then why don't you- what is that saying? Put your money where your mouth is." Sofia teased back, easily falling into their usual banter.

Reeeeaaaalllly now?

"Okay then. Come here."

And just as quickly as she'd slipped back to how things used to be, her smile vanished. She took a step back. "Why?"

Sorry Julian, it's not you it's... O.K., it kinda is you.

"Because if I'm really going to cut loose, the safest place for you to be is as close to me as humanly possible." And he meant that in the most literal sense.

Her eyebrows raised at that. She paused ever so slightly but then stepped closer. "As long as you do not try anything, please."

"Would I ever do-- ...yeah, I can't get through that with a straight face. Of course I would, but, for you, I won't." He then promptly placed his hands on her hips, then pulled her close until her body was flush against his.

"Now wrap your arms around me and hold on tight." And, yes, this was him genuinely not trying anything.

~~Well, that was arousing.~~ "Are you sure you're not trying anything?" She didn't try to pull away but she hadn't put her arms around him.

"I'm sure." His hands weren't on her ass ~~yet~~, after all.

"Though, seriously? I need you to trust me on this. If you don't, you could get hurt." Though trust has always been an issue in their relationship.

Trust and trying to read each others languages.

Sofia sighed and put her arms around his shoulders. "I do trust you- at least that you won't hurt me. Physically."

He leaned back a little and looked off the side. He planted his tongue firmly in his cheek to keep from responding immediately, but he had to admit that that stung a little.

He took a breath, and decided to let that go for the moment. ~~Its not like anything he could say would change her mind anyway.~~ Instead, he let his powers slowly flick to life.

As they were both surrounded by the green light of his powers, he looked at her a little strangely. His powers were something like an extended sense of touch, and the more energy he started to draw out, the more he could feel her.

I mean, yeah, she was pressed up against him, so he could feel her plenty, but there was sense of true depth there with his tk. She would probably only feel something akin to a breeze that was going right through her. But he could feel her heart beating inside of her chest. He could feel the blood circulating through her veins. He could feel every time molecule of air as she took a breath. He could even feel her kidneys working, which was both fascinating and disturbing to him.

Still, he had never really seen or felt someone like this before.

She hadn't actually wanted to hurt him. Well, perhaps a small part of her did, but really it was the truth. There weren't any illusions here. They both knew why it wouldn't work.

Of course, she was only ~~mutant~~ human. Julian could feel her heart beating faster than normal. Three guesses as to why, and the first two didn't count.

Sofia wasn't actually looking at Julian but at the light around them, her eyes wide in wonder. She'd seen his power but it was clear that some things had changed since they were at Xavier's.

Eventually, his powers started passing completely through her, passing through the gaps between atoms, which is what he wanted. He basically had just tricked his mind into thinking that, like his own skin or his own clothes, her body was part of him, and thus not to be damaged by his powers.

And that she was safe, he smirked a little.

"Just watch this, beautiful."

The forest had reset, only with the two of them in the middle of it this time. He surrounded them in a sphere of energy, and he concentrated, pouring more and more of his power into it. It was just a ball of concentrated force, and it was agitating the air around it so violently that the wind it kicked up was already starting to flatten the trees nearest to them.

He continued to pour more and more energy into the sphere, as much as it could hold. And when he couldn't contain it anymore, he let it all go.

He went off like a nuke, an explosion that was as deafening as it was blinding, unleashing a burst of pure force in every direction, with them at the very center of it all. And when it was over, they were still standing...

...well, more like floating, as the ground beneath them was flattened to a blast crater. And the forest?

What forest? There wasn't anything left for over a quarter-mile in every direction.

Yeah, Sofia was more than a little awed.

"I had no idea you could do that."

"Yeah..." Neither did he, really.

He looked around at the damage for a moment, then looked back at Sofia, and he was keenly aware that she was right there.

She might not have a super power that allowed her to feel all of Julian, but the fact that she was pressed up against Julian hadn't been lost on her. And now she actually was looking at him, fighting the urge to lean in.

Edited 2011-01-15 06:43 (UTC)

Its not like either of them had to lean far, if at all. That's how close they were to each other.

Julian started to open his mouth the say something, but stopped. Then opened it again, but stopped.

He looked slightly towards the side, trying to remind himself that he should let her go. That they wouldn't work out. That she didn't want him. He looked back at her, about to say all of this out loud, but as he turned his head to face her, his lips brushed lightly against hers.

Sofia kissed back, at least at first. She could come up with all sorts of excuses- hormones, instinct, loneliness- but the truth was she did want this.

But she knew this wasn't going to work. They never did.

And so after a several long seconds Sofia pulled away. She started to support herself with her wind powers and let go of Julian.

"I should go." She couldn't meet his eyes.

Julian rubbed his hand over his face, trying to clear his thoughts.

"Yeah... I, uh...

"...yeah." He wasn't going to stop her from leaving.

There was nothing more to do. She wasn't going to change. Julian wasn't going to change. And trying things out as just friends or even acquaintances was clearly harder than she thought it was going to be.

"It was uh... nice to talk to you." She had to fight back any further urges to kiss him, even on the cheek because that would clearly just send the wrong signal.

"I'll see you later." She said before turning and flying away.

Please say something.

"Wait!"

And as soon as that word left his mouth, he mentally facepalmed violently. He was going to have to follow that up by saying something now, wasn't he?

Sofia could have sworn her heart skipped a beat. She looked back, and couldn't quite hide the hope in her voice. "Yes?"

Okay. He got her attention. Good.

That was good.

...

...now what?

"We should... uh... do this again. Sometime. The talking part," he added in for clarity. Less she think he meant kissing, which, yes, he did want to do, but she didn't want to, so... "I mean, the blowing shit up part was fun too, and so was..." He trailed off, not mentioning the brief make-out session, though she probably knew what he meant.

"But we should hang out sometime."

(no subject)

ayasofia.livejournal.com - 2011-01-15 08:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

telekinetic_badass - 2011-01-15 08:46 (UTC) - Expand

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only