a thought of mine. [Aero]

[Xi Coleman]

[atrb=border,0,true] I was sitting on the pier, overlooking the ocean like some melancholy god. I, however, was not a god. I was only halfway there. But I sat here at the ocean, curled up, appearing like I was holding myself together. My arms were clutched to my knees, holding them fast to my chest while I breathed in and out calmly. The waves crashed at the the bottom of the dock almost quietly, compared to their usual volume. Zac was back. I should have been happier. Hell, I should have been about jumping up to Olympus with joy. I should have felt like I could run to Athens and back in nine seconds without breaking a sweat. Free like a bird, or whatever the fucking analogy is. But I didn't. Rather than being weightless and free, I felt like boulders were on my back, crushing me with the heaviest weight I could imagine. The worst part was that I knew why. The worst part of the worst part is that I knew that the reason was entirely my fault. If I had kept my wide-ass mouth shut, and maybe duct-taped my fingers, none of it would happen. My shoulders would be light and free, the air untainted by the taste of my own ignorance. I was a child of Athena; I should have known better than to say what I did. I should have been intelligent enough to realize that that repulsive, word-twisting Miss Smack would eventually ruin my already-questionable relationship with many people. Semper Capone. I really couldn't decide myself on that guy. He was losing his marbles, that was for sure. I didn't hate him, not yet. Not at all. No. I pitied him. Felt bad. I had a pretty fucked-up way of showing it, though. Rather than attempt to help him—ignore him, as it were—I had decided to shine an enormous, bright light on his biggest grief; Chicago Rae Eastlyn. What had brought me to say anything at all was a mystery to me. I guess just some natural instinct? No, not instinct. Rage. That was the word I was looking for. Rage, at that disgusting leech, Miss Smack. For suggesting that I had cheated on Zac for even a moment. And Axel...poor Axel. How dare she flout his secret to the damned world? Right; because she's a notorious bitch, who stalked everyone within the grasp of her pen and paper. That wasn't even the thing that had enraged me to no end. The fact that Miss Smack had flouted Sarafina in any way was blatantly wrong. Like watching Bear Keeni eat a veggie burger, or watching a butterfly being ripped apart limb from limb. I was surprised that she had slept with Semper, but not at all angry. No, not angry one bit. I could see why she would sleep with Semper. But I would never understand her cheating on Dodger for anything. The parting line of Miss Smack's note was the thing that set me off. Good riddance. Good riddance that Chicago was gone? Good riddance that it had landed such a terrible blow below the belt to the entirety of Richmond? Whatever the reason, it still enraged me. I still couldn't stand the thought of Semper being unhappy. It was wrong. Completely wrong. But the poor guy was just as melancholy and depressed as I was at the moment, curled up in front of an ocean that I figured it would be so easy to lose myself in. I returned my thoughts, hesitantly, to the depressing things I needed to work over. Semper Capone and Tamara George. I had overheard their conversation in Mellow Mushroom. Heard Tamara utter the impossible words that she was pregnant. I knew that she and Semper had slept together, but...Tam? Tamara George? The one who's virginity was practically being stored in history books? She always seemed so cautious with that. But what I had said last night...simply atrocious. I couldn't believe the terrible insults had come from my unhinged jaws. I hated myself for saying them. Hated myself for hurting both of them. I could feel my emergency switchblade in my pocket. It felt like it was freezing the side of my leg. The four-inch blade was practically screaming at me to pull it out and do the thing I hadn't done for a full year. My right hand twitched slightly, reflexively reaching to my left sleeve. I dominated the urge...for a few minutes. I when I could no longer control the urge, I collapsed backwards, my arms flying to clutch something solid. I should've been more specific to my limbs, because my right hand grabbed the clearly-solid knife, and my left hand grabbed the dust in the air. Huh. Evidently, my body was just as clever as I was. Oh, I put up a fight, that's for sure. Anyone in my mind would've known that. I kept thinking at my arms to stop, but they moved like a machine with a broken activation lever. Unstoppable. I gave up towards the end, and let my hand do it's work, dragging the thin blade across my left arm, and watching the blood flow along my arm into the saltwater.

i watched you go ,

874 WORDS FOR Aero.
You Could Be Happy - Snow Patrol.
THANKS TO SOCK-MONKEY.

[Aerowen Kalren]

This was a nice time of night. It was still technically light out. One half of the city was already cloaked in a dark navy blue sky and black while the other half was slowly fading. The beach was still light and inviting with warm Orange and pink and purple. Aero was walking barefoot in something she normally would not wear. She was wearing a wrap around skirt. It just brushed against her knees. The skirt was almost like waves around her thighs as the fabric swayed in the wind and the streaks of multi-toned blues moved. Then her top was also a darker navy blue with rinestone that circled the neck line. The hem was cut off at the bottom of her ribcage and the sleeves were non exsistant. She had her tan sandals by the heel as she walked along the beach. She but them back on as she contemplated sitting on the end of the pier.

Once she started to walk she saw someone sitting on the end and kept on walking. Why not? It was someone to talk to. Then she saw whoever it was fall over backwards and something glinted in it's hand. Aero started to rush forward to make out the figure of Xi who had cut himself. She slowed and knealt beside him as he watched the blood flow into the salt water.

She pulled off her top so that the only thing covering her breasts was her light blue bra and pressed it against his arm. She looked at him and her eyes sparkled.

"What's going on?"

[/b] She asked softly. The only time she had met Xi before he seemed happy and carefree. Something must have been wrong.[/size][/center][/blockquote]

[Xi Coleman]

[atrb=border,0,true] The dark scarlet blood was dripping into the water still, though more slowly. Had my skin gotten paler? No, it was just the time of day. The odd thing about the moment is that it felt good. The pain, I mean. The glorious stream of crimson finally breaking free of it's prison... At the same time, it felt terrible, but not in the neuron-flaring way that you'd expect. The emotional pain was plain terrible. I had promised myself not to do this. Ever. But here I was on a dock, with a red-tainted knife, and a bleeding arm. I almost considered putting my arm into the saltwater to clean out the wounds. Salt was good for that. But before I could act on much of anything, I felt the vibrations of running feet along the dock. Did I know these steps? I most certainly did. These particular steps belonged to Aerowen Kalren, daughter of Aura. But I didn't know that until a navy piece of fabric was shoved against my arm, and I heard the calm, somewhat concerned voice of my recently-acquired friend. "What's going on?" were the words that were ejected from Aerowen's lips. They were oddly comforting, despite the awkwardness of my answer; "Nothing; just pondering my terrible, depressing life. You?" I was surprised by how even my voice was. My mouth twisted into something between a smile and a grimace. It looked crooked. Not even attractive; just crooked. Like someone had just informed me that all of my family had died and I'd lost all of my money. The look of sheer, utter sorrow.

purple teardrops ,

267 WORDS FOR Aero.
Paparazzi - Lady Gaga.
THANKS TO SOCK-MONKEY.

[Aerowen Kalren]

When Aero looked into his eyes it almost made her cry. At the sound of his voice and his words a tear did stream down her cheek. She did not want it to but it was too late now. One hand gently stroked his cheek comfortingly. Why did he remind her so much of her youngest brother? She gently pulled the fabric off and reached down and with a cupped hand scooped up some water. She looked at him before gently rubbing her hand over the hungry mouth of a wound. She looked around and when she saw no one else was around she smiled soflty.

"Thank you, my mother, for your gift of the breeze."

[/b] She spoke the little prayer which she normally said when she envoked her ability. Then she gently blew on his arm and a small breeze picked up, the combination of water and cold air hopefully numbing his arm. At least temporarily. She stayed knealt beside him as she looked sadly down at him, her eyes almost brimming with tears.

"Apparently I am acting like big sister."[/b] She put some more water on the wound and let the breeze do what she had asked of it. She kept looking down at him. Not sure at all what to do next.[/size][/center][/blockquote]

[Xi Coleman]

[atrb=border,0,true] I watched as Aero looked into my eyes. She looked about ready to blubber like a blubbery blubbering thing that blubbers a lot. As it were, a tear rolled down her cheek. So insignificant to the reaction many others may have had. She reminded me of an older sibling, as her hand stroked my cheek comfortingly. I felt the fabric disappear from my otherwise open wounds, and winced slightly at the sting of the salt and open flesh mixing together. She said something in a quiet, whispering voice that reminded me of the waves on a calmer day. The breeze picked up, and my arm froze like I'd just shoved it in a bucket of snow. The sensation was oddly pleasant. "Apparently, I'm acting like the big sister." Aero said quietly, applying the saltwater to my left arm. She stared down at me softly. She did nothing at that point, but I let it go on until she broke the silence or we both fell asleep. Whichever came first.

so little joy ,

169 WORDS FOR Aero.
Simply Being Loved (Somnambulist) - B.T.
Boo! Bad muse! *dies slightly*.
THANKS TO SOCK-MONKEY.

[Aerowen Kalren]

Aero was considered when he did not speak. She looked back to his arm and once she was sure that it would be clean she leaned over and dunked her top in the water. Then she placed it in front of her on the pier and folded it till it was a band. Good thing it had been a rather small and thin top. Once she was happy with it she wrapped it gently around his wrist. The breeze kept it cold so that the sting would go away. Then the wind died down slightly so that it seemedmore normaly and it was more concentrateed one Xi's arm. She blushed slightly as she sat up and took of her sandalsand gently swayed her feet in the water.

"So what's going on. Something is up so there is no point in lying."

[/b] She looked over her shoulder at him. Her blush still there as she kept thinking about the fact that basically now she was in bra and panties. Sure her skirt hide her panties but still. This was a guy so she was never sure.[/size][/center][/blockquote]

[Xi Coleman]

[atrb=border,0,true] Aerowen was thoughtful for a moment. She looked at my arm once and took the top back. At first I thought she was about to put it back on—after all, she was only in a blue bra under it. Instead, she placed it in the water, shaking it slightly until all of the blood had washed out. I knew she wouldn't put it on then; it was completely soaked, and the wind made it freezing. What she did was placed it in front of her on the pier and folded it to a surprisingly small size. She wrapped the band around my wrist. She hooked her sandals off, and let her feet sway in the water, keeping time with the waves. "So what's going on?" Aero asked. "Something's up, so there's no point in lying." I sat up, assuming my previous position, and looked at her through the corner of my eye. She was blushing. Ha. She had no reason to. Didn't I already explain the situation to her? About Zac? Huh. Maybe not. Evidently, it wasn't as big of a topic as I, or others, had thought. Well that was good. "There's not much of a point in blushing, y'know..." I said quietly, trying to change the topic. "I have a boyfriend..." I let the sentence trail off, and remained quiet, staring at the ocean like before. Like it was a million miles away.

just forget the world ,

236 WORDS FOR Aero.
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol.
Poop post! D:.
THANKS TO SOCK-MONKEY.

[Aerowen Kalren]

Aero shrugged when he spoke, the blush remaining on her face. Not that she could control it or anything. The breeze blew on her cheeks to help cool them down.

"Can't really control a blush, but that is good to know. Is that why you cut yourself?"

[/b] She asked, obviously determined to figure out what was wrong.

She kept looking almost longingly at the water. She had been wanting to swim for awhile now, but something always stopped her. Either her dad or the pain of seperation from her young kitten.[/size][/center][/blockquote]

[Xi Coleman]

[atrb=border,0,true] Aero's cheeks dulled in color slightly. "Can't really control a blush, but that is good to know." She said. "Is that why you cut yourself?" Pffft, what a great question! "What do you mean; my boyfriend, or you blushing?" I mumbled, but didn't bother to wait for her, continuing on the same breath. "No. That's not why. I love Zac, and I wouldn't do that for him. Or, rather, to him. No. I did that because I realized what an ignorant ass wipe I was to Semper. And Tam." I looked out on the ocean again. For a few seconds, I considered jumping in. I wasn't really in the dress to do much else; shorts, thin T-Shirt, flip-flops. But I wouldn't. Mostly for the sake of Aerowen and Zac. If I'd never met them, I might not have even had these fresh cuts etched into my skin. If you'd never met Zac, you would've had more, but you'd've never made Semper angry. I thought. I refused, even with these thoughts, to blame anything on Zac. It. Was. Not. His. Fault. Ever.

suddenly crumbling ,

181 WORDS FOR Aero.
Show Me Love - t.A.T.u.
Poop post! D:.
THANKS TO SOCK-MONKEY.

[Aerowen Kalren]

Aero looked at him and just laughed slightly. She had no clue why but she just was. It probably was not normal but Aero did not care at the moment. But that was his problem? Seriously?

"The I, Nurse Aerowen, know the exact presription for this case!"

[/b] She could not help but giggle and almost fell over when she kicked just a bit too hard.

She reached down and with her hand cupped and help from the wind she splashed at him.

"It's simple. You go up to them and apologize. Then if they don't forgive you do what you can to make it up to them. Once that part is done then you forgive yourself."[/b] She leaned back and kept swaying her feet while resting her chin on her shoulder and looking at him. "What do you think of that?"[/b]

((Feel free to push her into the water! Then she can pull him in XD))[/blockquote][/size][/center]