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Post by APOLLO on Jun 4, 2015 10:16:39 GMT
 LETS PAINT IT RED TO FIT IN. At first he just curled himself into a ball and hid his face within his arms and legs. What was he supposed to do? What could he do? He was calm generally. All he did was sit behind that couch hiding. But after a few words from Felix he couldn't help but hear his name being mentioned in Xander's string of furious words. He wasn't really paying attention to notice anything else. He got antsy. Really antsy. At first it was just fidgeting, but as Xander's words got quieter, Apollo got even more nervous. Xander was angry. Possibly at Apollo himself. Xander was his friend, someone that he cared for very deeply, and seeing him like this made Apollo very uncomfortable. What to do when you don't know what to do? Survive. The atmosphere was what bothered Apollo the most. In this way his blood pressure began to rise at an uncontrollable rate. His breathing became erratic, harsh, and stressed. Hiding... This was not how one survived. This was what a coward would do. This was not what he would have done. So in his sudden stress a shadow staff began to form in his hand. A mist of shadow began to lift off of him. His body... He could feel it shaking as he began to stand. His eyes wild. He held the staff at a ready pose. Eyes of absolute terror locked onto both Xander and Felix. He began to hiss, this replacing the gasping that had been happening only several seconds ago. But this hissing was rougher. More pronounce. There was even a hint of growling in it. Get out! Was what he seemed to say. GET OUT!MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Felix on Jun 4, 2015 10:36:22 GMT
| Gluttony The hunger in my stomach
| | Why was Xander so angry? At first he thought it was going to be fun, that Xander would fum and then everything would be all right. That he was just peeved for what ever reason and that it would pass. But he was far beyond that, he seemed down right enraged yelling at Felix. Saying thing that just didnt make sense to him. Felix didn't know what to do. If this had happened a few weeks ago it would have been so easy, he would have binged. In a literal sense eat his feelings, or at least those causing them. The prison has repressed him, he still wasn't sure how, and then the darkness had made him forget.
But he was different now, and he had been determined to stay that way. He had gotten out of that mad house, he had even made a friend. He had promised himself that he wouldn't hurt Xander, and he already felt a bond with Apollo. Why did everything have to be so difficult. All he wanted was freedom, but not only that, he wanted to no longer be lonely.
Flying angrily above his head Red was about to fly at Xander attack him for what he could sense he was doing to Felix. But before he could get very far towards Xander he caught him and help him close to his chest. But Red was in a frenzy and was starting to bite and naw at Felix. He didn't mind to much, the most Red could do was create maybe one new scar at most.
Felix was starting to shut down, there wasn't much he could do. He was fighting so hard against the idea of eating these two people in frustration that he was going to revert quickly back to how he had been in the prison.
As he starts to curl up he answers Xander its not hard for him to do so, he had realized it was more the boredom that led him here. "I was lonely." He is not sure if Xander can hear him, weather he spoke in a whisper or a shout. But it was more of a regretful sigh that he should hear.
Curled up on the floor still holding Red who is starting to do more damage then Felix had thought his blood dripping to the floor he slightly aware that Apollo was doing something. But he was too numb at this point to understand. All Felix could hope for is that he doesnt start to try and eat them unconsciously and that Xander forgives him for whatever it was that he did, he really hadn't meant to.
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Post by Xander on Jun 4, 2015 11:04:21 GMT
Now we've got badblood 
“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?”
Xander let off one more shout at Felix, before noticing something odd going on behind the couch. Apollo, oh god Apollo. When the heartless stood up the nobody froze. He wasn't quite sure how to react. The obvious one would to leave. Sure it was his room, but Apollo was upset. Very upset. It was half scary, half...Heartbreaking?
There was a strong pang of guilt in Xander's chest. Surely this could all be easily resolved. His friend was simple to figure out. He had just terrified him. Scared him to this point, and that wasn't even close to his intention. Then there was Felix. He was lucky he grabbed his fairy in time. If it came any closer Xander would have eaten it. He would have grabbed it, ripped it in half, and made a kebab out of it.
Which wouldn't do the situation any good, not in the least bit. The older nobody was on the floor. Curled up in the fetal position. What even? Can he not handle criticism? Maybe a little shouting? Xander looked down at him almost offended. This wasn't happening. This wasn't what he recruited. This. This all was a mess.
His own anger was understandable. He was worried, and snapped. Apollo's fear was justified, Xander's anger wasn't pleasant in the least bit. But the nobody couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Felix was on the floor. However, the heartless was currently hissing threats. It couldn't be ignored. Xander couldn't have him snap. Anymore commotion will wake the others. He also didn't want to have to fight him. No that would be very bad.
“I'm so done...”
He said with a rather loud exasperated sigh, before turning back to Apollo. Practically apologizing with his eyes. He truly was something else. Quirky, adorable, and terrifying. He really had one hell of a heartless.
“Apollo... Apollo, it's okay...”
He should walk out, let the heartless calm down. But there was no way in hell he was going to leave Felix in here. In fact. He should drag him into the hallway....And beat the shit out of him... That's what he was going to do.
“We're going to go now...I'll be back in the morning, okay?”
Xander had all his attention on the heartless when he reached down and grabbed onto Felix's arm. He was keeping his tone soft, quiet. Not wanting to scare him anymore. Then he started to make an attempt to slowly drag him out the door. Red eyes locked on Apollo. This might be a big mistake.
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Post by APOLLO on Jun 5, 2015 6:25:17 GMT
 LETS PAINT IT RED TO FIT IN. There wasn't much that Apollo could fully understand in this one moment. His blood pressure was so high that he could hear it rushing through his ears. The adrenaline that rushed through his veins tampered with his senses. Usually he was very alert when he was afraid or when he was in danger, but this time was different. This time the elements were changed. There was a strange person (whom he had been getting along well with) laying in the middle of HIS space. Xander was very very upset, about what he was unsure, but he was very worried that it might be because of something that Apollo himself had done. The atmosphere was just too tense for Apollo's senses to handle, and his survival fight or flight mode was kicking in. His sight was slightly blurred and he was seeing spots, his hearing dropped as a loud roar buzzed within his ears, his skin tingled though he stood perfectly still. Apollo turned his full attention onto Xander as he began to move. When he spoke he couldn't hear what his friend was saying, but he did know that his voice was very calm, very soft. Apollo narrowed his eyes at him, his ready stance tense in the dim lighting of the candle light. Xander moved toward Felix to grab him and Apollo snarled at the movement, but didn't move from his spot beside the couch holding the staff at a ready. He didn't want a fight. He didn't want any aggressive movement. His current understanding was very limited. But then he could tell that Xander was trying to take the other towards the door. He was trying to get them both out of the room. Satisfied with this Apollo slowly lowered himself onto his hackles, staring out at Xander and Felix from just behind the couch, the shadows darkening his appearance. He was ready to pounce should anything threatening happen. His eyes still narrowed and his mouth still growling, the hissing being tossed aside. His voice was light while his growling was tense. This would be the first time Apollo would show any sign of actually having a voice. While he calmed down enough to not be a direct threat, that didn't change the meaning of his warning. Not in the slightest. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Felix on Jun 5, 2015 20:54:18 GMT
| The mind is a prison For those who know no freedom
| | Felix's senses where mostly dull to the point on non existence. He was no longer in Xanders room, there no longer was a Xander or Apollo in this room with him. Just beings that wanted to hurt him. But what could he do? He was trapped be it just in his mind or not. The Shackles around his wrists felt more binding then ever, no longer the empowering weapon he had been trying to make them.
Suddenly he felt a hand on his arms and he flinches, almost letting lose Red that was still biting at his chest. That brings back his mind from the depths that it had fallen, he eyes clear and he looks up to see Xander. He still looks mad, but he has calmed, and Felix realizes it's not for him but for Apollo.
Felix stand quitely, but before he can take another step he looks down and sees the picture that Apollo had made for him. Blood from his chest had dripped onto it, staining it at the edges. He reaches down lightly grabbing it so that more blood doesnt spill onto it, ruining it. Holding it lightly in one hand, and the other still making sure Red doesnt rip free.
Felix stands again, starting to head to the door with Xander. But before he turns to looks back to Apollo showing that he has the picture. "Thank you." Then he turns back, and walks out the door to stand in the hallway.
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Post by Xander on Jun 7, 2015 8:00:40 GMT
Now we've got badblood Xander wasn't sure he really had the temperament for this situation. It was up and down, anger, guilt, fear, danger. Apollo being defensive, Felix had curled up like a child... If anything it was starting to feel somewhat...drained... Emotionally drained? Xander didn't even have a heart why in the world did he feel like that. Wait...How was he even feeling?Maybe he was just overthinking it all. His imagination went into overdrive. Maybe he just tricked himself into thinking those emotions were real. Xander was a nobody, and as one he was missing a very vital piece of equipment when it came to feeling. Thankfully, Felix didn't lash out when he tried to move him. In fact, the older nobody got up and got himself out of the room. Carrying along that piece of paper he was waving earlier...Now that Xander was actually paying attention he realized that it was a drawing of some sort. It didn't matter...It doesn't change anything.This whole situation was a mess. The nobody was confused by Felix's behavior, and worried about Apollo's. His own was probably lackluster, but he had every right to defend his territory. His companion. It's what he did. In fact, it's what he'd always done. It didn't matter if he invaded others, as long as no one invaded his.After Felix left the room, Xander gave apollo a sad grin and started to step backwards out the door. “Goodnight Apollo....Again I'm sorry.” On his way out of the room, the nobody picked up the bag he dropped. It would probably be better to give this to his companion in the morning. Surely if Xander were to chuck it at the heartless now he might destroy it. He was too tense, too scared. It was Xander's fault for shouting... There was another feeling of guilt. Very faint, but it was there. Why was this happening now? Of all times? Maybe he was imagining it. Once outside the room, he turned the lock on the door before closing it slowly. Hopefully, that'll help Apollo feel more secure. Without taking his eyes or hand off the doorknob, he spoke to Felix. His other hand clutching the plastic bag tightly. “Don't ever come in uninvited again. Understood? Only when I am here shall you enter.”He was trying hard to be the usual monotone, but there was something off about it. Something very off. Those damned fake feelings.
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Post by Felix on Jun 11, 2015 22:56:46 GMT
| The mind is a prison For those who know no freedom
| | Felix feels Red start to come to his own senses and stops thrashing into Felix's chest. With that Felix let to of the fairy and took a look at the damage he caused. The damage to the flesh didn't mater he would just heal. He was more worried about his cloths. He rather liked these, he had gotten them off the first person that he had killed after freeing himself.
Felix sighs and looks over to Xander, who wont even look at him. After apologizing to Apollo he closes the door but doesnt turn. Felix is still trying to understand why he had such an issue with him being in his cell... Wait, maybe that was part of the issue. Felix rubs his forehead. He had spent so long in that prison that he had forgotten something so simple. It was a Room, his room. Privacy was something that Felix had long ago dismissed at a myth.
Felix bows his head, he was so glad that he had not lashed out thinking he was in the right. His control had held. He may have slipped back into old habits for a moment, but because Xander didnt do what he had thought he would he had been able to come back to his senses.
Felix feels a crack as Red snaps on of his bones while burrowing into his flesh. He was still a bit mad that he had not let him go wild on Xander. He had even less understanding of anything then Felix.
"I am sorry." Felix starts, "I had forgotten sometime ago, just what Privacy was." Carefully holding the picture Felix starts to head down the hall. "Tell Apollo thanks again for the picture. I am glad that me and him can get along." Felix doesnt know if Xander will forgive him, or understand why he did what he did. But maybe he would, that would be nice. He would hate to lose his friend.
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