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Post: 76411525_151 created on Sat, 04 Feb 2012 23:58:48 +0000
Posted: Sat, 04 Feb 2012 23:58:48 +0000

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Come feed the rain...
because I'm thirsty for your love; dancing underneath the skies of lust.
Yeah, feed the rain...
because without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust.
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Feng had only just started to yawn when Max dropped the cigarette. He blinked, confused - normally he watched somebody do that only after they were completely finished with it. Surely the man hadn't been-

He let out a startled yelp when Max yelled, got in his face. The boy's eyes widened, but he couldn't see Max's face anymore. His ears ringing, the face shrouded in black, the feeling of the needle slipping through his flesh. He stared blankly, jaw dropped, and his heart raced. He felt as if he was right back in the bedroom, pinned against the mattress, the blade slipping across his chest-

He gasped, out of breath for a moment as he jolted, his hands flying to his chest, moved to his side.

His eyes cleared, and he was painfully aware at who had been the one threatening him, even if it hadn't been intentionally threatening.

Feng shuddered, avoiding eye contact after a few moments, shrugging slightly. "...s'fine." he murmured, closing his eyes again as he attempted to remove that fear. "...doesn't matter. Something stupid. thinking aloud."

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Don't walk away, don't walk away...
Oh, when the world is burning!
Don't walk away, don't walk away...
Oh, when the heart is yearning!
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Post: 76411525_152 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 00:45:35 +0000
Posted: Sun, 05 Feb 2012 00:45:35 +0000

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THE BEST IS YET TO COME❞

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CALL ME DAVE MAX

" It's...been a long night. " He mumbled, as if it excused his behaviour. He sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes. A nice long nap wasn't going to improve matters, and he knew it. Any amount of rest wasn't going to erase all the s**t in his life, it would just postpone it for a little while.
He peered at Feng over the top of his hand before shuffling uncomfortably, his hands finding their way to his pockets.
" If I were you, I'd be out of town by now. " He said quietly, thinking aloud. " As soon as the funeral was over I'd of caught a train or a plane going anywhere, doesn't matter where. Hell, even a taxi would of done the trick, if they could get me out. You've got nothing holding you back, Feng. Forget about the b*****d that knifed you and run. "

He almost regretted those words. Was now really the time? You'll have to say them sometime or other...now's as good as any.

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Post: 76411525_153 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 01:22:29 +0000
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Feng stared at Max and sighed shaking his head. "I can't Max... I know I should. I'm not stupid." he clenched his fingers around the armrests of the wheelchair. "My entire life, I've been running. I ran away from home. I ran away from reality when things got bad when I worked at the club. I ran from the only home I had since the forest- for what? A problem that I'd caused on my own. I can't run anymore. I could do it, physically. But my mind just won't let me. I just..."

He sighed, his eyes watering. "When I was little, my father- my birth father- told me to face my fears. To never show fear. If I run, they'll just... They'll either follow me or hurt my friends to lure me back. I've figured out that this isn't just some creep trying to destroy every elemental's life. This guy... This is personal. I dont know what makes me so special to them, but they aren't going to stop until he has me either in his bed or in the ground."

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Post: 76411525_154 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 02:00:44 +0000
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M A X I M I L L I A N
CALL ME DAVE MAX

He stared at Feng in frustration. How could he realise what was best to do and then do the complete opposite? True, if he ran the murderer could pick off his nearest and dearest, but that was beside the point--
No, it's bang on target. He runs, people suffer. He averted his gaze, irritably darting his focus from one place to the next. The bitter truth was that he couldn't place himself in Feng's shoes; their situations were far too different. He hadn't many friends in Saol, and those he did have were not overly close to him. Losing them wouldn't effect him enough to warrant their death. Feng, on the other hand, was close to a fair number of people. Their loss effected the youth greatly, unsettling him. Max could run without ever looking back, but he suspected that Feng would forever be haunted by the consequences.

" If it comes to that, get in his bed and shut him up. " He growled, glaring at a distant building before swinging his gaze back to Feng. His eyes softened a little as he realised what he'd said before his gaze averted again.
" Sorry. Late night. " That's really not an excuse Max, he reminded himself. He couldn't help it, the words were just slipping out today.

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Post: 76411525_155 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 02:11:28 +0000
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Feng sighed and covered his eyes with his hair, looking down. "...guess that's what I've been doing since I came to this city, isn't it. I guess when it comes down to it, living with being raped is better than death?" he looked up at the sky, frowning as he noticed the temperatures dropping.

"... Might snow tonight." He smiled, more than happy to change the subject. "Not looking forward to the cold, but the snow would be a nice change. It's nice watching I fall at night, in my opinion."

The sad part is that the end is coming closer. The more time he spent running, the longer he'd felt it. He closed his eyes and took in a breath, feeling the bitter ice in his lungs.

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Post: 76411525_156 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 02:51:14 +0000
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M A X I M I L L I A N
CALL ME DAVE MAX

He opened his mouth to protest against Feng's outlook but couldn't voice any words. What the boy had said matched what he was thinking, didn't it? The murderer would just be one more man to add to the bodycount.
No...that's not what I want him to think. Max crouched in front of the wheelchair, giving Feng an apologetic look. He didn't want to see Feng end up in an early grave. If it boiled down to a decision to submit to the killer or continue to fight him, he'd rather Feng do the former. It could mean the difference between life or death.
He's not you. He might not be able to just 'get over it'. Max winced, his eyes darkening. Why linger on the negative? Chances were that the police could find this guy and get him behind bars before he found his way back to Feng again. His thoughts were only bringing him down, making him dwell on what he falsely perceived to be the inevitable. Feng would be fine. He would be watched over in the hospital and whilst he recovered the police would have the opportunity to find his attacker.
So why can't I relax?

" I'm not a big fan of the cold...or the snow. My work shoes aren't really suited to it. " He lowered his gaze, placing a hand on Feng's knee and squeezing gently, reassuringly. " We'll go out if it snows. You, me, hot chocolate and the stars. " He smiled, though it was empty. He couldn't summon enough cheer to keep it, and his lips soon faded back into a worried frown.
" ...Or maybe Andy could take you. I tend to be busy. " He spoke quietly, the thought making him anxious. Perhaps Feng was better off spending time with Andy? Max was a dissapointment; He was struggling to keep on top of events. Andy would make a far better support for Feng...so why couldn't the boy see that too?

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Post: 76411525_157 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 03:01:10 +0000
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Feng blinked, smiling slowly. He laughed, nodding. "I know the feeling. I b***h about the cold weather and getting my feet wet, but I refuse to go and try on boots. Pretty silly of me, I know, but none of them are worth all that money. The one pair of boots I had that were decent were well over eighty. Not even worth it, they only lasted about two seasons. Not even that." He sighed, looking up at Max hopefully.

"...that... that sounds really fun." He smiled slowly. At Max's fixed answer, the smile faded, but he waved his hands. "Bah. Andy's no fun. He'd take me in worrying about frostbite of all things." He rolled his eyes, moving his hand to summon the flame - he found that he couldn't. He frowned and huffed. "Damn. The hell did they pump into my system?" He joked, trying to bring back the happier mood. He sighed happily, rubbing his nose to bring back the heat. It started to work, but his hands were shaking. "...Damn it. I wish it was warmer out... I don't want to go back in." He huffed.

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Post: 76411525_158 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 03:29:01 +0000
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CALL ME DAVE MAX

He smiled, catching Feng's hands within his own, trying to keep them warm. He doubted that it was a particularly effective strategy as his own were no doubt just as cold, but it still didn't hurt to try.
" ******** it, we'll break the rules. " He mused, shuffling a little closer. " Let's see...we'll ditch the wheelchair and get to the road-- actually, keep it, we'll get you there all the faster with a couple of wheels under you. Then it's off to the nearest clothing store to get you in something without a 'just got out of hospital' vibe complete with demon-boots and crash out in the park with takeaway coffee, a lighter and a bulk-box of cigarettes. No-one even has to know. " He smiled, the expression genuine.
" Got anything to add to the scenario? We've got to get our master plan straight. " He teased, trying to put everything else behind him. Murderers, hospitals, work, Sylvester, guilt-trips...he didn't have to think of any of it when he was enjoying himself with Feng like this, sharing pointless banter.

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Post: 76411525_159 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 03:44:04 +0000
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Feng stared incredulously.

what the hell!? What did he drink this morning? He laughed at Max, blushing warmly as his hands were held. He smiled, pulling his fingers tighter around the man's own, smiling brightly. "...Oh? And nobody will think to stop a boy in a wheelchair, in a hospital gown, with fresh stitches, pale skin, and can hardly take two steps?" He giggled. "Sounds like a plan!" He looked up. "Hm... we'll have to find a place that'd be less crowded. Oh! And someplace close, I'm freezing my a** off over here." He chuckled, emphasizing his point with a short shudder.

He stopped, blinking. "Wait... are we serious here?" He blinked, eyes wide. If the man was serious...

He needed a better plan.

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Post: 76411525_160 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 04:16:17 +0000
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He laughed, tugging at the hospital-issue clothing with a staged look of disgust.
" You'd think they'd design something a little less obvious...and a lot more desirable to look at. " He complained, " Let's face it - anything better than this. "

He looked up at Feng's question, his eyes meeting the other's. The look on the other's face was so sincere...
Max cushioned his arms on Feng's legs, his chin in his hand. " Do you want me to be? " He asked with an ambiguous smile. He held Feng's gaze for a few moments more before he closed his eyes, opening them only to look away. " It's just a bit of fantasy. " He spoke with a tone that didn't quite believe what he was saying. Of course he wished they could just run off for a while, but to what end? Feng would get in trouble with the hospital, possibly even the police. No-one would know where to find them if trouble stirred up and their escape would only bring a set amount of happiness. Sooner or later everything would catch up with them.
Besides...he shouldn't be giving Feng more reasons to endear himself to him. Max wasn't superman; He couldn't make all the bad things go away.

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Post: 76411525_161 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 04:24:24 +0000
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Feng shrugged, laughing. "Preferably something in pink, maybe some light blue strings." He smirked, looking down at himself before wincing. "...ugh. Nevermind. That would be terrible." he laughed. "I look awful in pink, Max. You don't even know. Awful. I remember once, Andy got me a pink shirt as a joke. I liked the color. I tried it on. Never doing that again, I looked like a giant unwrapped gumball..." He scoffed, scratching the side of his face.

After Max said something about it being fantasy, Feng shrugged. "Damn! Just have to spend some time with you here, then. Oh, how will I ever survive?" He joked, leaning down slowly to kiss the corner of the man's lips gently, smiling. "Thanks for being here, Max. Means a lot. I know you're busy though, so I won't be too demanding, I promise~" he giggled, smiling slowly. "Be sure to snag an extra slice of food from Andy at his place to pretend I'm still there. He might get pissed, but just shrug and eat it anyway. That's what I do." He smiled, playing absent mindedly with his own hands.

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Post: 76411525_162 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 05:23:49 +0000
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CALL ME DAVE MAX

He touched the spot at the corner of his lips where Feng had kissed him, his eyes darkening a little. He lost hold of his previous amusement, his thoughts preoccupied with the deception he was so easily playing. He didn't want to stay at Andy's, especially if Feng wasn't going to be there to accompany him, but he couldn't tell the boy that either. At the mere suggestion of spending the next month in his apartment, Feng would probably hit the roof. The boy had been quite clear about his feelings on the matter when he'd forced him out of his home...
" Sure thing. " He replied, keeping up the lie. He needed a simple solution to that problem...perhaps he could stay in a hotel? It would be expensive but he could afford it if he dipped into his savings. But then it was so much easier to return home...

He closed his eyes. Now was not the time to be thinking over his living arrangements; He could easily let something slip if he dwelled on it for too long in Feng's presence. Max ruffled the boy's hair, sitting back a llittle.
" Want to stay out here a bit longer or are you ready to go back in? " He asked, aware that it was cold out and the boy didn't have much in the way of warm layers.

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Post: 76411525_163 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 05:40:55 +0000
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Feng smiled and nodded, giggling.

"...I don't want to go in. But it seems that I have to." He adopted the tone of a snobby rich boy, sniffing for emphasis, "It seems I have lost complete feeling of my extremities." He laughed toward the end, unable to keep it up.

As soon as Max began to move him, Feng laughed, feeling like a child again, pushing his arm upward, carefully avoiding hitting the man. "Onward!" he called, earning a few hateful looks from other people. He played the part of a victim of some sort of psychological damage, giggling and making odd hand gestures as if playing with something, the hate turned to sympathy - as soon as he was out of range of them, he winced, giggling nervously and sinking in the chair. "...remind me never to do that again."

Once they reached the ER, Feng winced - Ankh was standing in the hall. She looked back in the room and he could hear Andy talking to Eclair, and the girl rushed over. "Jesus! There you are, you scared the hell out of me!"

Feng looked guilty. "...Sorry. Kinda begged to be taken outside-"

"Hey, you don't have to explain anything to me. I'm just glad it was Max and not some psycho." She grinned, looking around. "I'll distract everyone for you, you guys hurry up!"

Feng looked up and kept the noise to a minimum-

"WHAT THE HELL, ANKH."

"SORRY!"

"I DID NOT NEED A SHOWER TODAY."

"...Well... I thought you did..."

Feng stifled a laugh, biting his lips.

As was placed back in the bed by nurses, he looked up at Max. "Thanks. That was quite nice. I feel... actually I feel a lot better now that I've gotten some fresh air."

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Post: 76411525_164 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 20:40:35 +0000
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CALL ME DAVE MAX

Max arched a brow at Feng's antics, pushing his wheelchair more vigorously so as to avoid further embarassment. There had to be something in the winter air that was making the two of them do daft things; Upon seeing Ankh's reaction to Feng's return he was certain that whatever was floating around outside was being pumped through the air-con inside too (then again, maybe that was just Ankh). He wheeled Feng into his ward quickly and discreetly, letting the nurses take over as Feng was manhandled back into bed.

" Or at least the closest thing Saol has to offer to 'fresh'. " He mused, fiddling with the edges of the blankets covering Feng. He checked that they were tucked in correctly before changing his mind and loosening them for him.
" I'll visit sometimes, but I can't make any promises. In the meantime, don't turn down your friends. " He paused, his smile faltering. Feng needed to be surrounded by more reliable people than himself.

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Post: 76411525_165 created on Sun, 05 Feb 2012 21:18:43 +0000
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Feng nodded to Max slowly, pinning his smile easily. It didn't falter, but his mind began to race. Was he really going to be alone all this time? Andy had to work, Eclair couldn't spend all of her time here, and Ankh, he assumed, had to work as well.

No matter. I've been around this way before. I could handle it then, I can handle it now. It's only for a few weeks anyway, what could it hurt?

But it hurt a lot. He couldn't fathom why it hurt, since he knew everybody around him was so busy. Perhaps it was just... fear that was hurting him. He feared that while he was sleeping, the murderer could be just inches away from him, staring at him as he tried to rest. He couldn't suppress the terrified shudder and he held his arms, the shaking continuing. He played it off as being cold, smiling at Max and giggling childishly, worming his way further under the blankets, closing his eyes. He couldn't wait to go home.

but the moment you walk back into that house, you're putting Andy in further risk. The longer you hang around these people, the more dangerous this game becomes.

The boy bit his lip nervously, averting his eyes, purposefully keeping his gaze from Max. Perhaps the man was right. Maybe it was safest for him to... to run. He couldn't keep fighting like this forever. It had only been a week, perhaps over a week, and already he was sapped of his will to live-

this thought had him scrambling to sit up, eyes wide. The thoughts back at Max's apartment came back to haunt him, and no matter how much he tried to hold them back, they still pushed through.

They can't make other people suffer if their target is unavailable through death, can they?

Stop this. It wouldn't matter! They'd either choose a new target or move on, it isn't guaranteed. Besides, the police will catch them. They have to. That's their JOB.

But sometimes, they aren't caught...

Feng sighed and fell back, closing his eyes again, his lips pulled into a thin frown.

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