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 Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:25 am
Bell seemed rather happy, despite all that had gone down. The phoenix-dragon things was defeated, the Blood Moon Court got what was coming to them, and the Negaverse had rescued the captives. It seemed to be an odd thing to be happy about, considering she, herself, was a senshi, but abduction and torture, in several cases to death just wasn't right. No matter what side you were on.
Bell had told Xavier about what she knew of what had been going on at thebattle site. before the battle. About how she had encountered a Nega that hold told her what the BMC did, and Bell had made her opinion of the matter very colorful, calling the BMC everything under the sun, stars, and moon. Well, all things that weren't good.
Finally they were at Bell's, and she was shuffling around in the kitchen, still talking while she slapped a couple brownies on to their respective plates, then put several scoops of vanilla bean ice cream on top of them. Added a little whipped cream for good measure. Deserts and forks in hand, she came in to the living room and plopped down.
"-and so it's really all just one big cluster ********." And she hadn't said a word about their little one on one battle. Yet.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:34 am
Xavier, of course, had been nothing short of himself and had wanted to do little much than to sit and wallow in his own misery for as long as it took for it to pass and for his sense of dignity to come back to him again.
Bell had other plans in mind, and she had all but dragged him out when she had showed up at his door a few minutes ago. He hadn't refused her. How could he ? He wondered if he could even refuse her anything, look into those beautiful blue eyes, say no, and meant it.
She filled him in on everything. It made his empty stomach flop, much like the thought of ice cream and brownies did. He wasn't sure if he would be able to eat without being ill, but he knew he at least had to try. And then at least not be sick in her presence.
"Maia..." He shook his head, the pain and hurt evident in his face, in his voice, in his everything. Maia was in the BMC. Had she... had she done this ? Was it her idea of the solution ? Her idea of justice ? He didn't agree with it.
Just when they had started to figure things out again, to mend the bridges... Now he didn't know what he wanted to do.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:39 am
Bell immediately became concerned, "What about Maia?"
She really hadn't heard from the girl in some time. However she wouldn't be the first member of the Basterds to fall completely off the face of the earth. But..oh, she and Xavier were related, weren't they? And.. Oh. Ooooooh. Oh s**t. Had Maia gone and joined...? Bell camped her fingers over her mouth as realization dawned.
"Oh I,...I'm sorry.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:46 am
"It's not your fault." He said, softly, reaching out for her hand and holding it tight. Was it for her, or was it for him, for his own comfort ?
Probably both, at this point.
"I don't know if she had... any part in... in this." His voice wavered. "I havn't seen her in weeks." Usually she was the one to call him, and she hadn't. He'd hadn't thought... didn't want to think that the reason she hadn't was because she was torturing other people.
They might be enemies. They might fight. They might kill each other. Themis wasn't as neutral as Bellatrix was, though he also wasn't as involved as others were. He walked an odd, fine line that sometimes seemed to make no sense.
But Themis saw no reason to torture them. Saw no reason to make them suffer like this. How could they call themselves right, good, when they did something like this ?
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:53 am
Bell worried that the Negaverse might retaliate, and do un to the senshi as they had done to them. Only they wouldn't make sure that it was members of the Blood Moon they captured. It was a very worrisome possibility. Bell could only imagine what she would do if Themis was captured. She couldn't imagine how certain members of the Negaverse felt, having loved ones of their own tortured...
And she couldn't imagine how it felt to wonder if one of your own relatives had done the torturing...
"But hey," Bell tried a smile, "Things are right now. I don't think the Blood Moon will be trying anything like that again anytime soon. So uh..." Hmn...
"Oh yeah umm...I hope I didn't end up hurting you when we uh. uh, fought." There was a bit of a small chuckle there. Not that Bellatrix had done much. Uppercut, kick to the back of the knee... She'd been prepared to do worse. And she had expected to get worse than she got. What was funny to her though, was how she enjoyed it. It wasn't like fighting for your life like when you were against a Nega or a Youma. Then again, Bellatrix had held on to some sort of faith that He'd revert back to normal and all would be well. that it wasn't[/i a fight for her life....
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:03 am
"I rather hope so..." Xavier feared much the same thing, actually. That the Negaverse would retaliate, would strike back even more than they already had done. What would he do if Bellatrix was taken ?
What would it do, in his pain ? How many would he kill, in his mad drive to find and free her ? He didn't doubt that he had it in him to kill. Not anymore, not after last night.
There was light and darkness in his heart. For the most part, the light, the good, won out. Would it always be so ? There was no saying if his own personal balance would ever tip out again, and how badly.
The mention of their... fight only made him tense, only made his eyes widen in pain, fear, and self-loathing. "Im... im fine. I didn't hurt you... did I ?" She didn't look hurt... and she didn't even look mad at him for it. It only made Xavier twice as mad at himself on principle.
He remembered what he'd done, what he'd said. It had been so unlike him, so completely. "I don't know what was in those spikes... I saw myself as... one of them. Corrupted. I felt it." There was no saying it was truly how the corrupted senshi felt. "I said these things but... I don't think them. I don't. You know that, right ?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:12 am
Bell nuzzled her cheek against his shoulder and looked up at him with that happy smile.
"I know. And I'm fine. Truth be told, I kinda had fun. I'm not sure why. I should have been scared. I just...tried to view it as a sparring match. Or...or like theatre," the comparison suddenly dawned on her. "You were just playing a role to me."
It was, perhaps, a little comfort. Bell wouldn't have minded having a sparring match again. This time with the real Themis. Not the one who had been under some magical influence. And she stated just that.
"I wouldn't mind a rematch sometime."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:22 am
Playing a role, uh ? It certainly hadn't felt so to him. It had felt like pain, like pure darkness consuming him whole and spitting him as a completely different, foreign entity he didn't want to think existed... even less so was a part of him.
But the dark Themis that Bellatrix had fought hadn't been made up for thin air. It was a part of him, lurking deep down. He had the potential to truly be this.
And the thought threatened to make him sick, even as the ice cream was melting on his still untouched plate. He couldn't understand how she had taken it so lightly... but then, she hadn't felt what he had felt.
He was thankful for that.
"Maybe..." He tried to dodge the issue. Truth was, he couldn't bare the thought of hurting her, even accidentally. Her, of all the people on this planet, he did not want to harm.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:44 am
"Just...don't dwell to hard on it, okay? It wasn't on purpose, and there was no harm done."
It really wasn't something Bell wanted to see him worry about too much. She absolutely hated to see him mope. That was part of why she was being so cheery and had thrown together desert. The light to guide him through his darkness. That's what she tried to be. Even in her worst of times she tried. Didn't mean she succeeded though.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:55 am
He knew why she was doing all this, of course. He knew exactly why, though he could only hope that she wasn't hiding any pain from him. Any resentment from him.
She, truly, was his guiding light, his way out of the darkness. But, as always, it was his choice to follow her, or to ignore it. She could not save him from himself. She could only hold out her hand, and hope that he would take it.
She hadn't told him about DCU, She hadn't told him about his personal decision as to what his future as a senshi would be. There was so many things he needed to tell her. But for now, through, he managed to smile. "Ill do my best."
It was all he could promise her. He couldn't promise her that he would be alright, but he could promise her that he would do his best to be.
It was only then that he started picking at his dessert.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:04 pm
With that little promise, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek before turning to her own desert. And a testament to her lazyless, she reacheed with her foot to reach the little red button on the remote left laying on the coffee table, and turned the TV on.
Some manner of legal documentary was on. That would do for useless noise and distraction.
Likewise, she hadn't told him that she was going to be attending DCU in the fall. She figured if she wasn't really being much of a full-time senshi now, she could focus on a career. It was easier now, not carrying out a thankless job for an entire city, unsure if what she was doing was truly in the earth's best interests. She was more focussed now on what mattered most to her.
So she'd go to school, become a theatre teacher, and see how things went from there. That was the plan~
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:21 pm
He leaned into her touch happily, and at this moment he knew that it was the truth. She was hiding nothing from him. Nothing at all.
All would be well... as soon as he managed to short out his mind.
The TV was turned on, and he couldn't help but chuckle in the manner she had done so, and then he continued his attack on his dessert. The poor brownies never had a chance. Now he only hoped his stomach stopped flip-flopping long enough for him not to throw it right back out. It would be rather unbecoming.
"So, hm." He managed. "Before s**t hit the fan, last night... I wanted to call you. There's something I wanted to tell you." It seemed so much harder now. "I applied to DCU... My grades were kinda shitty but I figured... They accepted me." He paused. "General courses, with music history and guitar tossed in. Things that'll... be useful later on." He didn't give up on his dream. He couldn't, it was one of the only things he had left, and he didn't want her to think that he had.
It was such an odd admition, being that he had fought tooth and nail not to go into Sovereign. How he thought that it was all useless. But things... had changed.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:41 pm
Bell beamed, "That's great." She was glad he wasn't going to give up. He had talent, and it would be sad to see it go to waste. She figured her time to use her talents had come and gone. There was no use really being sad about it either. She had a good run. Now it was time to help others.
"I'll be going too. Education major with a minor in theatre." She had made some calls to the surrounding schools to see what their requirements were for theatre teachers. It didn't sound too bad... And hopefully high school kids would be tolerable. Even with Ainsley in the house, she still wasn't really warming up to the young-un.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:48 pm
He smiled at that, easily and genuinely. "Im glad..." They would go to school together. Not the same classes, but the same building. If they chose their classes carefully, roughly the same classes. They'd be together.
Now, Xavier felt like it was the only thing that truly mattered. Even if he never got anywhere, even if his dreams never came true... As long as he had her, with him, it felt like everything would end up being alright.
"It's scary though, going to a big kids school." He whined, playfully. "You'll protect me, right ?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 4:27 pm
Bell giggled, "Silly! I suppooooose I might be able to, though," she teased. "We should plan our schedules so we have some classes together. Or at least some of the same teachers. Then we can help each other with homework."
Bell hated homework. Well, as leas she had. But then again that was because it got in the way of her theatre work. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she had nothing else she wanted to do instead. However, she supposed there was a million and one things to want to do besides homework...
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