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 Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 10:24 pm
Just how long had it been since Avior first found himself at this little rental place? When he had met that person who meant so much to him. It couldn't have hardly been six months for their entire time together.. From May they met.. To November when he had to break off their friendship. Not even the place they met, this odd little Blockbuster, could struggle long enough for him to enjoy after he parted from his old life.
Just why was he here anyway? Perhaps for that sense of familiarity this place gave him. Maybe for the chance to see that one senshi who he had spoken to before in this very spot. Yes, that was a great reason. The want, no, the NEED to find something familiar, someone who could be his friend after this immense change that he had gone through. After patrols, for a few nights in a row, the boy came to this place and waited, hoping that one night the other would finally come along.
Would Vespa be happy that he had defected? Excited to make a new friend? Gods knew Avior needed someone to talk to. A few new friends were made, but.. Something familiar.. Something known was needed to cling to. He remembered everything from his life as Isha. No relief from such thoughts were given when he became a Dark Mirror Senshi, and he suffered from it.
He hoped to all heaves that Vespa, that someone came soon..
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 12:05 am
He didn't want to go out. He didn't want to do anything. And the worst part of all of this was that he really had no one to talk to about it. His family had noticed a chance in his behavior, but Scott couldn't confess to them what the problem was. Well, to an extend. He could explain how Isha and his family went back to India, but that was all he could do in the matter. His parents told him that these things happened and that he'd find new friends, maybe even when it went to college. This weekend, his dad was going to take him to go scouting for colleges, but Scott wasn't really interested anymore. He hadn't heard back from a single one yet, and he had gotten his hopes up in thinking that Isha would have been his roommate for when he eventually graduated. Scott would have waited, too, but it was not meant to be…
But not only did his family not truly understand the depth of his sorrow, but neither would the Negaverse, so even when he felt like garbage, Scott forced himself to henshin up and take the streets in his patrol. Tonight, he was hoping it would have been uneventful, and even he knew that any effort to collect energy would have been akin to pissing in the wind, but now that he powered up, he felt as if he hand no choice but to make use of it.
So, with no intention of fighting or even looking for a fight, the Senshi of Wasps made his way to the streets, and it didn't take too long for the senshi to find himself walking a familiar trail. He never once looked up or observed the street signs, as he knew this place by heart, and what brought him here, to the now eternally closed down Blockbuster videos, was likely his own sick and twisted sense of personal-shaming and self-loathing. Here was where he met Isha for the first time. This was also where he kept running into that senshi, Avior… would he find the senshi here again, he wondered? And if he did, then would he be Avior of the White Moon that didn't deserve him, or would he have finally have followed through with his promise to defect to the Dark Mirror Court? Which would it be? And why did Vespa find himself genuinely curious?
His answers likely waited at the top of the Blockbuster, and when he finally made it to the rooftop, he found himself staring at a Dark Mirror Senshi. And not just any Dark Mirror Senshi, but… "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. You really went and did it…"
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:05 am
"You came.. I really was just sitting here, waiting for you.." If anything, his words were soft and to himself, merely coming out as a breath, earnestly stunned that his waiting actually payed off this time. He stood, making to go and hug the other, but he stopped about half way, stepping backwards, closer to where he sat before. Though Vespa might not attack him now, it might not be the best idea to suddenly go and hold onto another person.. Not when the last time he did such a thing ended in tears.
"I did, and Let me tell you, It's like a breath of fresh air. No one attacks me anymore, no one seems afraid of me, that I've come to notice anyway. And I am respected. I'm strong, see? I even have wings." Avior did a somewhat half turn, showing off the heavy attachments to the back of his uniform. He couldn't place what material they were made of, but they certainly weren't cloth or feathers or anything. They were cold, maybe stone, and slightly rough to the touch. But they weren't really that useful though.
Avior was not blind to the way Vespa held himself.. Something just wasn't right with him.. Was it because the Blockbuster closed down? Or was there something heavy weighing on his mind..?
"Hey.. Now that it peaceful between us now, and you won't get into trouble for being seen with me.. Do you want to maybe sit down and talk for a while? You seemed stressed, and that's putting it lightly. And I wouldn't mind a kind ear either. I could tell you about the defection, if you'd like." Avior sat back down on the roof top, hoping with all hopes that Vespa would stay. They could be right friends now! If, that is Vespa wanted to be.
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 9:46 pm
Anyone with a good sense of humor and wit about them could have taken that statement and easily have turned it around into what could have been the best of all wise cracks of all time. Vespa could have said something along the lines of 'oh that didn't come off as very stalker-ish at all', or 'of course you were waiting for me, I'm awesome!'. Unfortunately, Vespa was neither articulate nor had such a high esteem about himself, so such replies were lost. Instead, all he could manage was a silent gulp, as he kept his distance from the newly changed senshi.
But as inadequate as Vespa felt in himself, he stuck around, listening to Avior's confession and unable to deny that, despite the chance from white to black in his attire and the strange new glow in his eyes, he did seem… happier. Avior didn't even really have to say anything for Vespa to know that he was at peace with himself, and while he found a small part of himself happy for him, he couldn't help but feel jealousy swelling up, along with some minor bits of pride. Avior was happy… and he wasn't. How fair was that?
"Y-yeah, the wings are nice. Means you're Eternal rank now, right?" Vespa said, not wanting Avior to sense his jealousy and confuse it for hostility. Not that he had any reason to completely trust him yet- after all, he may have defected from the White Moon Court and into the Dark Mirror's, but in someone's eyes, he was still considered a traitor to their cause, and he was no longer an ally of the Negaverse either. How was Vespa suppose to approach this? Unfortunately, he failed at hiding his emotions, so Vespa tried to deflect them instead. "It's too early to say that. Though we're not technically enemies anymore, we're not allies either. For whatever reason, Queen Metallia broke off the alliance between the two… so, no, things still aren't peaceful. Just means I don't think I can attack you outright…"
Probably not what Avior wanted to hear, really, but Vespa couldn't lie. Not to Avior, or anyone, really. Too much was on his mind right now, and maybe it was because he just lost a friend that he was willing to ignore everything he had just said, as he approached Avior and took a seat next to him. "You talk- I don't have a lot of interesting stuff to say anyway. I'll listen."
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 2:06 pm
"Vespa, you hurt me so. And here I was thinking.. Ah well, I thank you all the same for sitting with me." How disappointing.. Not so much as even a smile from the other caused a small feeling of uncertainty to well up in the back of his mind. Maybe this was a suggestion that they couldn't be friends no matter what he did.. But what of it?! Avior had not changed just for Vespa. He did not change just for ONE person to like him now. If he wanted to be a little d**k about things, let him. In a liquid motion, he went from smiles to a grimace, to a vision of anger, straight back to smiles. No point in letting Vespa know of his irritation with him.
"Well, as you can see, I am now Dark Mirror Court, and the process was.. Actually far more simple than you could imagine. Powered wise, anyway.. On the civilian side, it was complicated as all hells. I had to somehow wiggle out a new identity. A new name and a new home, new passports and a new school, a way to have enough money to live. It's not as if I'm old enough to be completely independent. And I wasn't about to drop out of school. Just because I have a new identity, doesn't mean I was going to let myself become a drop out with no future. If the Dark Mirror's plans needed to take more time, then I need a way to make something of myself, you know?" Or perhaps he didn't. After all, he was just awakened as a Negaverse Senshi, right? Ah well. Taking a moment to go quiet, and think about more he could tell the boy without finding himself getting irritated at him either, a thought came to him, and his smile fell to one a bit more bittersweet, His lips rolled inwards as he bit down on them, contemplating how to go about this without making it awkward for him. Then again, maybe making things awkward would be a way for Vespa to open up to him.
"I think.. Well, saying goodbye wasn't that hard, for the most part. My family, turns out they didn't even find my note until a week after I left. Goes to show how much they care. And I didn't really have many friends that weren't online, and those online ones never knew my real name anyway, so I didn't have to say goodbye to them. But.. I guess I still had hope that someone would miss me, so I went to him, offering my heart, and hoping that he'd take it, and tell me not to go. Maybe I wouldn't have defected, but I wouldn't have continued to do things for the White Mirror Court, like bursting youmas or such like that. I would have stayed for him as a civilian. I would have given everything I had to him. I bet it sounds so stupid to you, but I treasured him more than I did myself..." A little laugh came from him as Avior leaned back on his arms, giving a bit of a sideways glance to the direction where Scott lived, before turning his gaze up to the sky above. The city sucked; even at it's darkest, you could hardly see anything besides the moon and a star here and there.
"You probably don't care, though. And It's not like you'd lean over and be all 'Oh Avior, you're an idiot to try to give your heart to someone, and place the decision of whether or not you'd really do it on just one person!' But if you did, you'd be right. I'm here now, and I regret nothing. And I think he still thinks I'm safe, far away back to India where I was born, so that's good. You know what hurt though? The fact that he said hardly nothing, just to tell me to go. And though it still kinda aches, I'm glad he told me that! I feel liberated and heartbroken and amazing and so many other things at once, and it's great! It truly and honestly is. I will just chalk up my childish reactions and expressions in the past to the flimsy whims of adolescence."
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:58 pm
Whether or not it was clear that Avior was joking, it mattered little to Vespa. To him, anything remotely negative said about him or anything, really, was always taken as a personal jab, and now was no different, even when the other senshi was technically not longer an enemy to his organization. "So what else is new? I'm a Wasp, I hurt everyone I come across indiscriminately… what makes now any different?"
He could have retaliated with a sneer, telling him that he should have been happy that he didn't outright attack him and that alone should have been enough, but he wasn't in the mood. After the fallout with Isha, Vespa wasn't willing to fight, either physically or mentally, so he'd gladly listen to someone else's journey to salvation, even if it wasn't meant for him. So, he listened to Avior's tale, half interested and trying so hard not to let his mind wander to his friend that was likely getting settled in India right now. Isha wasn't here demanding his attention, this one was… yet even as he told himself this, he had difficulty following.
"So, you lost your civilian identity?" Vespa asked, knowing that he was likely repeating information just given to him and striking at an open wound, but it was just something worth repeating in his mind. He tried to wrap his head around it, but it was just much. His family, friends, acquaintances… he gave all of that up, just to be in the Court he felt he was meant for? Was it worth it? Avior seemed like he should have been in heaven, but Vespa couldn't ignore the hint of despair he thought he heard in his speech, explaining how he gave his goodbyes to all he knew, how little he felt it affected them, and nothing could stop Vespa from feeling some sympathy for him, as well as perhaps a sense of understanding. "Sounds like none of them deserved you. Not even him, if they treated you like that on our departure. I think you made the right choice…"
He may not have admitted it, but he admired Avior. To seek a place where he felt he belonged, he broke away from those that either held him down or spared them from some form of heartache and maybe from danger, though they'd never know it. Could Vespa do the same? He laughed. No, he couldn't. He was too weak.
"I do care. I'm listening to you ramble on and not attacking you, right?" Vespa snapped, clearly insulted at the implication of him not caring, and while he could have easily taken that as fuel and turned his fury on him, but somehow, he held it back. Avior's been through enough and even he could acknowledge this. What caught Vespa's attention was the mention of India, and what stopped him from digging into that topic any deeper was the small voice in his head that told him that he just needed to get over Isha and stop associating so many things with him. India was a large country, and there were a LOT of people who came from India in Destiny City… surely it was just a coincidence, he told himself. "If you have no regrets, then good. That makes one of us."
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 4:04 pm
"Vespa, are you really that alone? Do you want to hurt people, because right now, you're being an.. An a*****e for no good reason!" Avior wanted to remain calm, he truly wanted to be this a situation where he could maintain his happy, pacifistic persona and that the air between the two boys could still be peaceful, but Dammit, was this boy getting underneath his skin. Did he want to fight, no, but he wasn't about to let Vespa go on as he was.
"Yes, I had to give up my identity, but these memories still swarm inside of my skull, and won't leave me alone! How could you say that he didn't deserve me? Maybe he was doing what he thought was best for me! I was the one who went into his house and spent the evening with brothers, pretending everything was okay, then dropping a bomb on him that I was leaving! I was the one who made him cry, made him tell me to leave, because I wasn't strong enough to make a decision on my own. And I left him behind, and with him, my own heart!" Avior stood up this time, turning to face Vespa head on so tempted to grab him by his stupid tie and make him stand there, force him to listen to how badly his heart was aching right now.
"I thought I was alone before, but now.. Now I don't even have the comfort of him. Even I was just a friend to that boy, just the thought of his bright green eyes seeing only me was enough to make me smile. Maybe you DON'T know what that means, maybe your mind is cruel and warped for some reason, and you are nothing but a wasp that is meant to hurt everyone, but I don't want to see you like that! and I WON'T. You can be a jerk, you can yell and hit and hurt me as much as you want, but you know what? I'll still stop and try to be your friend and do what I can to help you, because even if it's one way, I still like you. We both have regrets, we both have some sort anger or despair that plagues us, but I won't let you suffer alone! I won't let you get that far like I did!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 3:30 am
The tragedy in all of this was that Vespa was genuinely trying to be civil with the other senshi. He truly was. While he was no longer part of the White Moon, he was no longer an official ally either, and up to now he felt he was being as nice as he was allowed to be. But Avior's livid anger and his harsh remarks were the clearest indication to the Wasp senshi that he had, once again, failed miserably. "a*****e? For trying to comfort you and talk to you?"
He didn't get it, but that was no surprise. Vespa knew himself to be dense. He knew himself to be lacking in a lot of departments, but Avior's anger posed another mystery to him, and it was near impossible for the corrupted senshi not to get offended as Avior's hot retaliation. He was itching for a fight and would gladly strike the other down, but there was something about his ranting that made sense. It seemed familiar, and it was impossible not to focus on the keywords being dropped, like a hammer slamming against his skull it demanded his full attention.
Went to house. Brothers. Leaving.
Vespa stared at Avior, green eyes so wide that he swore that they were mere moments from popping right out of his skull, not that Avior could see beyond the visor, nor would he probably care, given how mad he was at him. All of that seemed... too familiar, hitting too close to home, and Vespa could only wonder if Avior was who he was thinking he was. It couldn't be. It simply couldn't be! Even when Avior looked ready to throttle him, all Vespa could do was just stand there, like a doofus, unable to speak either to the other or in his own defense. Even when it got to the tail end of that rant, Vespa found himself shaking in his black boots, his insults hitting his conscious like a thorned whip, even if he had this delusion that he was going to protect him. Oh, Vespa heard all of that, and it hurt a lot, and without warning, he grabbed his visor and pulled it off his face, allowing him to see his green eyes and wondering if that'd be enough to break the glamour that surrounded him.
Maybe he should have said nothing. He didn't know if what he was doing was allowed, but... he had to know. He had to. "Isha?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 8:53 am
The irritation that once ran hot through Avior's vein's froze instantly for Vespa's reaction was completely unexpected. Even when they were in the darkness of Avior, stumbling down those staircases in the dim light the Wasp refused to take off those silly looking glasses. What had he said to trigger such a reaction? And those eyes.. They were vivid and beautiful and Avior could not tear his own from them. What emotions could the corrupt be feeling right now to have warranted such a response? He made to say something, to ask about what why would he do such a thing.
And yet Vespa said something that just reshattered Avior's already fragile being. That name, Spoken as if he was seeing someone who had been long gone.
"Who are you to know that name..? You can't be someone I.. That he knew.. He had but one friend, and.. And there's no way that you could be that person, right? I-I mean, that person would have never tried to attack someone who wanted to be a friend. " It couldn't hurt to mention, if not discreetly, that he was, in fact, Isha. There was no that Vespa could go to to hurt him somehow. He had cut all ties, and though he had not made peace with it, he wasn't about to go and check up on them like some lovesick child! And.. This boy, this Vespa couldn't have been the very same boy that Avior had talked about moments before. What was this, some seriously jacked up fairytale?!
ChibiGingi I'm going to go off like the glasses didn't remove his glamor. I figure that would be the case, right?
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 5:30 pm
Vespa let out a spat, looking down at the visor when Avior obviously did not recognize him and immediately drawing his hatred back onto himself for have been so foolish this whole time. He thought it was his visors that was protecting his identity and thus refused to take them off, but seeing that Avior didn't see and recognize the one behind the visor, what was the point of this thing? It took everything he could to not simply throw it off the side of the building, but his anger was still clear to hear in his voice. "Of course they do nothing... dammit! Stupid, useless things!"
Nevertheless, he placed them back on his face, perhaps in a pathetic attempt to hide his emotions, but it was too late. Avior assaulted him with questions and the tension in the air was made worse by the fact that he was right. He responded to the name, as though someone called Superman out for being Clark Kent. That meant that... it was Isha. It was his friend. Avior was his friend, Isha, the whole time...
In lieu of Avior's denial, Vespa wondered if he should have bothered revealing himself now. His identity was sacred and meant to be kept a secret, even from his own kind, and yet, he felt obligated to reveal himself to him. Because this was Isha. Avior was Isha. It was just... so hard to even think of this, much less say it aloud. He looked around, just in case there were people around, and much to his dismay, there wasn't. It was just the two of them.
He grabbed his pen and whispered harshly to Avior, an edge in his voice as he let out a warning. "Don't you dare freak out."
Then, he powered down, revealing Scott Erlea. A very not happy Scott Erlea.
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:22 am
Avior's own nagging feeling was confirmed as Vespa powered down and stood before him. And he had took it to heart not to panic or freak out, instead he was fighting a losing battle not to cry. How was he supposed to handle this.. What was he supposed to say, supposed to think? His best friend was right there, before him, standing and looking the unhappiest he had ever seen him. With all that dramatic talk about leaving, about how he was going to have to never see him again, here he was, caught in his lie.
"... I.. Scott, I'm.. I would have never.. " As speechless as he was, he wasn't about to power down, not just yet.
"... I won't power down.. Isha no longer exists as a person.. I'm someone else now, someone you wouldn't recognize, someone you would have never seen before. And.. I don't know if I want you to think of me as Isha anymore. Not since I'm no longer him.." How would he even be able to live as himself if there was still someone who knew him as Isha when he was Nischal now? How messed up would he become, being torn between two identities..? Why couldn't his mind just have been wiped?!
"You show me this.. What do you expect me to say? That I'm happy it's you? That I'm glad to see you again? We've fought, you have even said that we could never be friends, and it turns out like this.. This is.. Scott.. I just.. " So lost he was for words that he just found himself sitting down again, gripping the edge of his sheer coverings.
"I've caused you so much pain.. I've hurt you, I've lied to you.. I am so sorry.. I'm so so sorry.."
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:41 am
He knew he was taking a big risk in powering down, especially given their shaky standing with the Dark Mirror Court. They were not enemies, but they were no long considered allies. Had he made a mistake? He certainly felt that way and if he had his wits about him, he'd start thinking of a way to correct this mistake. But as it was, Scott couldn't think of the long term consequences of his actions, only what he was thinking and feeling now.
How was he feeling now? What was he thinking at this very moment? Scott couldn't say for sure, but what he knew he felt was pain. Everything from that night came bubbling back to the surface, emotions that Scott was still ill equipped for, even now. That night was not only one of the worst nights he ever experienced, but it was absolutely the worst night ever, and he was staring at the cause of it. Someone he knew, both in and out of uniform. Isha was Avior, his enemy, his friend, his...
He tightened his hands into fists, even when he had no power to strike him with. In this state, he was even more pathetic than when he was Sailor Vespa, if that was even possible, but that didn't stop him from wanting to lash out. Maybe he should have, and in self defense, Avior would put an end to his misery. Spare him from this churning hatred in his gut, this... desire to do things that he never wanted to think himself capable of.
Avior wouldn't power down, because he wasn't Isha anymore. What did Scott care? Isha was nothing more than a big, fat, blistering lie now, and Scott, the fool who had befriended him, the one who wept for hours when he left and lied to his siblings about his departure to India, felt himself spiraling back into that same vortex that held him hostage that night. He took a step back, his whole body trembling, and the nerve Avior had to ask what he was expecting out of this. The truth of the matter was... he didn't know. Maybe he did, but now it was different. Now, he knew nothing. Absolutely nothing.
And Avior had the nerve to apologize. It was all too much. <******** this. I'm going home."
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 7:32 am
Avior was kind. Avior was passive. And Avior opened his heart up to everyone. But Avior only ever tried to give his heart to one, and the one who stood before, the one who he had loved more than anything in this world was LEAVING. It was as if his heart didn't matter at all. Scott was selfish. That was it, why didn't he see this earlier, before he had dumped all of his affections onto the boy? Or maybe he was the selfish one.. Selfish to think that Scott had room in his heart for his own.
Love was a stupid thing. At sixteen, what did he even know about it? Back when he was Isha,he was blind and naive, and consistently looked towards that happy ending that his mind wanted to create. Yet it only took five months to finally convince him otherwise. And he wasn't so... So horrendously stupid to try to keep things the way they were. He gave up what he had to become someone new, and gods above knew that he would do that. It wasn't going to instantly happen,he just knew when he went home, he'd probably cry again, and scream and yell and want to just tear his own heart out like the immature brat he was. But change took time. The first step was always the hardest to take, and with a deep breath, and a steady voice, Avior offered his words to Scott.
"Fine. Go on and I'll let you, just like you let me. Go on and act like you're the only one hurting from all of this. What, do you suddenly 'regret' all of your actions towards Avior? Or maybe you wish you would have tried to stop me when I begged, pleaded you before. Don't. Blaming yourself for this should be rewarded, Scott! I've made my peace with it, I am HAPPY I am here now. I haven't felt so.. So free, so useful and guided since I arrived here in Destiny City! I have a purpose now, and I told you that before. But if anything, I am disappointed in you. At least I can say that even powered, I maintained the same personality as I did when you knew me as Isha. Maybe it doesn't work that way as a Negaverse Senshi. Maybe when you power up, you become a heartless jerk and don't care about who you hurt." He paused, realizing he was harsher than he realized. Bitterness was welling up inside of his small body, something that he had thought he pushed away a long time ago. But it was here, so maybe it would be best for him to just leave.
"I'm just.. I was just an idiot blinded by an immature love and a passionate zeal towards a pure and clean future. I'm better for it now. And even through all this, I thank you, for being there for me even if you could not at the end."
ChibiGingi I realize that Avior isn't vindictive, just bitter. XD I need to update his profile.
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 5:10 pm
This was a mistake. One big, terrible mistake. Scott often regretted his actions and he did so as freely as a teenage girl changed her opinion on which member of a band she liked the most, but this seemed to make all of his other regrets seem like a cakewalk. Joining the Negaverse? Targeting civilians? Ever accepting the idea that he could possibly have a normal life, with normal friends and normal relationships? No, all of those regrets were nothing compared to what he did now, and Avior was only making it worse! He whirled around, green eyes bright and wild with fury, and while he was not in his powered state, he still looked ready to throw a few punches his way. And he certainly felt that way too!
"Well, ********' good for you! You made peace with it! You're happy! Of course your happy! Why shouldn't you be happy?" Scott shouted, no longer caring if his voice carried or if anyone heard him now. Let them. If it was an officer that recognize him, then let him find him and put an end to his possible treachery right then and there. Scott was pushed too far down the rabbit hole and there was no coming back now. "You're with your big, happy family and welcomed by everyone there, so what do you have to hold you back now? Forget Isha and everything he might have had- so long as Avior's happy, that's all the matters right?"
He was spitting mad, he was crying, and he was throwing such a tantrum, but he didn't care who saw him or what they'd think. Let them. There was nothing he could say or do to change their opinion anyway, right?
"You know what? Maybe you're right. Maybe the Negaverse is the one that causes me to change into this heartless monster. I'm a wasp- I'm only good for one thing, and that's causing pain, and panic, and destruction everywhere I go! It's my job... to make sure someone's day is ruined, so I guess that means I did a great job, huh?" He grabbed a pebble and hurled it towards Avior, not caring if he missed horribly or if the Senshi could dodge. "Even if it's my own. So, fine! Go be happy with your court. Go be happy with your new identity! I don't care! I'd rather be selfish than to be hurt by you, or anyone, ever again!"
He turned away, storming towards the edge of the building and looking for a stair case or ladder. He was tired of this place and all of its memories, and he hoped that it'd be torn asunder soon. He hated everything about this place! Everything.
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Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2014 7:18 pm
Avior let the pebble hurled at him hit him, leaving a small whelp on his cheek. And it stung, rightfully so, for this entire time that he had been with Scott, with Vespa, he WISHED he would do something like this. Force him away, not give him the time of day and ignore him. Yet each time he stopped, he listened, even if at times he became angry afterwards. He still continued to berate himself and it just seemed so sad, so pitiful that Avior's own eyes began to blur..
He felt like a fish, his lips opening and closing and opening again, words so close to coming out, but getting stuck right before the left. And despite his uncaring words before, Avior couldn't do it. He couldn't just let Scott walk away, he wasn't like him! He couldn't just detach himself from those memories they had, of all the smiles and hugs and the comfort that just seeing Scott once gave him.
Before Avior could stop himself, his arms were around Scott's middle, his forehead pressed between the taller boy's shoulder blades. Even if the other would struggle and fight against him, he wouldn't let him go. He was the connection to his past life he had left! And.. And He loved him, gods new he loved him more than he loved himself. More than he loved his prince or his planet or anything else.
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