Caged like a Bird

Those who deny freedom to others, deserve it not for themselves. -Abraham Lincoln My name is Easton. I am being kept hidden in a tower in a city in the sky. Colombia is my home... but I wish for freedom. ((Independent RP for a MALE Elizabeth/Anna from Bioshock Infinite. Easton/Allistair will be an AU blog. Face Claim is Logan Lerman but I am not him in any way. I own none of the gifs or pictures. Both mun and muse are of age.))

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((Mini Hiatus))

Just until I can get my muse for Easton back on track and I'm able to get to all the responses I owe people.

I'm sorry guys.  <3

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SHUT UP

"C'mere, sexy." Taking a firm grip of Bookers shirt, Easton smirked and pulled the man down onto the bed.  With a small noise he pressed his lips to the others, kissing him passionately as his hands wandered under his clothing and grasped at the skin.

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Send me a 'Shut up' for my muse to kiss yours.

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Thousands of doors opening all at once. All that’s left is the choosing.

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When someone asks me what's going on in my life

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2/365 Infinite Post - The Lighthouse

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"I am only a little bird, repeating the words they taught me." 

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Reblog if you don't care if your roleplay partners are multishippers.

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Tunel Stairs , Istanbul , 2013

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Easton couldn’t take it any longer.  Being cooped up in the tower for so long had made his mind start to wander.  He thought of all the possibilities and all of the places he could see if he wasn’t stuck in the prison he called ‘home.’

Giving a frustrated sigh the young brunette closed the book he had been re-reading, one that spoke of quantum mechanics and how the world is not just as we perceive it to be.  It gave him hope that one day, by some random happenstance, he would be freed of the life he currently lived.  It gave him something to strive towards… but it also made him disappointed at the way his life turned out.

Sure he could just open a tear to another world and view it at a distance, maybe even take something back with him by reaching in and grabbing it, but that didn’t make him feel any better about the situation he was in from day to day life.  He was stuck in this place, whether he liked it or not.  That was how it has been, how it is, and how it will be until the day he dies.  It was the one thing that he was certain of.

"Screw it."  He said, pushing the book back towards the pile with a small frown.  "Maybe I can find something else to read… something more interesting."  He spoke to himself, which wasn’t rare.

What was rare was what he found through the tear he was currently concentrating on stabilizing.  All around him he could see the ocean… life forms deep in the bottom of the sea swimming about a glass tunnel that lead to one of many buildings.

"A city at the bottom of the ocean?"  Easton question with a smile as he peered through the opening he had created.  "It’s… amazing."  He laughed gently before realizing that not ten feet ahead of him stood a man.  He was staring.

"This… this has never happened before…"  He fumbled with his words for a minute.  His brain processed this information… if there was life here that must mean that there was something more to his powers than he had thought.  Opening the tear wide enough for his body to fit through he made the rash decision of stepping through the threshold and into this other world.  "Hi."  He said, waving gently.  "What… what is this place?"  He asked, his concentration waning slightly which became mirrored as the edges of the tear flickered, contracted, and expanded rapidly.

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Not entirely sure he could wrap his head around what he had just seen…or if he had actually seen anything at all…Kyle stood stupefied for a moment.

Perhaps all those nights of staying up until the wee small hours of the morning were finally taking a toll on him.

Taking a cautionary step closer, Kyle tilted his head to the side just a little.

"…W-Who are you? And where did you…come from?" Fitzpatrick asked before all else. The young man seemed friendly, but, seeing as he had veritably stepped in from out of thin air, the pianist hardly knew how to act in response.

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Easton smiled a bit wider, hoping to ease the others worries.  However, in doing so, he had failed to remember to keep his concentration, his mind swimming in new thoughts and new ideas, and the edges of the tear were starting to flicker.  

Turning around with wide eyes the young brunette watched in shock as his home, the place where he had lived for so long... was gone.

"U-um..." Easton turned around, his smile faltering before he shrugged.  "My name is Easton.  I'm... from somewhere around here... I guess?"  He bit his bottom lip wondering how to explain what was happening... he figured he'd just lie it off or something.  "Wha... what are you looking at?"  He squinted his eyes, flicking his gaze quickly behind him as he laughed nervously, hoping that the other man would buy into his lies.

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