A little gifted, a little cursed

Lucas Lorent Touched by magic. {Closed blog for Marvel Convergent}

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[unleashthxfalcon]

Sam kept his distance and immediately took his wallet from where it had landed, eyeing the kid before as he picked it up and checked through it. It was empty. He had his credit cards and id with a few pictures but all his cash was gone.

“Pretty sure stealing is hurting others..” Sam states with a snort but doesn’t ask for the money back and simply stores his wallet back into his pocket making sure to put it in the front this time and far down into the pocket.

[lukelorent]

Luke had learned to be a good actor. Playing on the sympathy he could get as a homeless kid could get him out of trouble or help him make it. Sometimes the quickest route to what he wanted was to make himself out to be more pathetic and helpless than he truly was. With any luck, this little trick would work on the man to make sure he wouldn’t be getting into any trouble.

“Needed it more than you,” he mumbled, just loud enough to be heard. His hand lowered a few inches and he shrunk as far back as he could against the wall to make himself look even smaller and harmless. “You’re really not going to call the cops? Promise?”

[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[lukelorent]

sergeant-buckybear:

James looked up when the boy came back and nodded appreciatively. “Thanks.” He said softly, looking around in the bag. He took the bag of chips and grazed on it slowly, knowing that he would make himself sick if he ate too much too quickly no matter how hungry he was. 

“So, what next, kid?” He asked, laying back down on the blankets and closed his eyes. “Where to next?” 

He pulled out the pint of ice cream and tore open the package of plastic spoons to get at one. A few spoonfuls of the cold, creamy treat was shoveled into the boy’s mouth before he spoke again. “I don’t know,” he said with a shrug. Then another heaping scoop of ice cream made its way into his mouth. “I don’t really have anywhere else to go, except back to the shelter. And I don’t go there all the time.”

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[lukelorent]

unleashthxfalcon:

Call the cops? That wasn’t going to be necessary. “No, I won’t call the cops unless you don’t hand me my wallet.” He was bluffing because either way he wasn’t going to get the authorities involved. Especially if the boy exhibited some sort of powers. Sam knew how they treated mutants all ready and putting him into the hands of the police wasn’t a good idea.

Sam wasn’t going for an attack but made sure to keep his distance. Just in case he got hit by yet another blast of magic. 

He kept one hand up to make sure the man stayed at a distance, but the hand shielding his face lowered to dig in the pocket of his hoodie. The wallet - lacking all of the cash that he had already taken from it - was retrieved from his pocket and thrown at the feet of the man. Hopefully that would be enough to send him on his way.

“There! You have your wallet! Now leave me alone! I’m not hurting anyone.” He was just stealing from them, which was a bit different in his mind. He stole because he needed to.

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[lukelorent]

unleashthxfalcon:

Sam easily gotten a hold of his ground after the boy had fallen back off the fence. he winced a bit because it look as if it hurt pretty badly but to the other it didn’t seem like anything for they were all ready up. Shielding themselves from any attack Sam might throw their way. Sam wasn’t going to fight him, simply ask for his wallet.

“Wha–fuck.” He’s suddenly thrown back away from the other and landing quite hard on the rough alley pavement. It had all but knocked the wind out of him, leaving him down on the ground for a few seconds before he was even able to get back up. Once he was up again he held his hands out in front of him; palms out and his stance defensive so that he was able to either dodge or simply prepare himself for another attack. 

“Why-” He stops as he thinks about how to start this. The boy is obviously terrified and Sam has feeling that if he makes him even more upset he’d get hit by another blast of..magic

Luke cowered away from the man and pressed his back to the brick wall behind himself to put as much space between them as he could. His eyes never left the man, but his gaze darted from the man’s face to his hands and back, searching for a weapon or any sign that he was about to make a move that Luke would have to flee from.

“Get away!” he cried again. It wasn’t accompanied by a flung out arm and a burst of magic this time. Now he was just the picture of a frightened, helpless child. “Are you gonna call the cops?”

[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[lukelorent]

sergeant-buckybear:

James looked up, pulling his sweatshirt tighter around him. “I’ll eat anything…surprise me.” He mumbled, closing his eyes for a moment. He was running on almost no food, so his run in with the kid’s bullies had tired him out. He heard the kid leave, the rustle of the blankets and the quieting footsteps. He quickly fell asleep, but his fingers instinctively wrapped around his knife next to him just in case. 

The store wasn’t hard to get to or navigate. Luke picked up a basket on his way in and filled it with snacks as he walked through the aisles. By the time he finished, he had a bag of chips, a pint of ice cream and a small pack of plastic spoons, a 4-pack of Starbucks mocha frappuccinos, and 5 different chocolate bars. He paid with crumpled bills from the pocket of his sweatshirt and left with his bags, pointedly ignoring the look the cashier was giving him.

“Back,” he announced, walking back in and dropping to sit on the floor a few feet from James. He pulled out one of the bottles of Starbucks and opened it, then chugged almost the entire thing before starting to open the rest of the food.

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[unleashthxfalcon]

Once Sam got closer to the alleyway he noticed the smallest amount of movement and immediately bolted off down the street. He didn’t care about the looks thrown his way by the other civilians or the curses that were obviously meant for him. He needed to get is wallet back and a few pissed off New Yorkers weren’t going to stop him.

He took a sharp turn into the alley and spotted the culprit immediately; climbing up the chain fence to try and escape. Now that he got a closer look on him he could see that he was rather young to be stealing from others. No matter. “HEY!!” Sam rushes over to the chain mail before trying to rip the boy off the chain mail fence. 

[lukelorent]

He’d only gotten about halfway up the fence before he was grabbed and roughly pulled away from it. The boy fell hard onto the ground, landing on his back and raising his arms to shield himself from the man. The last time he’d been caught like this, the man he’d stolen from had tried to attack him. That was what he was fully expecting then.

He scrambled back to put distance between the two of them. “Get away!” An arm was thrown out and with it, a wave of magic erupted from the scrawny boy; lifting the other man off his feet and throwing him back. His hands remained up, one shielding his face and one palm out at the man to keep him at a distance. Behind his hand, bright green eyes -wide and terrified- watch the other for any signs of violence.

[itsybitsy-spiderman-deactivated]

Squashed Spider || Open

Peter Parker was never one to declare defeat, but he had to admit the situation he found himself in wasn’t looking too good.  The costumed vigilante was in the middle of a burning apartment complex, trying to fight his way through the flames and crashing debris to rescue the inhabitants trapped inside.  He had already flung three from a window, his webbing safely breaking their fall.  Though he had nearly been caught on fire twice and was sweating rather profusely underneath the spandex, he felt a duty- an obligation, to bust through the last door, grab the civilians, and take them to safety.  Screams filled the complex as the hero sprinted towards his goal, coming from the room in question.  Once he grabbed these people, his job was done.  Perhaps it was the thrill, perhaps it was the guilt of his uncle’s death, perhaps it was just a good heart, but an intense determination flowed through the veins of young Peter as he worked around a blocked door by diving out an open window and using his webshooter to fling him back towards the building, in the direction of the window of his intended destination.

As Spider-Man broke through the window with a loud crash, shattered glass now littering the floor, a familiar but dreaded sensation shot through the back of his head.  His eyes flickered immediately towards the center of the room, finding not people but instead a few crates with a speaker resting on top of it, the origin of the screaming.  Realization hit Peter moments before the explosion did.  A trap.  In a fiery display of heat and force, the exploding crates rocked most of the building.  Peter had already broke out into a sprint, attempting to reach a window which lead to a nearby alleyway, but it was too late.  The red and blue clad teenager felt a rush of heat, and then found himself flung through the brick wall separating the room and the alley outside.  He made contact with the adjacent building’s brick and slowly peeled off of it like a squashed bug, his limp body falling roughly three stories before slamming right on top of a car.  The canopy of the vehicle absorbed the impact, glass exploding and the metal bending to cradle the unconscious hero laying on top of it.  As the car alarm blared, Peter gave a low of groan, finding himself fading in and out of consciousness as his body simply ached.  He felt as if he had broken every bone in his body, which was probably appropriate considering what he had just endured would have easily killed a normal man.  The amazing Spider-Man wasn’t invincible after all.

[lukelorent]

Luke didn’t always make it to the youth shelter by the time the doors closed. More nights than he would admit were spent away from the cot he occasionally slept in. That night found him walking the streets, seemingly unconcerned the the prospect of no roof over his head or bed beneath him while he slept. He had endured worse and had plenty of secret little places he could slip away to if he so desired.

Trouble called to the boy. It always had, so it didn’t take long for him to find his way to an apartment complex that was ablaze. There was nothing he could do to help even if he wanted to (which he didn’t.) The only thing for it was to stand at a safe distance and watch the firefighters battling the flames. Something other than their fight caught his attention after only a few minutes. There was someone else in the building. Someone who swung out only to shoot right back in. A minute later, the red and blue costumed man was flying from the building and crashing into the next. 

Luke was careful not to draw attention to himself as he slipped into the alley with the car alarm echoing from it. His night was taking a turn for the interesting, but adding professionals who would end up asking too many questions about where his adults were into the mix wasn’t something he was very keen on. The costumed man was lying on the top of a car when Luke found him and he wondered if the man was dead. The rise and fall of his chest answered that question for him.

“Hey,” he said, climbing onto the hood of the car to get a better look at the man. “I know you’re not dead. Are you dying?”

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[unleashthxfalcon]

Sam shuffled through the crowd, frantically searching among the group of people to find the culprit. The task was quite difficult in fact. Everyone was rushing in a tidal wave against him, yelling and growling at him as he shoved through. It was probably the worst way to start off his morning. He’d hate to have to cancel all his credit cards and wait weeks to get new ones, let alone the fact that he had some rather personal possessions in that wallet that he won’t be able to get back. 

He’d have to find them.

It took awhile but he finally ended up about halfway down the street. The crowd had begun to thin out by this point, thank god, and it was easier to see everyone bustling about. It was still crowded but not as overbearing as before. As continued down the street he caught sight of what appeared to be an alleyway. He might be wrong about it but he’d check anyway.

[lukelorent]

Luke was nearly at the mouth of the alley when he saw him. The man he’d taken the wallet from was not only approaching, but headed to the alley. It had been stupid to stop. He should have just gone on his way and gotten as far away as he could before rifling through the wallet. The mistake was already made, he couldn’t do anything to change that now. There weren’t many options left to him. He could run and hope to lose the man in the thinning crowd, he could try to talk his way out of it, or he could turn tail and hope the alley lead to a street that would be busier and easier to escape into.

The third seemed like his best option, so he turned and fled from the man, trying to put as much distance between them as he could before his victim gave chase. It would have been a perfect plan if not for the fence that barred his way. Just his luck. The boy swore under his breath, then grabbed the chainlink and started to climb, hoping that he could get to the top before he was caught.

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

[unleashthxfalcon]

Sam was on his way to the Tower, making a quick stop at a local coffee shop before he went there. Tony had said something to him about his wings being ready and needing to take them for a test flight. So he had awoken early that morning, sleepy yet thrilled to see and fly the new wings.

As he was walking down the street he had bumped into someone. They obviously weren’t paying attention where they were going yet Sam still gave a brief apology to the boy, completely unaware of his missing wallet. Sam continued down the road, at least until he swore that his back pocket felt a little light. Too light.

His hand flies to his pocket to find that his wallet, is indeed, gone. Whipping around he tries to search the crowd, eyes flying from one person to the next. 

[lukelorent]

With the man’s wallet in his hand, Luke continued down the street for a little. He ducked into the nearest alley and leaned against the wall, sliding down to sit on the ground so that he could look through his prize. The ID was taken out and examined; flexed between his fingers before being slipped back into its place. It wasn’t of any use to him. The cash was a good deal more appealing. That was taken out, quickly counted, and then shoved into the pocket of his too big hoodie. Everything else in the wallet was of less immediate interest to him than the money. He could wait to deal with that.

The boy pushed himself up to a standing position and crept back to the mouth the the alley to peer out. Making a run for it and trying to disappear into the crowd might not work if someone was already looking for him. He had to check that the coast was clear.

[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[sergeant-buckybear]

James looked up and nodded. “I stay here on and off whenever I’m in the city. No one else comes here, well…besides the occasional crack addict.” He shrugged. “But they keep to themselves.” He mumbled, sitting down on one of the blankets and digging into his bag. He pulled out a thinning sweatshirt and balled it up into a pillow before yawning and laying down. 

“If you’re hungry, they’re is the grocery store next door…they usually have good food in the dumpsters or you could actually buy it with any money you have.” He mumbled, looking over at the kid. 

[lukelorent]

“Crack addict?” If James had been trying to be reassuring, those words had the opposite affect. Luke wasn’t too excited about the possibility of waking up to a crack addict in the room. Maybe they would keep to themselves like James said, but it was still a worrying thought. 

“Yeah, I’m going to go shopping. Is there anything you want?” He could afford to share. If James didn’t want anything, he’d just buy himself some things to snack on and share those. 

[lukelorent]

Street Rat and Falcon || Sam and Luke

unleashthxfalcon

Luke had started his morning early. Mornings were a good time for him. Everyone was busy; trying to get to work on time or searching out their first caffeine fix of the day. Perfect time for working. He’d already guilted a McGriddle and a few spare bucks out of someone with his best starving orphan face.

A few bucks, while a good start, were not going to be enough to last him the whole day. So after he had scoffed down his breakfast it was time to get to work again. He wandered down the street and kept his eyes peeled for an easy mark. After a few minutes, he thought he found one.

He kept his head down on the approach and his hands at his side gathering a charge of magic at his fingertips to help him pull the man’s wallet away. Then pretending he wasn’t watching where he was going, he bumped his left shoulder into the man and reached with his right hand to withdraw his wallet while he was distracted.

[jeannesimq]

[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[sergeant-buckybear]

James nodded and pulled his hood up before leading the way out of the alley and down the street towards the factory district. He glanced over his shoulder a few times to make sure that the kid was coming, but they walked in silence until they reached the abandoned office building. In the lobby area was a broken vending machine that had been raided by other squatters. He lead them to a back room on the first floor where there were some blankets and a few battery powered lanterns. “Make yourself comfortable…” 

[lukelorent]

This building was definitely nothing like the youth shelter he had been staying at, but at least he didn’t have to abide by someone else’s rules. No curfew to worry about if he wanted a bed and no light’s out time. He didn’t have to pretend to make an effort to abide their rules here. Plus he had someone big and intimidating on his side now.

The first thing Luke did was pick up one of the blankets and shake it out, making sure there was nothing unpleasant hiding in it. Sharing the night with a rat or a roach wasn’t very high on his to-do list. “Thanks. Do you usually stay here? We’re not going to have to worry about anyone else, are we?”

[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[sergeant-buckybear]

“There’s an abandoned place near the factory district…” He nodded. “I’ve been staying there off and on. I would be a good place for tonight.” He suggested. “There’s some blankets left from other squatters ‘case it gets cold and it’s near a grocery store, so there’s a lot of food that gets thrown out that is salvageable.” He shrugged. “It’s not much, but it’s safe.”

[lukelorent]

That wasn’t exactly ideal, but it would do. Food, blankets and a roof over his head was all he could really ask for in a life like this. “Okay. Sounds good. I’ve got some cash so we could probably get some real food. Not stuff that’s been thrown away. Or a hot drink if it gets cold at night.” He wasn’t going to tell James how much money he had; he wasn’t that stupid. It was enough for a few days worth of meals for himself. Maybe a day or two worth of meals if he shared with James.

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[lukelorent]

I Don’t Need Protection || Luke and Bucky

[sergeant-buckybear]

James looked over his shoulder at the boy and hesitated for a moment. “No.” He replied simply, adjusting the worn duffel bag over his shoulder that held his few belongings. “But, I’ll be fine.” He assured the kid, his hair falling into his face a bit. “Take care, kiddo. Stay out of trouble.” He smiled a bit, just a slight tug of the corners of his mouth, and walked over to the mouth of the alley to walk past the kid. He hesitated when he reached the kid and looked him over, the same protective tug that brought him into the alley made him saying the next thing. 

“…we should stick together. Two are better than one.” He suggested. “Look out for each other.”

[lukelorent]

It would have been so easy for him to just turn and leave after the man said his goodbye. He did consider it, but he having someone big and strong on his side was too appealing. So he stuck around until James reached the mouth of the alley. The problem was that he really didn’t know how to ask about what he was thinking. Luckily, James must have been thinking the same thing.

“Probably a good idea,” Luke said with a nod. “But, uh... the place I stay is just a youth shelter. So we’ll have to find somewhere else for tonight.”

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