Never Again

Just...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to. ((Indie Infamous OC rp blog))

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

"It’s not problem! You look better." Smiling, she glances up at him. Well, the clothes were better than nothing. She really needed to stay in for long enough to actually get rid of everything left behind, but it wasn’t happening any time soon.

"Oh! How’s your shoulder and hands? They any better?"

[rxstywxres]

Aiden slowly walks over. Lifting up his shirt until his shoulder could be seen "It's healed fine." he looks at his scarred up hands then "These look like they always do."

His skin felt bumpy from ever scar. Small. Large. All sizes. He suddenly realizes that he doesn't have his hoodie or jacket. Causing him to cross his arms to a weak attempt to hide them.

[shanes-eyes-and-ears-deactivate]

~ [♟] ~

"I m-mean, I’m scared of a lot of different people! You’re just really good at the wire thing and I’m a little nervous, heh…"

She drew away from the man, sensing that her touch was not welcome and that this conversation was going in a direction Jenny did not want it to go to. Fumbling for an answer, a reply wormed it’s way out.

"My boss is kinda.. abusive and stuff so I’m generally scared of making guys mad and stuff. Sorry if that came out weird. It probably did, huh?"

[rxstywxres]

Well most conduits are good at using their powers." his voice is quieter than before. He looks at her for a moment.

This wasn't his area of expertise. Helping people. Talking. Comforting. "Then why are you working for him in the first place?" was she forced into it? Really it's none of his business but he can't help but ask. Honestly he hates whoever this guy is. Aiden would suffer his arms falling off if that meant he could stop her boss.

[thecrankysheriff]

He nods and puts the car back into motion once the younger was settled, continuing his cruising for a moment. “So…” he pats the steering wheel and glances over. “You ah—where am I taking you?”

He didn’t even know this kids’ name. But that wasn’t meant to be his job. Help those that needed it. 

[rxstywxres]

Aiden slowly looks forward. Frowning "No where." there's no where for him to go. Maybe that alley. It blocked the wind nicely. Heat came out of a small vent.

"You don't have to take me anywhere. Just...give the word and I'll get out."

[thecrankysheriff]

"You sure? Better to ride in something warm." He smiles in another invitation, scooting over a bit more to study the quaking conduit. "I promise, I don’t bite." He hated seeing people suffering—even if it was just some cold weather. 

"I let you pick the station." A weak attempt at a joke. 

[rxstywxres]

Aiden sighs. Slowly walking over. He's only doing this because he can't feel his hands. He sits are far away from Reggie as the truck allows. Hands folded in his lap.

He glances down at the radio. This was one of his favorite songs. "Uh...thank you..." this guy seemed to be around a lot more. He wasn't sure how to feel about it.

[thecrankysheriff]

The night shift wasn’t his favorite thing in the world, music playing softly from the radio and his hand resting on his chin in boredom as he cruised down the streets. Eyes catch a hooded figure strolling across the walk—and honestly he tried to leave them alone unless he was called to follow one.

But today was bitterly cold, and by their body size they were young. So, he gave the horn a short honk, rolling down the window.

"Hey!" He called, leaning out a bit more and feeling the cool air reach in the interior. "Need a ride?"

[rxstywxres]

Aiden jumps. Wires shooting into the cement where he stood. Damn... he thought he could be sneaky. Damn his powers and damn him. Slowly he turns to look at the sheriff.

"Uh...no...I'm fine." tell that to his shaking figure. He starts to smile but it doesn't happen.

[thecrankysheriff]

He saw the wires worming around the conduits arms, slowing his stride until he managed to realize it was the sheriff. He carefully sets the damaged glasses in his hand, giving the back a short pat. 

"Erm—here, figured you could repair them or something. I know they’re not cheap."

[rxstywxres]

Aiden looks down at the glasses. Giving a small nod before slipping them on. Well...he could see fine out one. The other...well. "Y-Yeah... thanks." he clears his throat.

"I'll fix them as soon as possible." he turns on his heels. Quickly making his way out. Too many people. Been around them for too long. The conduit speed walks down the street. Finally able to relax a little.

He generally stays in one area. Only getting up to walk around a bit. Tonight he sits on one of the many benches. Looking out to the road like it's doing something interesting. It's only the familiar truck that gets him to look elsewhere. He reaches back. Pulling his hood up. Head down. The conduit stands. Hurrying to go somewhere, where he can't be seen.

[thecrankysheriff]

He watches with a slight raise of his brow as the other flees in a mess of limbs. He looked back down at the glasses in his hands and wonders what he’d do now. Clearly the kid needed them….

He smacks them light against his open palm, giving a grunt before he surges forward, opening the door to go after the jumpy youth. The least he could do was give them back so he had something to work with.

"Hey, you forgot these!"

[rxstywxres]

The lack of sight makes him just as jumpy as before. Unable to see what was actually coming at him. Its a mess of blurs and colors. And at the sound of someone shouting at him, he spins around. Hand out. Wires dancing around it.

He can barely make out who it is. Giving an exasperated sigh. The second time he could of ended his life.

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

"Uhhh, well you know, I haven’t actually been here that long and as you probably saw, the guy before me left some stuff behind. I’m not promising anything but you might find something to wear." Sarah just shrugs her shoulders, looking away from him. "Maybe…"

[rxstywxres]

Aiden gives a small nod before searching for at least pants to wear. And he does. They are a bit baggy. A little too long. The bottoms dragging a bit. It's fine though. It's nice to have something clean.

And a shirt. It fits a little better. His muscles filling it out a bit. "Thank you...for this..."

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

Sitting, legs crossed over, Sarah looks up from the book she was reading to the sudden voice. Well… That was unexpected. She knows that she shouldn’t, but can’t help but to stare. Although she never really acknowledged his scars, she had them too. Then she realised why he was there and frowned, the was no way anything she had would fit him, his other clothes torn and dirty.

"Aw crap, I completely blanked on that… Sorry… Do you feel better though?"

[rxstywxres]

Aiden absentmindedly grabbed onto his upper arm. Covering his chest. "Y-Yeah...thanks." he chews on his lip. Looking around. Well...this was weird.

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

"Of course it’s ok! Come on in!" Smiling, she took a step back from the door, he really looked like he could use a shower and a descent bit of rest. "Don’t worry about it."

[rxstywxres]

That's how Aiden found himself in the shower. Washing everything off. He stood there for a good while. Just letting the water run over him. He even shaves his face. Getting rid of any stubble that was there.

It's only after he's done. Standing in a towel that he realizes that he has nothing to change into. "Uh..." hesitantly he steps out of the bathroom "Um..." he's wasn't exactly big weight wise. He had muscle though. All those years of Curden Cay "training". Scars are scattered all the wat to his elbow before stopping. His hands have the most though.

[thecrankysheriff]

He’d seen the younger kid nodding off in his peripheral vision, figuring he’d let the other get a few winks before he went god knows where again. But the conduit must’ve given himself a fright though, jerking up and his glasses doing the opposite. They must be brittle, getting damaged so easily against the few inches that separated them from the floor.

"Shit." He stands and examines the spectacles from the young man’s hand in something akin to guilt. "You want me to replace those or something? I know glasses aren’t cheap…" 

He offers and circles around his desk to take the pair from the conduits hands cautiously.

[rxstywxres]

Aiden watch as the officer becomes more blurry the barther away he gets. Still he shakes his head. "N-No...you don't have to. No..."

He wasn't going to let him. He'd live with it. The conduit blinks a few times. Glancing around. No. "They were old any-anyways. It's fine." he slowly stands. It was probably be best to go before the man kept offering. It didn't seem that plan worked to well. Considering he ran into the other chair. Reached for the door handle and missed the first time.

Still he manages to get out of the room somehow.

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

Clapping her hands together to break the awkward silence, she shuffles away to tidy the pile of pages and sketchbooks strewn in one corner of the floor before making a quick return.

"Now, you don’t have to come in if you don’t want, but if you do just make yourself at home I guess, get yourself washed up."

[rxstywxres]

"Would...would that be ok?" because being caked in mud wasn't exactly the most pleasant thing ever. It had been a while since he had a proper shower.

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

Relief floods into her chest the moment the word leaves his mouth. A warm smile breaks through the small frown on her face as she rises to her feet, making sure he doesn’t fall again.

"Thank you, for letting me do this." She keeps her head down as she finished cleaning away the mud and healing the cuts littering his arms. It never even crossed Sarah’s mind about the scars. "There! That’s much better! Oh wait, you kinda got some mud on your face…"

[rxstywxres]

He shrugs and lets her lead them back to her apartment. Where...he stands awkwardly inside the doorway. He can't deny the great feeling of heat. Thawing out his aching bones. God is it ever feel nice.

[shareacxke-deactivated20150209]

"You’re a real ankle-biter, ain’t’cha?"

The nick to his cheek seemed to jar the Conduit out of his disillusioned fantasy world. This kid could really kill him. Hm, wasn’t that interesting. Managing to burrow a hole through his kids almost solid fortress was tough but not impossible, the Coke slowly sliding in to touch the kids shoulder.

"You want me to go on, or is it too much?"

[rxstywxres]

"Fuck...off!" the ball he'd shielded himself in expands. Suddenly exploding in every direction. Aiden swings. Razor wire wrapping around the other conduit's arm. Squeezing down. Cutting. Slicing.

[armedwithmxtal]

"You’re safe here." Vera quietly said, as she reached her right arm closer to the male. "I’m not normal myself, actually." With a gentle touch on the male’s knee, her hand turned to metal. Pure, solid metal. But it was radiating this heat from it, as it proceeded to heal every cut and bruise the male had on his legs. "I’ve seen your wires."

[rxstywxres]

He's shocked to say the last. It's the last thing he'd expected. He stares at her hand before looking up at her "I try to not use them...they..." the wire conduit holds his arms out "They ache. Hurt." for some reason he feels like he can talk to her. Maybe it's the motherly figure she has.

[leechinglight-deactivated201608]

Her heart sinks slightly as he falls, Aiden just looked wrecked. The mud didn’t bother her, already soaked to the skin by the rain, so she sat cross legged on the ground, a frown tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"You’ve been through some shit, haven’t you? I get you, I really do, but you aren’t helping yourself by doing this." Running a hand through her hair, Sarah shook her head. "Aiden, you need help. I promise, hell, I swear on my life that I’m not going to do anything to hurt you."

[rxstywxres]

The conduit swallows thickly. A lump rising in his throat. Aiden doesn't cry. Won't. He sees it as a weakness. He doesn't want to add to his already pathetic being.

"Ok..." a single word he swore to next speak. He'll let himself be helped just this once. Aiden stands on wobbling legs. Holding his thing close to himself.

[armedwithmxtal]

The female sighed. This kid seemed shy to say the least. “Listen. I’m a cop on the Seattle police department. I didn’t save you because I felt like it. I saved you because I can’t see someone else die or be kidnapped in front of me.”

[rxstywxres]

He was grateful. He really was. Aiden couldn't...wouldn't go back there. No. He'd rather die than that. "I...th-thank you..." someone else? How many times had she seen such a thing. Well..enough to save some guy off the street. "I can't...I can't stay here though..."