Echopraxia

Charlotte "Charlie" Hughes. Former Big Sister. Ice cold shell of a girl. I know they say the sky's the limit, but I'm... I'm used to the old ways. The gathering, the ADAM, the 'bringing girls home'... (*Part of Beyond Rapture*)

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Into the Night || Subject Xi & James Steinman

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Yes… and no.  The night had become rainy.  Dreary and darker than it already was.  Watching him hold the jacket around him tighter and stare off into a puddle, Charlie couldn't help but feel at peace.  The guilt hadn't left her yet, but it was subsiding.  In the rain and its cold embrace, this is where she found peace.  Silently, gently falling water on a cold night.  She sighed softly, mostly to herself.  James was still a bit teary and...  And she had no idea what to feel or to do.  Desperate to feel something besides the nagging guilt on her heart.

Ah, the heart.  Something she'd long forgotten about.  Forgot she possessed one.  To her, it was just a vital organ.  A weakness to her targets and to herself.  A place she didn't prefer to strike if she could help it.  Even if it was a quick kill, she preferred to not stab someone in the heart.  It felt.  It brought on emotions.  And no kill was ever worth any sort of emotion.  But now, this guilt was stabbing at her, at her heart.

And as she emptily watched him walk up to her, talk to her, and touch her face, she felt chilled.  Not because of him exactly, but at the emotions he shared and felt with her.  Even if indirect, she knew now, at length, how he felt and why he did it.  Why he so mercilessly tore away at her in the most physical way.  Why he'd lost himself in her.

I'm... sorry.  His gaze was not on her anymore.  A brief shiver, she shook it off.  However, she couldn't shake what she felt.  She wanted to go back to being emotionless towards men.  Hell, to people in general, but right now, he needed comfort.  Even if what he'd done was to comfort himself also, Charlie was willing to bear it for him.  Whether she felt anything more towards him than a nostalgic reminder of her mistakes or not, she would help him.  Helping him however she could would ease her guilt.

"I-I... I'm sorry too.  Y-You love that girl so much."  She felt heat cover her body.  Embarrassment.  A childish gesture, she supposed.  He didn't know just how much his eyes gave away to her.  He would never know, but she would say it.  Even if it hurt...

"I was  j-just a substitute for how... for how you felt towards her, James."  Stepping so that she was in front of him, softly staring into his eyes.  The cold machine broke at the sight.  Hurt.  Suffering.  Love.  Devotion.  She saw them.  All of those broke her.  Broke her down to some small being.  To a caring soul almost.  Gingerly, she reached out to touch his face, just as he'd done to her earlier.  This was new to her.  James wasn't one of her targets or her girls.  No, he was a man.  An individual with no purpose to be around her in the first place.  And yet, there was a faint bond between them.  Friendship?  She wasn't sure how to word it at all, but for now, she'd comfort him.

"Go to her, James.  Go after the girl that you love so dearly.  I... I-I don't matter, but... I can accept that.  I'm just a broken tool.  Broken tool that doesn't feel anything.  And yet, you opened up to me and... helped me open up...  Experience..."  She trailed off.  That feel of logic bursting in randomly with her emotional side was strange.  Perhaps now she could figure out how to adjust and feel emotion.  Perhaps...  Smiling softly, she dropped her hand to her side, her other hand rubbing her elbow.  Her gaze shifted to her feet, body still covered in a flush.

"J-Just...  Love her."  The girl's voice never uttered above a shy whisper, fidgeting not stopping.  Deep down, Charlie wanted him to be happy.  And for a Sister she never knew to be happy also.

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The cold warmth was what struck her.  Having frozen up and then feeling him freeze up was almost numbing.  That feeling of nothing was something she was used to, but then something else struck her.  Apart from not having him in and on her anymore, he was emptily moving.  Like in a trance, but it was broken by tears.

Stinging sensation.  It stung to watch him cry.  Sure, she let him finally his entirely too rough of a ravage with her.  The entire time, all she could do was try to enjoy the physical aspect of this... melding.  The brunette didn't know what to call it.  It was bad enough she didn't know what to do or how to feel, but what to call it?  She was being nice, she felt.  Shaking her head softly, a hand ran through her hair.  Making a mess of it and eyeing him from the side.  Why was he crying?

Clearly, she was right:  There was no love in this.  Between them.  No, it was...  What was the word?  Lust?  Not emotion, she knew that.  It was a possessive, greedy, and utterly selfish act.  Charlie knew what obsession was.  Saw it in his eyes in that ephemeral glimpse she had.  And her own obsession in pleasing people, but never like what they just did.  James, she saw, was obsessed with beauty.  And in love, but not with her.

"I-Is... it because of her...?"  An air of a whisper, she was fixing herself up.  As much as she enjoyed getting back to 'normal', nudity was not so comfy for her.  Completely covered and hidden was her normal.  Covered, hidden, and cold.  Her iciness, however, was being burdened by this feeling of guilt.  Sure, she could've been angry with him, but she let him.  He wasn't trying to hurt her.  No, he was coming back to life.  Warming up from nearly facing death.  And now all she could think about was guilt.

"Did I-I... Did I hurt you?"

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His lips were so close to her ear.  The almost invisible friction of her ear and his lips made her shudder.  Even in tears, she knew she physically couldn't ignore him.  Not with his rough motions and intensity.  This needed to stop.  He didn't love her.  He was using her.  And... it was hurting a bit more than she thought it would.  His blind lust was painful to bear witness to.

"Please, stop..."  Getting as close to his ears, she whimpered her plea.  The once-dominant Big Sister was nervous and scared.  She was feeling emotions.  This had to stop.  The emotions, feeling any kind of physical response to someone, this...  She didn't mind it so much at first.  The brunette wanted him to come back to life.  To feel the spark of life again.  But to be used as a sexual object?  No, that wasn't what she wanted.  Not if there was no real emotion, no love in it.  Holding on tighter to him, she shook.

"I-I...  I don't want this..."  The girl had no idea how to respond properly.  Biting her lip, she breathily whimpered again.  Trying to look him in the eye while afraid of what she'd see, she had to.

"You don't love me..."  At the sound of her words, she froze up.  The airy whisper of her revelation stilled her world.  It hurt her to say them.  Hurt to hear that word.  Love.  She didn't know what it was, but she knew this wasn't love.  All she could do now was do nothing beneath him, frozen solid.  She wasn't frigid.  No, she was so fiery, it burned her to the ground.  Like sand to burned into glass...

"J-James..."  Her tears never once slowing down.

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There was a brief, fleeting moment of complete silence.  A standstill.  A peacefully standstill of lust.  She didn't like to be emotional.  Or to be swept up by another's emotions.  No, it wasn't what she normally did.  But this James got at her.  Emotionally and physically, he completely disarmed her in a way she never would let anyone.  And right now, in the utter heat of it all, she was content with that.

In a flash of a spark, he was tearing at her remaining clothes.  Hastily and in need, it seemed.  The brunette watched him, studied him.  The way this feeling of lust had made him react was unusual.  And yet, she liked it.  The feeling of being wanted...  Another emotion.  And she wouldn't dare name it, but damn if it wasn't intoxicating.  Being physically needed, she felt him.  Not quite sure what to expect, she tried to relax, but it hurt.  

A stinging, almost burning pain in her lower abdomen.  Such a cold soul should be used to pain, but this was something new.  Excruciating yet completely... arousing?  That word.  That word was something she never thought she'd use.  It fit perfectly.  Perfectly with all that was happening.  His hands were pulling her closer, her body constricting around him.

Loosening her grip on his neck, she held on tightly to his shoulders and back.  Letting her hands glide between the two areas, she couldn't help it.  His skin felt amazing.  The way he was breathing.  The heat coming off of him.  She had no idea how to react properly, but thanks to that small glimpse into his mind, she knew.

Their kiss had melted her, but this...  Him made her feel alive and emotional.  Clawing at his back, she sunk her nails into his skin.  Wanting to feel as much of him as she could.  She knew she didn't want him, not in the way he wanted her, but she indulged herself.  At least, in the ways she wanted to.

That's when it came to her mind again.  Her logical mind wouldn't leave her.  Even in all this, it wouldn't stop pestering her.  He was in love with someone else.  She knew that.  Could feel it from just how recklessly he wanted to devour her.  She... was just a replacement.  Another tool.  That burned her.  A warm sensation was on her face.  No, from her eyes.  She was... crying?  Was that what this was?  Crying?

Wasn't this supposed to be fun?  For them to just get utterly, totally lost in the lust of the two of them?  No, Charlie couldn't do this.  Neither of their hearts or minds were in this.  That bothered her.  True feelings should be saved for true hearts.  As she didn't feel true towards him, she just wanted him to care for her in some way.  Not as a replacement.  No...  This wasn't right.

"James..."  Her words almost cold, but she knew she had to get his attention.  Right now.

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Curiosity

[professor-julielangford-deactiv]

  Professor Julie Langford. I have a doctorate in Botany. And you?

[subject-xi]

"A... Professor?"  Clearing her throat, she knew to detach herself.  Better safe than sorry.  Woman or not, she didn't know how to feel about this lady before her.

"I am Subject Xi...  A tool."  Watching and reading the professor's expression and body language intently.

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If anybody’s interested in plotting with Donna or Comstock, I’m all ears :3

[subject-xi]

OOC: //  If only Charlie wasn’t so antisocial…  »  And psychotic. 

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OOC: Lmao, if only xD

[subject-xi]

OOC:  I mean, like I kinda want her to with Comstock.  Just to at least talk and have her explore the world.

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If anybody’s interested in plotting with Donna or Comstock, I’m all ears :3

[subject-xi]

OOC: //  If only Charlie wasn't so antisocial...  >>  And psychotic. 

[subject-xi]

Curiosity

[professor-julielangford-deactiv]

Am I one of those leaders? No. I’m not. 

One without war and death. Now look at us. Its bloody miserable!

[subject-xi]

"Just.. who are you?  And what did you do in Rapture?"

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Her broken words fell on deaf ears.  His hands, however, were hurried and busy.   An icy and fiery combination.  She still wasn't completely content to let him have his way.  Not yet...  No, she wanted to copy him.  To be more at ease with him.  Gasping into his mouth as his hands explored her chest, a rough grab here and there.  Charlie had no idea how to respond.  Searching his face and praying she could 'become' him was all she could do.  And that was failing miserably.  He wouldn't open his eyes.  Wouldn't let her get into his head.  Frustration was all she felt.  Frustration on multiple levels.  And confusion as to why /exactly/ this felt good.

Shouldn't he want to be doing this with her fellow Sister?  Not her?  Her loosened grip tightened around his neck as his every touch was making her melt.  She couldn't feel terribly cold like she normally did.  She wanted to bury herself in the ice of her being, but /he/ wasn't going to let her.  Obviously, he wanted her to get lost.  Lost in him.  In his kiss.  In palms of his hands. 

When he pulled her closer, she could fully take in just how warm he was.  Warm was an understatement.  He was on fire.  Holding back so much before, he was long gone into his passion.  But why her?  Was he really that into her beauty?  Just her physical appearance?  It was confounding. But that's when she felt something.  A heartbeat.  It was a loud, uneasy one.  Was it hers?  Yes, yes it was.  Opening her eyes quickly, she still couldn't look into his eyes.  Being unable to read him would be the death of her.  Him and his ADAM scent.

Ever so slowly, he rolled them over.  His nimble hands taking in all of her.  Tracing her.  Memorizing her.  All she could do was kiss him back feverishly, succumbing to his touch.  All the goosebumps on her body blossomed.  The wisp of warmth from his fingertips made her shake.  Not in fear.  From melting.  From letting herself become emotional and utterly physical with someone.  A man no less.  This kind of physical intimacy was not something she ever wanted or expected, but this time...  She surrendered.

A warm hand faded from her exposed skin.  Not really paying attention to that at first until she felt his fingers at her core.  A sharp mewl-like gasp, she almost broke their kiss.  Almost.  Clawing at his shoulders and back, he was the one to actually break it.  Broke it to move to her ear, biting at it.

I know you want me.~  Can’t you see how much I want you?~  Her eyes peeked open again to look at him, hoping to meet his gaze even slightly.  Deep down, however, she felt like the scent of ADAM was going to not let her in.  She was wrong.  That quick glimpse into his eyes was all she needed.  Lust.  Pure, uncontrollable lust.  Another emotion to add to her list of things she couldn't understand.  This little kissing session with him was enlightening her on that, it seemed.  More than enlightening.  Experiencing.  Leaning forward to get into his ear, she giggled a bit darkly.

"James..."  Feeling his hand in her pants and at her insides again, she sighed sensually in his ear.  Biting her lip, she wanted a little revenge.  Just a little.  Taking him by the earlobe, she bit it roughly.

"Damnit...  I want you.  J-Just..."  Pulling back a bit to look at him, she was squirming at his touch.  Rational thought long gone.  The girl was at a loss for works.

"Take me..."  It was a hushed, heated whisper.

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OOC

Oh geez~  Another Alpha series.  Excuse me while my baby is completely unprepared...

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So pretty

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Curiosity

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  Jay walks closer and sits behind Charlie, resting his cheek on her shoulder and sighing, “Then it’s probably not important?”

[subject-xi]

She tenses up a bit as he gets close to her, leaning on her.  Trying to not lose herself to him, she looks dead straight ahead.  "I-It is...  Just...  I'm not like /them/...  I-I suppose it's not overly important..."

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Curiosity

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  "What do you mean, lady?" He asked with a low shy voice and a bent smile.

[subject-xi]

"Oh... It's you again.  J-Just...  I-I'm not sure..."

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Curiosity

[professor-julielangford-deactiv]

  They all want to be the one and only absolute leader. Something that has followed us all from the depths of Rapture.

[subject-xi]

"Rapture..?  A-Are you..?"  

[subject-xi]

Curiosity

"W-What is it about this city?  And these people..?"  At this point, she was suspicious.

[subject-xi]

(reallyneedstostartsomethingelsewithCharlie... >>)

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As much as she wasn't sure of exactly what was going on, the brunette had surrendered to him.  He was far more passionate than she thought.  Recklessly letting her cut him and now this.  Kissing her and making her feel very strange.  Her body was hot, almost like a high.  Like how she felt after a clean kill and yet...  It wasn't the same.  No, this was a more personal feeling.  At least, that's what she thought.  The girl had no way of knowing for sure.  Emotions and their burden were always pushed out of her mind.  Always.  So, in this moment, she was utterly lost.

She didn't know how to respond properly, so she let herself begin to mimic him.  Feel what he did.  How lost he was in kissing her.  At how he was uncontrollably searching her physically for something.  She didn't know what that something was, but it was intoxicating.  Another new feeling to add to this night's uncertain chain of events.  The way his tongue searched her mouth, savoring her in his own way.  That made Charlie shudder, holding on tighter to him.  Just as she was about to get a hold of him, he got a hold of her first.  Hands on her face, pulling her in closer to him.

Nervously, she wondered what was going to happen.  All of this completely new to her.  Foreign and new.  And with this stranger she saved no less.  The one that was in love with a fellow Sister.  So why was he here, kissing her and exploring her?  It confused her so much.  She took her frustrations out through their shared kiss.  Their shared, heated kiss.  Feeling him fall back, she was drawn with him.  Not once did they break their kiss.  Not once had he done more than kiss her, letting his hands do very little work.

Well, that is until they were on the ground.  He let her stay on top of him.  Maybe he was kind.  He clearly knew she'd feel threaten if he was on top of her.  Though at this point, she wasn't sure how she felt anyway.  Besides feeling insanely unlike herself.  Besides feeling unusually warm and... Something else.  Charlie couldn't be sure, but she held on tightly to him.  Right now, she didn't care if she was in control or not because clearly, she wasn't.  The dominant girl was being broken down into something a bit helpless.  

She felt his hands move on her, grasping at her shirt.  Feeling a bit uneasy, she tried to not let it show.  Digging her fingers into his skin, she felt him rip her shirt open.  Exposed suddenly, the icy girl didn't know how to respond.  She gasped into his mouth, loosening her grip just a bit.

"W-What.. are you... doing?"  Her words shocked, being cut up as they still kissed.  By now, she was terrified.  Surely, he could feel her anxiety and would show her what to do.  This was his idea after all.

"James..."