IllumiNaughty

Your existence is not impossible, but it is also ---------------------- not very likely.---------------------

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[travis-lyon-blog]

louisafletcher:

Lou nodded, smiling. “Yeah. I know it’s all a bit strange, but I’m excited. Even if I’m doing it on my own. Which is a silly way of putting it, I have so many good friends, but you know how it is, other people don’t see the father with you and they assume you’re destitute.” She leaned back, hoping that at least assured him he wasn’t the father. Which was really a fifty-fifty chance. “What do you think of the name Vivian? I do love Vivian Leigh in Anna Karenina.”

Travis leaned farther back into his seat as she mentioned ‘the father’, legitimately wondering if this was just some kind of weird prank she was playing on him to try and make him freak out. Why else would she come here and tell him that she was pregnant without telling him that he was or assuring him that he was not the father? It’s not like she could have expected him to not wonder what her timeline on the pregnancy was.

“Do you even know it’s a girl?” He asked, trying to keep the exasperation out of his voice and completely failing.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[travis-lyon-blog]

louisafletcher:

They didn’t exactly touch, but it wasn’t awkward. It was even nice. She wished she hadn’t slept with him so they could have just stayed friends and kept doing this. Maybe they still could. But only if she didn’t tell him. It was a strange thought. But - why not? She could always tell him later, if she was sure it was his. And it wasn’t like it had gone well with Jack. Maybe this was better. He could know she was pregnant without knowing he was in the running. “I’m pregnant.” She smiled and touched her stomach. “Exciting, right? Not great timing of course, but there it is. I’ve only just found out.” 

Travis hadn’t been expecting that. He had no idea how to respond, unable to forget how they had hooked up recently. It wouldn’t have made him so nervous except that suddenly her hesitation from before had him on edge, making it really hard to be cool. 

“Yeah, congratulations.” He honestly couldn’t imagine how she would be happy about this under the circumstances but she seemed to at least be trying to be happy about it. It seemed really rude to ask if she knew who the father was but at the same time it felt weird to ignore that bit, at a loss for how to proceed.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[travis-lyon-blog]

louisafletcher:

Lou settled in with Travis to watch the movie. It was so terrible that it was funny, and since it was just them, she could make the odd comment while they watched, though she knew he generally liked to watch movies in silence. When it was done, her popcorn was gone and she felt a little better about the whole thing. She leaned back in the seat. It occurred to her that maybe it would be better not to tell Travis. It wasn’t like it had gone well with Jack. And she couldn’t be sure. “I had some good news the other day.”

Travis felt better than he had since the whole incident with Derek and the demon, actually able to relax as they sat through the movie. Normally he hated when people talked during movies but the nature of this particular movie and Lou herself combined to keep him from minding. 

He looked over at her as she spoke, his eyebrows raising. “Oh yeah?” He couldn’t imagine what it was but he was curious, wondering what kind of good news she could have possibly had during all of this. 

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[travis-lyon-blog]

louisafletcher:

She smiled, taking the water. “Let’s do a bad fun movie then. I could use a laugh.” She’d just have to tell him after. Maybe once he was more relaxed, he’d be easier to talk to. And she’d have a better idea what she was about to say.

Travis scooped the popcorn, filling two containers and grabbing his fountain drink before walking around the counter again. “Nice.” He declared, heading back down the hall. He dropped the snacks off with her once they had picked seats in one of the theaters, telling her he’d be back once he’d set the movie up to play. 

He left for a few and returned, jogging down the theater aisle as an Ed Wood movie started up on the big screen. He didn’t want to think about anything, instead content to just lose himself in the terrible quality of the movie they were about to watch. He sat down next to her, picking up his container of popcorn and leaning back in the seat.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[louisafletcher]

travis-lyon:

Travis got a bottle of water from the refrigerator, glancing over his shoulder at her as she asked if she could have popcorn. He finally seemed to relax, nodding as he turned and carried the bottle of water back to her. He handed it to her across the counter, stepping over to the popcorn machine to get it started.

“Yeah, of course. You want to watch something? I was going to watch something.” He wondered if it was too much to hope that she would stay and watch a movie with him on the big screen. Nothing would take his mind off of things like sharing fresh popcorn and a movie with someone that would actually get it.

She’d had a speech. It wasn’t a good speech, but it was at least a speech. Now here she was, no speech, winging it and asking for popcorn. She was clearly making all kinds of mistakes. 

The offer of a movie was a relief, even if it shouldn’t have been. She didn’t need to watch a movie, she needed to say her bit and get it over with. But he seemed like he needed someone to stick around. “Alright, what did you have in mind?”

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis leaned against the counter, pressing a plastic lid onto his fountain drink. He was relieved that she'd agreed, desperate to get his mind off of things for a few hours.

"You can pick. I'm not- I don't have any bad movies. Well, not any bad movies that aren't fun bad." He offered with a half-smile.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[louisafletcher]

travis-lyon:

Travis had no idea how uncomfortable he was making her, oblivious that his own aura of discomfort was coming off of him in waves. He was trying to play it cool and it wasn’t working at all. He shook his head, nodding for her to follow him back into the hall and towards the lobby where it was better lit and more open.

“This is fine. What did you want to talk about?” He asked, walking behind the counter to pour a fountain drink. “You want anything?” He asked, having a wide array of movie candy and drinks to offer

She followed him, since there didn’t seem to be any other option. She liked the old theatre, it had a charm that she knew was almost all Travis’s doing. Hesitating, she looked at the movie posters. “Water’s fine.” She was starving. This whole eating for three thing was doing a number on her appetite. “Actually, could I have some popcorn?” 

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis got a bottle of water from the refrigerator, glancing over his shoulder at her as she asked if she could have popcorn. He finally seemed to relax, nodding as he turned and carried the bottle of water back to her. He handed it to her across the counter, stepping over to the popcorn machine to get it started.

"Yeah, of course. You want to watch something? I was going to watch something." He wondered if it was too much to hope that she would stay and watch a movie with him on the big screen. Nothing would take his mind off of things like sharing fresh popcorn and a movie with someone that would actually get it.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[louisafletcher]

travis-lyon:

Travis forced a smile but it was barely passing even as a forced attempt to be friendly. He glanced back at the broom, shaking his head as he turned back to her. “No, nah. I’m good. Just killing time really.” He admitted. “What brings you here?” He asked to try and change the subject.

Lou was second-guessing herself now. It was awkward. They’d known each other before, given that she liked old movies and he played them, but it’s not like they’d been close friends when they’d slept together. “I wanted to talk to you, but if it’s a bad time, I can come back.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis had no idea how uncomfortable he was making her, oblivious that his own aura of discomfort was coming off of him in waves. He was trying to play it cool and it wasn't working at all. He shook his head, nodding for her to follow him back into the hall and towards the lobby where it was better lit and more open.

"This is fine. What did you want to talk about?" He asked, walking behind the counter to pour a fountain drink. "You want anything?" He asked, having a wide array of movie candy and drinks to offer

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

[travis-lyon-blog]

louisafletcher:

Lou had hesitated about telling Travis or Jack they might be the father. Did anyone really want to hear they’d made the shortlist? It wasn’t like, congratulations, you’re a father! Or even, give me money to make your mistake go away. It was just, thought you might like to know that you could be a dad. I don’t really want to marry you but if you want to be a part of things, we can get a DNA test. If you care. Which you don’t have to. She’d written a speech. It hadn’t gone well. 

“Hello, Travis.” She was about to switch to small talk, but he seemed on edge. “I’m fine. Are you?” She looked about the place. No one else was here. “Do you want help cleaning up?” She wanted him at least mildly relaxed and not panicked. Preferably. 

Travis forced a smile but it was barely passing even as a forced attempt to be friendly. He glanced back at the broom, shaking his head as he turned back to her. “No, nah. I’m good. Just killing time really.” He admitted. “What brings you here?” He asked to try and change the subject.

[travis-lyon-blog]

Lonely Planet || Travis + Louisa

Travis had been incredibly jumpy since things had gone down with Derek. Things had gotten out of hand- gone too far. He had barely gone out since all of it. Travis had never touched a dead body before and it still haunted him, sick at the memory of helping Derek shove that woman’s helpless body into the dumpster behind the Squeeze-In. 

He was in the empty and dimly lit theater, sweeping up the aisles out of habit and a need for something to do. He had been under the impression that all of the doors were locked, believing himself to be safe from the intrusion of others. So when he heard the squeak of a door he whirled around, the broom gripped too tightly in his hands. He breathed a huge sigh of relief when he saw Lou standing there, his heart pounding too hard in his chest.

“You scared the shit out of me.” He admitted, leaning the broom handle against the edge of a seat and walking towards her. He was still struggling to appear relaxed, everything putting and keeping him on edge these days. “Are you okay?” He asked as he reached the place where she was. 

[travis-lyon-blog]

verosutton:

“Man, so many murders. At least no ladies were harmed.”

“Yeah, wow. What a relief.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

No Return || Travis & (open to mortals)

[hacker-milo-blue]

Whatever Milo was expecting, some sort of tome of knowledge or possibly just some old celluloid of an exorcism or something, this wasn’t it. This was so far beyond what he’d been expecting he practically jumped out of his skin when the thing on the table moved ever so slightly. “Holy shitfuck that’s a fucking demon!” 

He took a few steps towards the demon. It was a woman. She was pretty, or had been. He felt sick. She didn’t look particularly evil. She reminded him of the deer he’d shot with his uncle back in Oklahoma. Turning wildly to Travis, he grabbed his friend by the shoulders and shook him. “What the fuck is going on? Why do you have a fucking demon tied up in your fucking basement like a fucking Saw movie?”

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis frowned as Milo grabbed him, attempting to push the younger man off of him. “We need to know their weaknesses. We have no cards in this right now. I’m trying to find us a place at the table, dumbass. And have you ever actually seen a Saw movie?” He demanded, mostly irritated by Milo’s film comparison more than anything.

[travis-lyon-blog]

No Return || Travis & (open to mortals)

[hacker-milo-blue]

Milo ducked his head as they went down into the basement. “You are being super fucking cryptic and I’m worried, honestly. Have you been watching horror movies again? I told you, you have to lay off that shit. It’s Halloween, I get it, but there are a limited number of times anyone should watch The Shining.” 

He was more than a little nervous, but Travis had insisted he had a way of learning more about the demonic population of the city, and since Milo was the one who’d insisted they needed more research, he could hardly back out now. He just didn’t like that it required a basement. “I swear to Christ, if you’re making a woman suit, I’m gonna stab you.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis chose to ignore half of the things that Milo said to him, unwilling to argue most of it. Besides, this was serious and there was no point engaging him in talks of The Shining (a movie that Travis was pretty sure you couldn’t actually watch too many times).

“It’s not- just shut up Milo.” He rolled his eyes in response to the woman suit comment. Unlocking the door, Travis let Milo step inside before following and locking the door behind them. Towards the middle of the room a person was blindfolded and tied down onto a wooden pallet. It was obvious that Travis had tried to take every precaution, the pallet lashed to concrete cinder blocks on all sides. The person tied down didn’t look so good, thin and pale in the light of the room.

“I caught a demon.” Travis didn’t feel good about this. He felt terrible. He had to do something to try and fight back though, determined that if the demons had real weaknesses he would find out what they were.

[travis-lyon-blog]

No Return || Travis & (open to mortals)

[d-andrews-blog]

Derek looked at the demon, recognizing them as the one that Brand had spoken to while xe was stuffed into his body. Seeing that demon there was upsetting, but he was happy that someone actually listened to his advice about things. They couldn’t just go and try to resist without any knowledge of how to. He walked closer, seeing the pained figure.

“Did you figure anything out?” he asked, looking over to Travis with a look of concern. 

[travis-lyon-blog]

“I’ve been trying the usual things. They’re possessing a human host so it’s... a balance. More about identifying sensitivities rather than actually about doing damage to them. Holy water and holy symbols are a bust. Salt and iron are what seem to bother it the most. I don’t know what kind of permanent damage, if any, that it’s inflicting to the demon inside but... I’m trying here.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

No Return || Travis & (open to mortals)

[d-andrews-blog]

Derek walked down the stairs with Travis, looking at the walls and surroundings. This wasn’t exactly what he had imagined when it came to the whole demon resistance headquarters, but he supposed that people couldn’t have really prepared for it.

“Yeah, man,” he answered, nodding his head. “I just want this shit to get better here.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

Travis nodded, pulling the keys from his pocket and unlocking the door. He led Derek inside, making sure to close and lock the door behind them. Towards the middle of the room a person was blindfolded and tied down onto a wooden pallet. It was obvious that Travis had tried to take every precaution, the pallet lashed to concrete cinder blocks on all sides. The person tied down didn’t look so good, thin and pale in the light of the room.

“It’s a demon.” Travis didn’t feel good about this. He felt terrible. He had to do something to try and fight back though, determined that if the demons had real weaknesses he would find out what they were.

[travis-lyon-blog]

No Return || Travis & (open to mortals)

Travis still couldn't quite believe that he'd managed it. He felt in way over his head, overwhelmed by how unqualified he felt in the face of it. He had yet to identify anyone that seemed particularly fit for the job though, figuring that trying was better than not doing anything at all.

He led the way down the stairs that led to the basement beneath his theater, the wooden steps creaking and popping in places. He reached a closed door, turning to look at the person behind him.

"Are you sure you want to see this?" He asked hesitantly, offering them one last out before they entered.

[hacker-milo-blue]

“Dude, relax. I won’t tell anyone how much you spend an old movies. But damn, dude, way too much, between you and me.”

“Yeah. Fuck, we are not the right people for this. In a movie, we would totally die and some hot guy with a lantern jaw would avenge our deaths. At best we’re comic relief.”

[travis-lyon-blog]

“You’re unbelievable, man. Haven’t you heard of using your power for good?”

“Speak for yourself. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon.”

[nbelstead-blog]

“—Shoot… I zoned out, didn’t it? Sorry, …I just have a lot on my mind. Did you need something?”

[travis-lyon-blog]

“No worries. I was just talking to myself.”