At the Edge of Curiosity

"Face it. Curiosity will not cause us to die -- only lack of it will." -- Alistair Reid  Zach || 29 || Telekinetic || Not exactly human, and damn proud of it.

[notawendigox-blog]

But you’re around personifications. [ he watches the plate fly through the air; smile on his face  ] Yeah, that makes me happy. And I don’t know, it depends on how I’m feeling, so, yeah! I can’t get it up. [ he laughs. ]

[zachary-miller]

Well I'd offer to help you train but there ain't anywhere near here where we won't get noticed. Unless you know a place? 

[that-tsunami-though]

"Thats if they make it….Wes is just as new as I am…I don’t know if he will make it." Looking at the other he pursed his lips to say something shrewd but relaxed before giving a nod. "Yeah"

[zachary-miller]

"Give the man a lil more credit than that, he did survive with Ev up until now." Zach joked, looking over at Lucien to see if understood his joke. He shrugged, continuing on without really knowing. Looking down again, the words shot out of him faster than his mouth could keep up with. "I'msorrytoo.." his voice quieted down. Zach cleared his throat again, like something was stuck there and refused to come out. "Glad you're here, though. I mean, we need all the people we can on our side but...you want the same things I do. I know that now." 

[zachary-miller]

"Alright, " he started, "we need to come up with a plan here. People are startin' to get suspicious and I don't like the looks we're startin' to get in this less than one horse town. I can barely go out of my hotel room without getting weird looks.." Zach's brow furrowed, attempting to stave off the frustration due to the fact that not everyone from Peregrine had made it yet. 

[vangcghs]

[gonewiththewhimsy-blog]

Derek let out a hiss, the touch of his nip was unexpected, and he couldn’t deny the pain that darted through his core. Pain that mixed shortly into pleasure, and the hiss turned into one soft moan. This was a game, a game that Zach was surprisingly better at than he was, or at least for that moment. His eyes widened while the hand slid over his his member, coaxing him hard and ready for more, and he wanted more, wanted Zach. “You are such an asshole right, Zach.” His voice was strained, as was his body, muscles tightened up so that arms fought against the tight material of his shirt. Biceps all but threatening to tear through. “I am gonna get you back for this, and it ain’t gonna be— Oh fuck.” Blue eyes latched on to the other set, hoping for even more contact as he moved as far as he could to capture their lips together, eager and needy. Sure, they should’ve been planning on Uriel, but the pair would get on without them, and if it mattered, they could swoop outside before anyone was the wiser. “Let.. me down.” He wanted to touch, to feel the body against his own, and being against the ceiling was doing nothing to help him in that moment. “Please..” There, giving in just enough to get his way, all while bucking his hips to feed his member through the grip. With every second that passed, the wind picked up around the room, gently ruffling the covers on the bed, sending the curtains to sway around.

[zachary-miller]

Zach wasn't evil, hearing the magic word his mind let go of the hold it had on Derek. Using his free hand he gripped the other man's neck, deepening their kiss. He could taste the liquor on the other's tongue, just as much as he knew Derek could taste it on his. "Gonna need that bottle at some point, can't let the buzz die down just yet." He requested in between kisses. Zach let Derek take the reigns, his other hand encircling the hardened member as he slowly stroked it. The wind picked up at that, causing Zach to smile as they continued to kiss. He hummed in delight, enjoying the breeze as he finally decided to take a step back, gripping the other's neck to pull him along. His leg hit the edge of the bed first, but before they fell downward he freed his hands momentarily to remove Derek's shirt. He wasted no time in wrapping his arms around him, using his power to descend them slowly down on the bed. Zach couldn't get enough of the soft, smooth skin, his hands reaching below his pants again to grab at his ass.

[warren-burns]

Do we have any news on where the others currently are? Did they escape, are they safe?

[zachary-miller]

You can't sense anyone? You're supposed the one who knows these things War!

[that-tsunami-though]

"Thats if they make it….Wes is just as new as I am…I don’t know if he will make it." Looking at the other he pursed his lips to say something shrewd but relaxed before giving a nod. "Yeah"

[zachary-miller]

Apologizing wasn't something he was afraid of, but he'd felt especially bad after calling Lucien out during the meeting with everyone. Looking anywhere else than at him, he came out with it. "And I'm uh..I'm sorry. For, you know..."

[notawendigox-blog]

You should apologize then. I’ll make sure to try harder if you annoy me then. [ he hums briefly, considering the offer; looking around he thinks he may as well try. Seconds pass and he sighs giving a shake of his head. ] Nah, I can’t. It won’t work right now. Is it a common habit that not every personification tells their ability?

[zachary-miller]

-shrugs- Chalk it up to being on the run for years at a time, makes people cautious and untrusting. I don't know. -looks around, noticing an empty plate outside a hotel door. Zach reaches his hand out and the plate comes flying toward him, stopping just before his reach- There, happy? Now why won't it work? Can't get it up? -snickers- I'm sorry, I couldn't resist.

[epistulanonerubescit]

[hudsonmarquis]

"That depends on your definition of attractive. I’ve seen shoe soles that have more appeal than that pale little twat." Hudson waved off the thought of the boy being anything but a liability. He had no training, the anger and inability to control was only going to cause them trouble, trouble he didn’t have time for. "For fucks sake. Honestly, you get that he did the same here, in this very hall? Anyone could have walked by and saw it. He shouldn’t have been brought along, and had I been here the boy would have been ushered back to the manor and probably taken out." It was then, his lack of fucks so clearly showcased. He didn’t care, nor could he fool himself or others into thinking he did. "Apparently not all of them." He grabbed the flask back and drained it all, and exchanged it for the smaller one he kept for days like these and took another pull. "To have that childlike way of thinking things will all work out for the best. Did everyone suddenly turn into whimsy?"

[zachary-miller]

"It's called optimism, you alcoholic." Zach shot back, moving the flask back into his own hands without so much as asking. Bit by bit he remembered tiny facts about Hudson. Despite his apparent attractiveness, he never stopped drinking; something Zach tried not to do as much as these days. At least not to his level. Still, he chugged right out of the second flask full of more scotch, the liquid burning his throat and blacking out his vision. He wanted to ensure if something were to happen, the trainer would at least be somewhat coherent. "Ahh, as I was saying." He continued with a sloppy tongue. "I don't think the kid is used to having so many of us around. Ain't saying that gives him the right to turn hallways into Antarctica, but he wanted to come with. Can't deny his power ain't useful." Zach reasoned, running a lazy hand through his hair. He could feel the liquor creeping up on him fast as he leaned against a wall. For support, he wasn't sure, but it suddenly felt good to not put all his weight on both feet.

[gabe-two-point-oh]

Calm down. He tried. Gabe really had been trying not to let the blast from ANON rattle him. But his friends were back there. Vivian. Luna. Even Wes. He hoped they were okay. “I just want them to be alright.” He muttered, rubbing at his face in irritation. “That isn’t the way they deserve to be taken.”

[zachary-miller]

"And they won't be. They're smart." Zach reasoned, trying his hardest to stay optimistic. "I'm sure they made it out, I mean Viv's tough as hell. And after what Luna's gone through? I wouldn't wanna be on the other end of her pissed off." His voice had become more adamant as he tried to console his friend, yet the reassuring smile stayed a permanent fixture. The thought of any of his family getting caught or worse was too much to even consider. Zach figured the more he told himself they were okay, the more it would be true. If only. "C'mon, I took a couple joints from Derek that we can enjoy while we wait." He offered, still smiling.

[notawendigox-blog]

Who? Well…if you want me to lose my shit just offend me and I’ll throw you in front of a car. [ he takes Zach’s hand in a firm and brief grip ] It’s - probably - a pleasure to meet you Zach. You should tell me about yourself since you already know what I am.

[zachary-miller]

Oh it's nothin', just Lucien....not that he's unimportant, I mean he's the guy who got you here and -- nevermind. I've just been a real big ass to him, is all. Noted, but I can handle a little ol' car just fine big guy. It's fair enough, I guess, seeing how you have a file just like the rest of us now. -smirks- Curiosity, love walks on the beach, and I'll show you my power if you show me yours. 

[chaoticxqueen]

At the mention of coping Scarlett lifted her drink, letting the liquid swish about in the glass as if to say, yes we do. “Commit..” She mused, humorless laughter playing at the end of the word. “..to putting my life on the line for —-” Her head was shaking before she finished, “I… can’t.”

It wasn’t that it violated her morals as a serial bad-doer to play heroin but that fear, blooming from the thought of possible death, shut her down. “I know— I’m a talent.” She played it off as best she could, weakness was something Scarlett almost always refused to show. “But the luau princess doesn’t think you all need me, so..”  Trailing off, with no real certain direction to continue in, Scarlett began to shrug out of her blazer. “I..have..never..” As she spoke her hand felt blindly around the bar for her glass, “..ever seen you intoxicated, I bet you’re a blast. Let’s toast!” Her entire demeanor seemed to change on a dime, her feet pulling up into the stool so that she basically sat on her knees. “To….. our methods of coping, may they always work.”

[zachary-miller]

Toasting with a clink of their glasses, Zach smiled minutely. "I get high more nowadays.." He admitted, suddenly realizing he'd probably drank more than he was used to in a long while. Letting the liquid warm his throat, travel all the way down as he came up with the right words to say. Zach studied his glass for a moment, slowly swirling the liquid around. "I know we do." He finally settled on. "Need you, that is." It wasn't much, but Zach figured gulping down the rest of his drink and pouring another almost immediately was enough for Scarlett to appreciate without delving into emotions too much.

[that-tsunami-though]

"We have Uriel on our team, we need to go back and get the others. We have the manpower so I don’t see why we’re not packing."

[zachary-miller]

"We're unnoticed here, let's just wait until the others make it safely from the Estate okay?" Zach cleared his throat. "So uh...good job, by the way. With Uriel 'n all."

[notawendigox-blog]

So everybody knows my face, but I don’t know theirs. That’s a little rude don’t you think?

[zachary-miller]

Shit, guess I owe him another apology. Didn't expect you to be so....calm. -extends his hand- Zach. Pleasure meetin' ya, Mr. Ward.

[hunterbuttparrish]

[hudsonmarquis]

"Wait, one of the new— You don’t mean that little snarky shit, do ya? Fuck, you guys are just asking for someone to die. Not that I can blame you, I have one moment with him and I was tempted to snap his neck." Hudson’s southern drawl was always more pronounced after a few drinks, and given that he’d not put the flask away since arriving, it was coming out more than ever. "Do you usually have this harsh of a personality… Zach? That’s it. You’re the other cowboy. I remember now." He said, shaking his finger as if he’d just discovered some groundbreaking piece of information. "As for the others, no thanks. I’m good with keeping out until I’m needed, which hopefully won’t be at all." The likelihood of that happening wasn’t high, especially with his gifts being so perfect for the mission. If anyone was going to go against a godlike man, it would make sense for it to be the man who could turn into more mythological beings. Though he held out the faint hope the knowledge had gone forgotten. 

[zachary-miller]

"Cute Asian dude, barely let's people in?" Zach joked, nodding in affirmation to his own name. He couldn't deny that Lucien had serious power, but he wasn't about to admit it out loud. Let him prove himself, and maybe things will get better between us, he thought, not sure if he cared for the latter as much as he should. "I scared him once and he almost froze a hallway on me. Tried apologizin' but he wasn't having it. Whatever." Zach mentioned. Remembering on the days he would have -- or rather be forced -- to train with the man made him smile slightly, they'd always were able to agree more than not. "Circumstances change, as do personalities." It was a simple enough statement, though Zach wasn't sure if Hudson bought into it or not.