Eli Coyne (half_angel_eli) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-04-11 17:27:00

Current location:	In a tree
Current mood:	drunk
Entry tags:	inactive - avalon, inactive - eli coyne

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There are more than several bottles of hard liquor at the bottom of the tree. Up in the tree, cradled in one of the branches is a drunken half angel. He's staring out into space waving the bottle of vodka around not quite able to get it to his mouth. While he isn't looking at anything, in his mind's eye he can see the aliens as they fell under his sword. The fear in their eyes.

The thrill he got as the they died and the ship went crashing down.

He didn't see them. He saw only the aliens from his time. They were attacking him, therefore they had to be destroyed.

They had to be killed.

But when he finished and smelt the scorch of blood on his skin and in his feathers, he felt sick. He wanted to forget it all.

Not having a telepath at hand, he did the next best thing, get completely and utterly drunk.

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	bluelantern 2010-04-15 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"They may just be words, but they are my words, and I do not give my words unless i mean it." replies Avalon simply. He hrms a bit, and then stands up, slinking so that he can look Eli in the face, in the eyes. "You have lost all hope." he then says softly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	half_angel_eli 2010-04-15 02:33 am UTC (link)
	He can look at Eli in the face but the half-angel won't let him look him in the eyes. "You're assuming I had hope at all." Which is a complete and utter lie, he did have hope. When he was little and everything seemed wonderful. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bluelantern 2010-04-15 03:08 am UTC (link)
	"Everyone had hope at some time, you have to have something to loose it." replies Avalon rather reasonably. He grins widely then, his expression turning mischievous as he says "You need a bit of help, for you have lost your way.. not that it's really your fault; anyone would have lost their way, given the trials you have been through.." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	half_angel_eli 2010-04-15 03:13 am UTC (link)
	"Superman wouldn't have. Dad wouldn't have." He's talking into his elbow right now, completely missing any expressions on the other winged boy's face. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bluelantern
2010-04-15 03:26 am UTC (link)

"Well, you are not Superman, and you are not your father. You are you - and you should at least have a sliver of hope for your future.." replies Avalon in a breathy tone. He shifts up, his fingers Reaching out to draw Eli's face up so that the half angel could see Avalon's smile. If Eli looks closely, his pupils and iris are no longer their usual ocean blue, but transposed with a certain symbol.

"I hope that you will find what you are looking for Eli, and that when you find it, it will be what you always wanted it to be.." he then murmurs as he leans in, expecting to kiss Eli on the forehead. Avalon can't create constructs without Henry near, but he can extend his aura.. and he hopes that maybe he can help Eli see the blue light.

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	half_angel_eli 2010-04-15 03:36 am UTC (link)
	Eli jerks his head up just enough so that the kiss moves from his forehead to his mouth. He tastes like sweat, drink and salty tears. He's also quite firm with his kiss. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bluelantern
2010-04-15 03:44 am UTC (link)

Okay, so touching other people is hard enough for Avalon - by touching another, he creates a physical connection with them that links him into their emotions with his empathy. He was expecting such a empathic connection to start when he touched Eli, but kissing on the lips is something that causes the connection to hum especially quickly and loud.

There is a muffled sound of surprise from Avalon, but he doesn't pull away. Instead he just pushes his aura over Eli, letting the half angel be bathed in blue.

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	half_angel_eli 2010-04-17 01:05 am UTC (link)
	Encouraged, as he's not being shoved away, Eli leans forward into the kiss, his wings spreading to keep his balance. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bluelantern
2010-04-17 01:31 am UTC (link)

If Eli feels it or not, Avalon's blue aura comes flowing out of him, enveloping the two of them and starts to lift them into the air, out of the tree.

Of course, that's nothing compared to what kissing Avalon is like. Hope - pure, unadulterated, selfless Hope - pours into Eli, fed to him by Avalon's own lips. Of course, the winged alien's empathy makes it hard for him to do much more than return the kiss as long fingers press through Eli's hair, holding him close. As the blue light lifts them out of the branches, Avalon pulls himself to Eli, his silver wings curling tightly against his spine and sides, the stiff primary feathers brushing Eli's flank.

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