forum Marvel Roleplay One on One 1/1 CLOSED (stalkers welcome)

Started December 10, 2018 by Deleted user

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Thomas gently ran a hand over her wings, admiring the curvature, "Yeah," he said, "I was trained in sword combat when I was captive," he explained, gesturing to the two swords that hung from his belt

she shivered slightly as he touched her wings. she turned to see the two swords hanging at his belt "captive?" she said with a hitch in her voice.

Thomas cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair, suddenly nervous, "Yeah, it's a long story…" he paused, "You want to come back to the tower with me?" he asked, "All of the others are gone. In Spain. We could grab a cup of tea or something?" he suggested, "The story is long enough not to tell it standing up," he joked

She smiled at his attempt at a joke. "I guess I can stay a bit, just as long no one else is with us." self-aware of her current situation, she glamoured her wings and walked to the window, trying to see if there was anymore reporters outside

Thomas nodded, "We're alone," he confirmed, walking to the kitchen and putting a kettle on the stove before joining her. Once the tea was ready, he handed her a cup and sat down, telling her his story but admin is too lazy to write it so yay!

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She nodded gratefully as she took the tea. She made room for him on the couch and listened intently as Thomas told the story of his captive life. "I'm sorry you had to endure that alone." she placed a hand on his shoulder in kindness. you're getting too close she reluctantly let go and took his empty cup, taking it to the sink

Thomas shook his head, "It's in the past," he said, feeling his shoulder grow cold as her hand left it, "What about you?" he asked, standing and walking to the kitchen with her, "If you don't mind sharing…"

She stiffened "no…I don't mind. I'm pretty much a runaway. I left my home when I was 13, not being able to handle my family's abuse and came here to New York. After getting in trouble with authorities more than once, I started living on the streets. I hide in abandoned buildings and warehouses, trying to hide who I am from the world and…others." she glanced up at him, scared that he might ick her out

Thomas tipped his head to the side, "You're welcome to stay here," he offered immediately, "You shouldn't have to be out on the streets alone," the boy smiled and walked towards her, "You're welcome here"

She instinctively moved back a step "I'm fine, really, but thank you for the offer." She hated herself for being so weak, but too many times had she confided in someone and they had broken her.

Thomas frowned, putting his hands into his pockets, "At least for a bit?" he asked, "It by no means has to be a permanent situation, but at least stay for a bit? It gets lonely here alone," the boy smiled and leaned against the counter

She contemplated his offer "Fine, but only for a bit, and I wouldn't want you to be lonely." She went back to the living room and sat down "you're sure no one will be back?"

Thomas smiled and shook his head, "Nat assured me that no one will be back until next week. It was supposed to be me and my sister Myra, but she left as soon as they did. Probably to spend time with her boyfriend," he sighed and plopped down on the chair opposite the couch

She laughed gently "ah the perils of love. to love one, you must sacrifice another." she smiled bitterly to herself. "And do you, Thomas have one you love?" she glanced at him

Thomas looked at her, then shook her head, "Pleutonically, many," he said, "But romantically, none," he spread his wings a bit, "People generally don't want to date someone with big scary wings," he said a bit bitter

She laughed again "I can vouch for that." her wings ruffled, lightly touching Thomas

Thomas chuckled, "Yeah, I guess you would know," he shivered slightly at her touch, though he wasn't sure why

"are you alright? You seem cold." She went to the kitchen and pouted another cut of tea "here, this'll help"

Thomas smiled and accepted it, "Thank you," he said, taking a sip, "Why didn't you just leave the building?" he asked suddenly, "You easily could have gotten yourself out,"

I was on the top floor, there was no way out through the bottom floor, and I couldn't have flown out because of the reporters crowd"
Plus I was waiting for him she hated not telling Thomas the whole truth but if he knew that she was trying to kill someone, he'd have her locked up

Thomas nodded, "Makes sense," he said, taking another sip of tea, "But you shouldn't hide your powers,"

"that's the first time I've heard that said to me." He smiled down towards the floor, her curtain of hair covering her blushing cheeks "I know I shouldn't, but it seems Everytime I try to show someone, they end up terrified, groveling, or dead. You're the first person I'm willing to show my true nature to."

Thomas smiled, pleased, "Well, I'm glad that you trust me enough," he said sincerely, "It's stupid that people are automatically afraid of something they don't understand," the boy murmured, reaching out to brush her wings again, "They don't take the time to see the beauty in it"

She glanced at him, not sure if he meant creatures like them, or her. " No I guess they don't" she said quietly " how's your wing?" She said as she turned towards him

He opened the one wing, wincing slightly as the crispy flesh (oh gods I hate that phrase. I just gave a full body cringe ahhhh) stretched out, "Better," he admitted, "But it still hurts a bit,"

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"Hm I'll see what I can do about the pain, as for the scabbing, that should heal on its own." She got up to find aloe and honey. "Turn around and extend your wings" she instructed

Thomas did as she asked, peering over his shoulders to watch her

She pade a paste out of the honey and aloe, mixing in a thickening agent. "I need you to lift your shirt up towards the base of your wings." She said softly, hoping that Thonas couldn't see her blushing "this is going on the base of your wings and on the burn areas. It'll help sooth the pain."

Thomas nodded, double tapping the glowing disc on his chest. His shirt disappeared and Thomas slid the disc into his pocket, unbothered by the fact he was shirtless

She blushed again. "I'm sorry if my hands are cold," Ferris began to apply the paste along the base of his wings and lower back, massaging gently. She moved to his wings, gently applying more of the paste to the Burns and scabs. "Better?"she whispered