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@freedomwriter76 aww Steve is so sweet š„°
Puck
Puck slipped his hands into his pockets, keeping his eyes solely focused on the path ahead.
He wished the blonde behind him would stop staring, as it made the hair on the back of his neck stand on edge.
Made the feelings worseā¦
He glanced at the man, eyes meeting his. He winced, looking away.
What was it with eye contact that always made it worse?
Puckās nose scrunched up, his head throbbing. His body tensed and jolted with the colorful sensations of those around him.
The intense differing emotionsā¦feelings of those he was near.
Like vibrations beneath his feet, slowly traveling up through the rest of his body, until they reached his mind, sending signals thatā¦he didnāt fully understand.
Which feelings were his own? Which belonged to everyone else?
He didnāt realize his breathing had grown slightly shallow until his lungs constricted, struggling to keep up with the pace of his feet. He swallowed, trying to regain some semblance of control over himself.
Butā¦it was hard.
The feelings nearby wereā¦strongā¦
(soā¦I have a feeling that Bucky has some pretty strong emotions, despite trying to keep them in checkā¦)
And now, hisā¦gift had reached a point where he could almostĀ seeĀ the emotions of others.
Connecting like lines of color to each personā¦
Lucienās annoyance-and orangey green color
Cadenās excitement and happiness- bright yellow
Benjiāsā¦whatever Benji was feelingā¦
Kids were all over the placeā¦Puck winced at the rainbow of colors
And Buckyā¦
Puckās fists clenched at the range of conflicting emotions.
Confusion. Anger. Distrust.
Fear.
Allā¦extremely strong feelings.
And all the feelingsā¦the colors, connected back to him. To Puck.
He could feel them all.
But what about his own feelings? How did he feel?
He glanced again at Steve.
Tilted his head.
He was a bit of a conundrum though, compared to the others. The entire time theyād been traveling, even during the danger faced earlierā¦ the main emotion Puck had felt wafting from the blonde had beenā¦
Calm. Peace.
Sure, there were bits and pieces of other emotions. There always were. But those two always won out.
Puck looked back at the ground.
He only knew a few people who had that as their dominant emotionā¦
One of which was his fatherā¦
Maybeā¦that was why the guy was soā¦intimidating.
Not that Puckās dad was intimidating. In the slightest.
Ha. Paxton Fabel? Intimidating?
Never.
He wasā¦likeā¦the most compassionate man in AĆŗ.
Maybe that was why he seemed so impossible to live up toā¦
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Lila
Aaron wasnāt doing wellā¦that much was obvious.
Lila frowned, looking for any sign of her cousinās bright eyes, but they were drowned out by guilt and shame.
Heās blaming himselfā¦
āAaron?ā She said softly. He met her eyes, trying to force a smile, but it failed miserably.
She sighed, adjusting the medium-sized knapsack on her back. The thought of Bren beingā¦kidnapped made her wonder about her own brother.
Was he alright in this place? Or had he met a similar fate to Brenā¦?
Puck was pretty fierceā¦butā¦while that could be a good thing, it often got him into trouble.
She bowed her head, closing her eyes and saying a silent prayer for Bren and all of the others lost in this place.
As well as for her family back home. She hoped they were wellā¦
She lifted her head, feeling more encouraged now. āAsher? Matthew?ā The boys turned to her. āDo you two have any ideas on how to find thisā¦man?ā
If he could be called suchā¦taking a child for personal gain.
The boys shared a look and then shook their heads disparagingly. Kiri pursed her lips, folding her arms.
āShould we split up and look?ā She offered.
āIāmā¦not sure. It might be best to stay altogetherā¦butā¦we would cover more ground. Aaron? What do you think?ā Lila asked.
Aaron jerked his head up. āHuh? O-Ohā¦uhā¦I-I donātā¦ā He ran a hand through his hair. Lilaās eyes furrowed.
Sheād only ever seen him like this one time beforeā¦
When the news of his fatherās disappearance had reached himā¦
āI donāt know. Elias, Lily, Albertā¦?ā He looked at the adults, eyes pleading.
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@godlyfantasy12. Poor Puck!!! šššā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
And oh, yea, Bucky’s sure got some strong emotions. ššš
STEVE
The others up ahead, mostly Lucien and Caden, engaged in conversation. And Puck was watching them…studying them…lapsing into silence.Ā Steve bit his lip. He felt like he needed to do something, but also felt like…he shouldn’t.
Sometimes talking to someone made things better…but other times…it made things worse. Steve wanted to help…wanted to make everything better.Ā ‘You can’t fix the whole world, Steve…you’re just one man.’Ā
He sighed at the reminder of Natasha’s words.
He knew that. Or, at least, he thought he knew that. He couldn’t fix the world, sure, but he could try to help and fix the people in it, right? He just wanted to help. But sometimes he didn’t know how to. Sometimes he didn’t know what to do…or say…to make things better. But he wanted to know…wanted to know how to help everyone out.
Maybe he wanted to be a problem solver.
But in complete honesty…
Didn’t he just make things worse most of the time?
Steve shoved back the thought…the memories…the guilt, and turned to Puck with a small, friendly smile. “Hey Puck. You good?”
@freedomwriter76 aww Steve!! So sweeeeet!
Puck
Puck tensed as the blonde man began speaking, āHey Puck. You good?ā
āFine,ā He snapped. Then winced. He hadnāt meant to do that, exactly.
Steveās eyes widened slightly. He slowly nodded, returning to his silence. Puck scolded himself inwardly.
ThisĀ was why he steered clear of peopleā¦why he preferred silence to conversation.
It was too hard to explain to peopleĀ whyĀ his moods changed so suddenlyā¦why heād be happy and laughing and then suddenly snappy and upsetā¦
Too hard to explain thatā¦it wasnāt his fault.
Wasnāt his feelings.
His sister explained it pretty wellā¦she was good at these kinds of things.
Nice to have around.Ā Not that he missed her or anything!Ā She was justā¦useful.
She had a way of explaining all of his strange behaviorsā¦hisĀ acting outĀ as some called it.
She said it was just because he wasnāt entirely sure ofĀ who he was.
Which was nonsense, of course.
He was Puck Fabel!
Butā¦sometimes it was nice to know someone didnāt justā¦write him off as unruly. Rebellious.
Still.
Puck knew exactly who he was.
It was everyone else who had a problem.
He let out a small sigh, pulling his shoulders up to his face. He blushed slightly, long ears tipping a bit.
āSorryā¦ā he muttered.
Steve raised a brow. āHm?ā
āFor snapping!ā He glared, hating having to explain.
He hated apologizing.
āAhā¦itās alright. I shouldnāt have bothered you,ā Steve smiled warmly.
Puck glared at the floor. He looked up at the brown-haired man in front of him, still holding the little boy.
āWhatās up with your friend up there?ā He asked. Rather blunt, butā¦sometimes that was the best way to get answers.
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#ProtectSeb@lightoverdarkness6 u want to RP as Vance?
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Poor Aaron!!! The baby!!! šā¤ļø
@lightoverdarkness6. @godlyElias
āI donāt know. Elias, Lily, Albertā¦?ā Aaron whispered, turning to them, eyes pleading.
Lily bit her lip, glancing from Aaron to Elias and back to Aaron again.
Albert wasn’t paying attention, however, staring off at a wall. No matter, though. Elias understood how he could get sometimes. Elias faced Aaron with a small smile…and he slowly nodded. “Splitting up might help.”
Steve
āWhatās up with your friend up there?ā
Steve bit his lip, watching Bucky. Bucky put Ryo up on his shoulders, causing the toddler to giggle. “He’s…been through a lot. I thought he was dead…the whole world thought he was dead…for decades.”
He swallowed, hard, thinking about how much his best friend had been hurt, fighting back both guilt and anger. “…And he was hurt and used…hurt in ways that I’m not going to explain to you, especially in depth…it was bad…very bad. He was treated as if he was a weapon…not a man. Just…a lot of things happened to him. Things I can’t even imagine or explain…horrible things…and he’s just been scarred by it. He’s still healing…and I-I’m afraid that…” Steve trailed off.
He couldn’t explain that…wouldn’t. Puck was a kid. And besides, Steve needed to be strong. He needed to be Captain America, the hero everyone needed…he didn’t have time to be Steve Rogers.
He merely shook his head. “Never mind. Just…he’s been hurt, that’s all…really hurt.”
@freedomwriter76 @lightoverdarkness6 OK I gotta RP as the kitsā¦ XD also Iām changing Azul and Midnaās ages to 15
Azul
Three pairs of ears rose from the box in the corner of the dim room, each set varying in color. The black pair twitched to the right, and then the left, listening for the slightest of sounds or vibrations.
āAnything?ā
āNo.āĀ Midna lowered herself until her ears were once again hidden by the large container the three kits hid behind. Her golden eyes scanned the room before focusing in on her twinās face.
āThey must be close. They wouldnāt just leave us.ā
āUnless they were takenā¦āĀ She hissed sharply.
āWithout us knowing? I doubt thatā¦ā
āBah, you boys would sleep through anything.ā
Azul shrugged his small shoulders. āAlrightā¦but you?āĀ He tilted his head, one ear raised in question. Midna glowered, knowing she was beat.
āAlright. Fine. But if they werenāt taken then-āĀ Her eyes went wide. She crouched down, maw opening wide, showing all of her sharp teeth. āNico!ā
Azul sharply turned his head, one paw in the air, tensed and ready. His ocean-colored fur stood on edge at the sight of a younger, cream-colored kit, now perched precariously on a windowsill quite a few feet away.
āWhat are you-?!āĀ Midna sputtered.
āLookieee!āĀ Nico crooned, lifting a paw in the air and hanging his head out into the open air. Azulās heart leapt, imagining if his brother were to lose his footing and fallā¦
Even if he landed on his feetā¦a fall from that height wouldnāt be pretty.
āNicoā¦āĀ Azul said softly, stepping out from behind the crate. āWhy donāt you come down and tell us what you see.ā
āDonāt ask him, tell him! Get down here this instant!āĀ Midna yelped, jumping up onto the box, eyes blazing.
Nico was still all smiles, tails swishing wildly. He sat down, looking like the tiny fox kitten he was.
āItās real pretty! Auntie would love it!ā
āIām sure she would,āĀ Azul smiled, āCome on now. Why donāt we go find everyone else now?ā
Nicoās eyes brightened as he turned to face his brother. He nodded eagerly. āAlright!āĀ He hopped down from the window, rushing back to the two. Midna jumped down, a low growl in her throat.
āWhat have I told you about running off?!āĀ Midna said, raising up to her full height, which was quite a bit bigger then her younger brother. Nico frowned, ears falling to the side of his head.
āBut I didnāt-ā
āLet it go, Midna. Heās fine.āĀ Azul stepped up, shaking his head.
Midna Glared at him before huffing and walking past them both. Nico let out a small whimper, ears still drooped. He looked at Azul.
āI didnāt mean to make her angryā¦ā
Azul gave him a small smile. āAhā¦donāt worry about it.ā He rubbed his nose into his brotherās scruff, making Nico grin. āSheāll get over it. Justā¦stay close next time. Alright?āĀ Nico nodded and the three set off.
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So how do yāall wanna work the splitting of Aaron and themās group? This can also help with Dylan coming in and also Fen and Aria and them, cuz one group can run into them if u like.
im thinking maybeā¦.
Ik Iād like Matt and Lila to still maybe be together and Asher and Kiri cuz itās funny XD but other then thatā¦ š¤·š»āāļø
Puck
Puck felt a small shudder reach down his spine. He glanced at the dark-haired man in front of him, and for a moment, the man glanced back, making the two meet eyes. Puckās face paled.
He looked away, swallowing hard.
āThatā¦explains thingsā¦ā he whispered. Though obviously not quietly enough, as Steve gave him a curious glance.
Puck folded in on himself, looking away. He pinched his lips shut, wishing he could drown out all of the conflicting feelings roiling in his chest. All of the emotions fighting to take control of his mind.
His soul.Ā
He knew from what his mother had taught him that emotions affected a lotā¦
They could affect how you thoughtā¦what you saidā¦didā¦
Who you believed you were.
They could affectā¦everything.
And seeing as howā¦Puck had absolutely no control at this point whose emotions he could or couldnāt feelā¦and no way to fully distinguish which were his or othersā¦
Things were extremely difficult for him.
Especially now since he was traveling so close to someone soā¦emotionally volatile.
Not that this was his first time.
Some of his own family was like thatā¦
Like Aunt Corvinaā¦she could be strongā¦
And Uncle November. He wasĀ alwaysĀ feeling. And Bren.
Andā¦
Oofā¦Hadassah.
Actuallyā¦a lot of his friends and family were emotional people.
Probably why he was proclaimed to be a bitā¦ āAnti-social.ā
He blinked, looking down as something jerked his pants leg.
āPuuuuckā¦ā Benji whined. āPlay with me! Please?ā
Puck glowered. āI donāt feel like playing.ā
āBut I wanna play! Please, Puck! Pretty please?ā Benji whined all the more, clutching the bottom of Puckās shirt. Puck let out a loud groan, pushing the kid away.
āI donāt feel like playing, Benj!ā
āAh, cāmon Puck, be a sport,ā Lucien called from his position up front. Puck glared at him.
āHeāsĀ yourĀ brother! Why donāt youĀ play with him?ā
Lucien shrugged. āDidnāt ask me.ā
Puck growled. Looked down to see Benji giving him the largest doe eyes possible.
āNo, Benji! That doesnāt work on me. Go play your dumb games with Caden.ā
Benji scowled, large crocodile tears forming in his eyes. He sniffled, turning around and scurrying to his blonde brother. Puck huffed, folding his arms and painfully trying to ignore the loud tattling of the black-haired child.
Puck is not having it XD XD
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#ProtectSebIām kinda wondering if Bucky and Puck are gonna end up having some conflictā¦ considering what already happened earlier.
Im sure Bucky is just kinda volatile rn and on edge and Puck isā¦having a rough go of it XD
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#ProtectSebAnd itās easy for Puckās attitude/demeanor to be misread by people
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Sorry it took me a while! š Is Fen and Aria in a room? Dylan can like open a door…to another hallway and there in there! Is that okay?
Vance
āIsnāt that right Bren? We were just having a discussion.ā I said smoothly. Bren looked up a bit, and then, slowly nodded.
āY-Yesā¦ā
The girl narrowed her eyes.
āā¦Why do you think I would trust you!?ā
I clenched my fists in aggravation, then took a deep breath and relaxed.
I can keep the act up for as long as it takes…as long as it takes to get that boy.Ā
The other girl began speaking softly to the fiery one. She responded in a heated whisper.
I glanced back at Bren. He was looking up at me with wide eyes. I mouthed, “Don’t you dare say anything…or you’ll regret it.”
His eyes filled with fear and anger, but he nodded.
I turned my attention back to the two girls. After sharing a look, the other girl looked up and smiled at me.
āForgive myā¦sister here. Sheās a littleā¦headstrong. Fierce, if you will. She didnāt mean to be unfriendly. I am Madelene, and this is Alex.ā Alex crossed her arms…and was that an eye roll!?
I smiled and nodded. “Hello Madelene.” I turned to the other girl. “…Alex.”
“Would you like to accompany us as we search for my…other sons?” I asked amiably, smiling.
Maybe I can use these two…
DylanĀ
I clenched my fists in irritation, (He’s so much like Vance in that way, lol š š. Poor Dyl!) walking down the corridor of this accursedĀ place.Ā
How many times does this have to happen?! I don’t particularly like waking up in a new place, especially if it’s cold…and dark. Reminds me too much of…
I shuddered.
Nope, not gonna think about that.Ā
I continued exploring the halls.
I wonder if Asher’s here…
My brow furrowed.
I hope he’s okay.Ā
Suddenly, I heard voices through a door. I slowly approached it, listening intently for any familiarity to the voices.
I couldn’t tell given the thick wooden door.
Might as well.Ā
I took a breath, then pulled open the door.
Asher
Aaronās eyes widened, mouth opening in shock. “You…I…” then he stopped, his fists clenched.
I winced.Ā He must be so angry at me…
Then, he laid a soft hand on my shoulder.
I flinched involuntarily, and he looked a bit startled.
“S-sorry…” I whispered.
He offered a small smile, shaking his head.
āWeāre not taking you anywhere. I refuse to help him, and if he thinks he can force meā¦ā Aaron clenched his other fist. āHeās wrong. Butā¦we need your help. Anything you can do, maybe, to help me find my brother. Pleaseā¦ā He pleaded with his eyes.
No one had treated me with this much…mercy…other than Matt, Dyl, and Iris…since…I didn’t even remember when.
I smiled back, tears making my vision blurry. I quickly swept a hand across my eyes, wiping the tears away.
“Y-yeah…we can help…” I glanced at Matthew. He smiled.
I brought my attention back to Aaron. “We’ll help in any way that w-we can.”
Lila smiled, as did Kiri, who also placed a hand on my other shoulder.
āMy cousin would never put anyone in danger willingly,ā Kiri said. āToo much of a goody goody.ā
Aaron smiled, albeit painfully.
āAaronā¦ā Lila stepped up to her cousin, wrapping her arms around him. āWeāre going to find Bren. I know itā¦ā
He nodded slowly. “Th-thank you.”
I took a deep breath, wondering how we could get Vance to give Bren back.
If only Iris were here…or…or Dylan. He would know what to do.
āI donāt know. Elias, Lily, Albertā¦?ā Aaron whispered, turning to them, eyes pleading.
Lily bit her lip, glancing from Aaron to Elias and back to Aaron again.
Elias faced Aaron with a small smileā¦and he slowly nodded. āSplitting up might help.ā
I jolted. Splitting up?Ā
I took a deep breath, and nodded.Ā It will be okay.Ā
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Yea Dylan can meet them! If freedom is good with it
Bren
Bren buried his face into his knees, wishing he would wake up from this nightmare.
Where was Aaron? Why wasnāt he here yet?
What ifā¦
What if he never found him?
Tears stung the back of Brenās eyelids at the thought.
Noā¦No. R-Ronnie would find himā¦he wouldnāt leave him!
W-Would he?
Fear creeped up Brenās chest, spreading through him like a vine, wrapping around his very being.
āI said,Ā isnāt that right,Ā Bren.āĀ Vanceās voice made Bren jolt slightly. He looked up only to find the man glaring at him. He shuddered, then slowly nodded, though he had no idea what he was agreeing to.
āGood. Come along,ā Vance said, reaching out a hand. Bren frowned, staring at it. Slowly, he took it, feeling an eery cold slide into him as he did.
He didnāt want to be near this man, much less hold his hand.
Or pretend he was hisĀ father.
Noā¦Bren knew his father. And this man was nothing like him!
Bren kept his head down, focusing on his shoes, which toed at the stone ground.
āThese girls are going to help us find yourĀ brothersā¦doesnāt that sounds good?ā Vanceās grip tightened around Brenās hand. He winced, looking at his hand turning white in the manās grip. He made a small noise of pain, but not loud enough for the girls to hear. The look in Vanceās eyes made sure he didnāt.
He slowly nodded again, forcing himself to look at the two young girls. They looked at him kindly.
Perhapsā¦there was still a chance at rescueā¦
āWell, letās go then.ā Vance pulled Bren forward, towards the door, and then opened it, leading out into the vast darkness from before. Brenās eyes widened. Heād forgotten about the dreadful hallway.
āLadies first,ā Vance motioned, grinning widely.
Bren whimpered, pulling away and behind Vance, but he was unable to get out of the manās grip as the two girls went through the hall, one keeping a wary eye on Vance, until both had disappeared from sight.
As soon as they had, Vance turned with a vicious glare, pulling Bren forward and squeezing the little boyās palm until he let out a small cry.
āListen. Youāre going to go through there, and youāre going to play pretend for as long as needed, alright?ā He was close enough to Brenās face now that he could feel Vanceās breath on his cheek.
āI want my brotherā¦ā Bren squeezed his eyes shut, sniffing.
āWell, maybe if your a good little boy Iāll take him with me too.ā Vance said.
Bren blinked.Ā Waitā¦was this man never going to let him go?
Was heā¦planning on keeping himā¦forever? Orā¦only until he got what he wanted?
āNow go!ā Vance pushed the boy into the hall before he could ask, plunging him into darkness.
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#ProtectSebBRENNNN!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! ššššš
Poor baby šššš
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@lightoverdarkness6. @godlyfantasy12.
I’m fine with Dylan joining Aria, Fen, Isabel, Jonathan, and Eli! š„°
And however y’all wanna split up the group is fine with me, although I will say keep Albert with Elias or Lily, bc he wouldn’t do so well on his own without one of them…š¬š
@freedomwriter76 kk @lightoverdarkness6 do yāall wanna RP? And light u have any preferences for splitting the groups?
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