03-05-2015, 03:25 PM
Flying, Falling. Nox's hands hurt from punching the bag so hard. His hands were red and raw from the friction by the time Lucas came. He pretended he didn't hear the door open or Lucas' apology. It wasn't until Aria yelled for him to stop hitting things did he leave the gym. She wouldn't let them be late for the flight. He sighed, his knew he was all over the map with his emotions, but she hadn't said much about it. Nox knew flying wasn't her favorite thing either.
But the last time he was on a plane he blew a hole in the hull and was sucked out of it and plummeted to the ground, softened only by a mystical power that he barely knew he'd done. Whatever it was, it was panic that had flooded his system, much like the first time he'd ever used the power to create a fireball to save Aurora.
He missed Aurora. But she was off with some unknown random guy and happy to leave him alone. He knew he'd been off but he hadn't thought she'd be upset at him. And she was more angry with Aria than anything, not that Aria could help being what she was any more than they could help being what they were. It was the life they were dealt and now they had to deal with it.
They got on the metro and Nox sat on one side of Aria and Lucas the other, she was practically wrapped in his arms, but she held Nox's hand, he felt calmed by that single gesture and he knew why. Aria was manipulating his emotions. He could not let that happen. That had been what every late night movie was about. Why they sat so close together even when it was just the two of them. It was a game, but it was more than that, it was training. He was conquering her manipulation with his strength of will. It was hard at first, but it got easier everyday. He could push her calming effect away, but that was rather pointless, the whole point of Lucas coming was so she could center, so he could be calm. It was a chain of events. Aria needed a calm person to draw on, someone to keep her sanity amongst so many strange people so closely packed together. Usually she could use him, but he couldn't be calm on a plane, and the only way he knew how to do that was to hold the power, and he was terrified of that nearly as he was of falling from the plane again.
So Nox focused on Aria's hand, not on what she was doing, he let her calm him. It helped, his body relaxed, but they were just on the train, they hadn't gotten to the airport yet.
When Nox saw the airport signs come into view he had a hard time breathing. He focused on Aria's hand holding his like a child would hold their mother's. And really that's how he felt right now, and he was okay with that. He was not so tough as he could never show weakness. No one else seemed to notice how badly he was freaking out, he wondered if Lucas even noticed. They weren't great friends after all, just people working towards the same goal - save Aria.
Even with Lucas' arm draped around Aria like a proper boyfriend Aria held his hand. She only let go long enough to step through the metal detectors and for him to do the same. Even that brief moment apart he could feel the panic rising. He wasn't even this afraid of needles, but needles don't come rushing at your from millions of miles an hour to smash every bone in your body. He had been lucky he survived. Really lucky!
Nox took slow steady breathes, and by the time they had reached the terminal they were to enter, it was time to climb on board the plane. He focused only on his two feet in front of him. Aria couldn't hold his hand, they both needed both hands, it was just easier, and he wasn't a child. It was funny how he could be okay with that one second and be completely defensive about it the next.
Through the tunnel Nox had to stop and Aria bumped into him. He didn't turn around but Aria pushed the hem of his shirt aside and put her cold hand on his waist and wrapped her arm around him and literally pulled him forward. He didn't think he was dragging his feet or being childish, fear literally froze his limbs. But after a few moments of her touching him again he could think clearly and he was walking in front of her through the narrow passage of seats.
Nox found their seats and stepped past them, Lucas got the window seat, there was no way in fucking hell he was sitting there. Aria got in and Nox followed tucking their bags in the overhead bins. He was surprised he was managing that without panic. He sat down in the seat and buckled in. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, he felt Aria's hand clasp over the top of his interweaving her fingers between his, she leaned over and whispered, "You are doing good."
Nox glanced down at Aria and saw her other hand was holding one of Lucas', and Lucas had his arm around her shoulder. What people must think of her, probably thought she was stringing along two guys. He laughed to himself and let that thought carry him through take off.
Edited by Nox, Mar 5 2015, 03:45 PM.
But the last time he was on a plane he blew a hole in the hull and was sucked out of it and plummeted to the ground, softened only by a mystical power that he barely knew he'd done. Whatever it was, it was panic that had flooded his system, much like the first time he'd ever used the power to create a fireball to save Aurora.
He missed Aurora. But she was off with some unknown random guy and happy to leave him alone. He knew he'd been off but he hadn't thought she'd be upset at him. And she was more angry with Aria than anything, not that Aria could help being what she was any more than they could help being what they were. It was the life they were dealt and now they had to deal with it.
They got on the metro and Nox sat on one side of Aria and Lucas the other, she was practically wrapped in his arms, but she held Nox's hand, he felt calmed by that single gesture and he knew why. Aria was manipulating his emotions. He could not let that happen. That had been what every late night movie was about. Why they sat so close together even when it was just the two of them. It was a game, but it was more than that, it was training. He was conquering her manipulation with his strength of will. It was hard at first, but it got easier everyday. He could push her calming effect away, but that was rather pointless, the whole point of Lucas coming was so she could center, so he could be calm. It was a chain of events. Aria needed a calm person to draw on, someone to keep her sanity amongst so many strange people so closely packed together. Usually she could use him, but he couldn't be calm on a plane, and the only way he knew how to do that was to hold the power, and he was terrified of that nearly as he was of falling from the plane again.
So Nox focused on Aria's hand, not on what she was doing, he let her calm him. It helped, his body relaxed, but they were just on the train, they hadn't gotten to the airport yet.
When Nox saw the airport signs come into view he had a hard time breathing. He focused on Aria's hand holding his like a child would hold their mother's. And really that's how he felt right now, and he was okay with that. He was not so tough as he could never show weakness. No one else seemed to notice how badly he was freaking out, he wondered if Lucas even noticed. They weren't great friends after all, just people working towards the same goal - save Aria.
Even with Lucas' arm draped around Aria like a proper boyfriend Aria held his hand. She only let go long enough to step through the metal detectors and for him to do the same. Even that brief moment apart he could feel the panic rising. He wasn't even this afraid of needles, but needles don't come rushing at your from millions of miles an hour to smash every bone in your body. He had been lucky he survived. Really lucky!
Nox took slow steady breathes, and by the time they had reached the terminal they were to enter, it was time to climb on board the plane. He focused only on his two feet in front of him. Aria couldn't hold his hand, they both needed both hands, it was just easier, and he wasn't a child. It was funny how he could be okay with that one second and be completely defensive about it the next.
Through the tunnel Nox had to stop and Aria bumped into him. He didn't turn around but Aria pushed the hem of his shirt aside and put her cold hand on his waist and wrapped her arm around him and literally pulled him forward. He didn't think he was dragging his feet or being childish, fear literally froze his limbs. But after a few moments of her touching him again he could think clearly and he was walking in front of her through the narrow passage of seats.
Nox found their seats and stepped past them, Lucas got the window seat, there was no way in fucking hell he was sitting there. Aria got in and Nox followed tucking their bags in the overhead bins. He was surprised he was managing that without panic. He sat down in the seat and buckled in. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, he felt Aria's hand clasp over the top of his interweaving her fingers between his, she leaned over and whispered, "You are doing good."
Nox glanced down at Aria and saw her other hand was holding one of Lucas', and Lucas had his arm around her shoulder. What people must think of her, probably thought she was stringing along two guys. He laughed to himself and let that thought carry him through take off.
Edited by Nox, Mar 5 2015, 03:45 PM.
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