An Unlikely Pair, Less Likely Place [Private/Allison]

Xavier had done it again, gone wondering some place far from home and gotten lost. But he wasn't direly lost, the place he was at was at the least semi-populated. A peaceful village that was quite a sit for sore eyes looking upon it after being lost in a forest. For a long time he had sat in the square of town watching people go by, mostly just to rest before he headed back home. As much he loved to see new places he wasn't comfortable this far away from his usual stomping grounds. People seemed to stop and stare, sometimes electricity would bounce between his fingers as he looked at them, he didn't have all the control he wished he had. That wasn't the only eye catching thing about him, the birds in the area couldn't seem to leave him alone, they were only thing keeping him in his seat on a bench. He extended his finger a blue canary perched ever so gently upon it, as many others found comfort on his shoulders or in his hair for some reason. He didn't mind, but it got him a lot of attention.

OOC// Sorry for the wait.

IC//
Xavier was caught up managing new friends he seemed to make in the village, as a few others departed from his hair and join the blue one on his arm, he didn't notice Allison on her approach. He would've looked her way, but he feared scaring them off for some reason. There was plenty of room beside him on the bench, as if he had prepared to allow strangers to sit beside him but nobody chose to join him. He raised his other hand to his head to ruffle his hair and try make the birds leave it alone, but when they saw his hand they flew away until he desisted, and simply landed in his hair again.

However Allison on her slow arrival did change up the game slightly, as a few birds went to circle her a number of times, almost as if trying to signal something before flying away, and it wasn't much longer before the rest followed suit. The little boy finally looked up at her, the sun making his eyes sparkle. "Why hello there... you weren't watching all of that, were you?" He rubbed the back of his head starting to blush with embarrassment.

Xavier sort of craned his head when he heard her speak. Her tone was something he'd never heard used when being spoken to essentially about him self. The other people in the world always seem to think they had him figured out by simply looking at him, and it irked him to his very core. But she was different, a pleasant surprise in an odd land as it were. My own world she says. I have plenty of my own world, but unlike most people I'd rather not be in it. He turned his gaze to her after she sat down beside him, and he took her in with accepting eyes. he had never met anyone with truly red hair before, and it was astonishing, he felt somewhat infatuated by her appearance and his blushing persisted. He turned to his side, so he could hide the one unsightly part of his life, the large scar on his left forearm. "I'm a mage as well, My name is Xavier, but my friends just call me X." Well, they would if I had any that could actually speak. He gave her the most sincere smile he could manage.

Meeting new people was always a challenge for him, he hardly ever saw eye to eye with anyone. He was about to open his mouth to speak, but as she neared his face he became startled, and unsure of how to react. On the inside he was shaking, there was something about Allison that made him very uneasy, to any other person he would pushed them away gently and asked for his personal space, but around her he couldn't seem to think straight. He only blushed harder as her face was close to his, his cheeks burning a proud crimson color.

When she reeled back he still seemed to be at a loss for words, even more so in light of in light of the things she was telling him. She can read people? Like their minds? Or is she just well versed in noting body language or something? He nervously rubbed his scarred arm as he pulled it back away from her, he really didn't want her to see. Not that he knew about what she felt about injured people, he just didn't want pity. "I'm a new mage to the guild Lamia Scale, people I talked to told me that was the place I needed for the kind of, er... stuff that I was looking for. What do you mean by fixing people?

Allison had a surprising amount of strength, he found out as she yanked him around like a ragdoll with very little effort so she could look at his arm, and when she actually spotted the scar, electricity began to bounce between his fingers yet again. He tensed up and breathed carefully to try and steady his nerve so he wouldn't hurt the very intrusive but kind girl. I used to think not getting any attention was a bad thing, now I'm not so sure.

"You... alter people's lives so they don't feel any pain, or misery? All with a simple spell? Why, what makes you so determined to do this for people, you have no debt to them."

OOC// I think I remember you saying something about fixing being the removal of emotions, or something?

Xavier looked at her, very concerned. He once had a similar outlook as her, or at the least, to the way she described, but things weren't just that simple. Life is meant to be an endeavor. The pain and suffering, only makes the moments we really do cherish that much more defining. Challenges thrown our way test our resolve, and the people we meet create our will live on. These we simple ideas he had put together after reading so many books in his life. Choosing the easy way, it isn't living, it's only existing.

The pains she speaks of are real, and common. And clearly she has a set idea of how things should be and nothing might change that. "Allison, if I were... broken," he had trouble using the word broken in such a way, it was unnatural. "Would you know this by just... I dunno, talking, looking into someone's eyes?" He began to question the way his life had played out, as far as he could remember. It wasn't glorious, but every moment he could remember was defining, or had some purpose. The night his mother died, the world tested his resolve, it had to be a test... someone far away was watching.

Taking her words into consideration, he was getting to become a little scared of her. She's killed people, and felt no remorse, and clearly has no issue repeating such an act. What kind of person, so dearly understands the world, but yet lacks a moral compass?

OOC// Sorry I keep leaving you for so long. But don't scare me like that. :P

OOC// All this talk of death is frightening

Xavier hung his head looking quite sullen after she came to the realization that he wasn't exactly on the same page as her. "I'm sorry Allison." He waited patiently as she explained her morals another time, noting that she seemed to just repeat herself. He could just feel himself shaking all over, and hugged himself to try and settle down.

He didn't want to make Allison feel like she was different, he's been there before, and it's not fun so he had to keep his mind off of her if he didn't want t be scared. He did the one thing he did well, write and recite poetry.

"A star in the sky,
A woman of great passion.
She drove her way through world,
And rid the many of scorn.

One couldn't deny,
She was on a great mission,
But her true destiny unfurled...
The day her son was born.

The matrimony was all too sound,
Hearts breaking forward bound.
Their passions were night and day,
Tearing asunder their family way...

The child with no family.
Just him, himself, and destiny."

He was staring up into the sky, as if thinking of some deep seeded memories as he spoke, holding his hand to a lump underneath his shirt, that he grasped in his fist.

He hadn't noticed her arm around him until she spoke to him, thinking him for not being like the others. He looked into her eyes and could see she was visibly shaken by his words. "I'm sorry if I made you feel sad. I shouldn't go around making my problems the problems of other people." He put his arm around her, now that they had some sort of understanding. From under his shirt he pulls out a locket on a silver chain, and opens it with care. On the inside was a blonde haired woman, but he closed it too quickly to have gotten many details, and put it back under his shirt. He hugged Allison tight, and let go to stand up, and step away from the bench.

"Allison. Not everyone thinks the same way as each other. It may be hard to get accustomed to, but that is a moniker that stands true even today. Despite what others think, of the world, of the laws or even of you, it's not something we can help. It will ruin good relationships and start bright ones, but it's not something we change. Do me a favor, and do what you can to keep your integrity." He straightened out his clothes "You aren't crazy Allison." He tensed up for a moment. "I have to go. There are places I need to be. Don't forget me, or what I told you." He slowly began walking away. It was rather odd watching a twelve year old trying to act like some sort of badass, even if he played the role well.

OOC// Even though I created Xavier to be somewhat of an asshole, I forgot what that would do to me as a person, damnit. XD I'm hurting inside, I could never really harm a person like that I'm so sorry Allison. Q.Q

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