TRUTH BE TOLD, she couldn’t blame skye completely. the idea of a girls night out was brilliant ! jemma was more than happy to agree with whatever was in store. that was mistake number one. had she known that by ‘ girls night out ’, skye meant just the two of then and that the event was taking place at NIGHT CLUB with the two under cover – she wouldn’t have been so quick to agree.
she was unaware of what the true goal was. at first it was ‘to loosen up’ then it was ‘ i have intell that some dangerous inhumans might be the owners ’. at this point, she was just thankful she’d worn sensible shoes.
that was part of the problem. her friend must’ve chosen THEE most crowded club; they’d gone straight from work and jemma was now aware that she was severely over dressed. not that she would’ve changed from her usual work outfit had she known, but she would’ve at least changed her shirt. crowded, sweaty people with no sense of personal space and SWEATERS did not go together. ( despite popular belief ! )
skye is lost among the crowd. if she hadn’t known how good she was in combat, jemma might’ve been worried for her safety. no, she’s MUCH more worried for whomever tries anything. she, herself, had been dancing earlier in the night. JELLO SHOTS loosening up her usually STIFF posture. she was enjoying herself, sure, but it was still FAR too hot – and the people were starting to get louder and the club even more busy.
“ HI – i’m jemma. ”
she introduces herself upon him being NEAR the bar. she’s missing company, the booze making her CHATTY. her hair is sticking to her, a pony tail doing nothing to relieve the heat. “ … simmons. jemma simmons. you are ? ” oh. so much for a cover, hopefully this was in fact – not a mission.
night clubs were places he only frequented due to business reasons; sometimes he hated them, but others they could be ultimately amusing. at any-rate, this had been a slow night, and he had found himself on his eighth drink.
to some, they would have been shit-faced drunk, but to ky, he was still sober. possibly one of the side effects for what he was, and all the same, he wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.
though, he was caught a little off guard by her words; most would have avoided him all together and left him to his drinks. of course, that was the usual, and as it was turning out to be, this was a very unusual night.
❝ ky’lar. ❞
the man barely looked up from his drink as he took the fresh one and started to down it with out another word. to some, this would have been considered rude, but if he was going to have to be social, he might as well get as drunk as be possibly could.
❝ ky’lar richardson. ❞
granted, he could have said more; much more if he was being quite honest with himself, but ky’lar was far more focused on what he was drinking than the world around him.
He just wordlessly put a thick file down on a nearby table. “You’re on HYDRA’s radar. I figure you can handle it, but intel wouldn’t hurt to have.” Shane turned to leave out of respect for Ky’lar.
❝ ——— damn it. ❞ a deep sigh escaped his lips as he glanced towards the file,
❝ seem’s they finally caught up to me, huh? ❞ not that he cared too much, but still, ky wasn’t in the mood to deal with them —- not today at least,
fuck…DAVID DID NOT THINK THIS THROUGH. he’s trying to come up with an idea, anything to make the other believe him. he’d rather ky’lar believe he’s an ALCOHOLIC than a former psychiatric patient. he didn’t think that would COME OFF as well. tell him you had an entire bottle. no, no, david, tell him you had THREE bottles. okay, the second one isn’t even realistic, what the hell? ugh, you guys are no help.GRIMACING, david avoided EYE CONTACT with ky’lar as he considered his neck move. “ ummm… ” wow, that’s great david, you’re really getting this lying thing down.shut up, lenny, i’m trying. “ to be quite honest with you, it WASN’T alcohol poisoning that i was in for. ” dAVVIIDDD!!shut up, i know what i’m doing. “ i’m a drug addict. i get high a lot. overdosed. ended up in the hospital. could have died. not exactly ATTRACTIVE——figured alcohol poisoning would be easier. ”
❝ next time you’re wanting to make up a story? try to be a bit more creative. ❞ he leaned back in his seat with a grunt. truthfully, it didn’t matter to him what david was in for, and that was due to the fact he didn’t want to get close to him. that would have meant he saw some sort of future; even if it was simply a few dates or what have you, it wasn’t worth it. not when this was just about curiosity,
❝ you may be an addict, but you’re a shit lair. ❞ or, he thought as much for the time being,
❝ i can respect that, but next time? have a decent lie placed out —- humans are not friendly these days. ❞ though, he didn’t even catch it that he didn’t say people, and more than likely didn’t realize it either.
❝ you know, i’ve been ASKING myself that question every day since the moment i came into EXISTENCE, an’ the answer is simple; i DON’T care. ❞
Well, he wasn’t PERFECT, and Ky’lar firmly believed that he HADN’T done anything wrong. In his mind, he was doing what he ALWAYS did when he got into one of his more VIOLENT moods. he did what he WANTED and then attempted to TALK his way out of what he had DONE —- even when the EVIDENCE was right in-front of everyone.
❝ —- An’ you NEED to explore your OPTIONS a bit more. What is one LIFE against the larger scheme of things? ❞
BLUE EYES watch as ky’lar spoke, evidently CAPTIVATED by the way his mouth formed as he spoke. it was an odd HABIT that david had found himself falling into and try as he may, he just couldn’t seem to shake it. he REALLY liked watching other people’s lips. call him weird, whatever…he was ALREADY hearing voices in his head. can’t get any worse than that, “ look, i’m a LITTLE nervous. ” a little? david, your PALMS are sweating.that’s besides the point. “ i talk a lot when i’m nervous. just a habit. i really haven’t had much… INTERACTION with people for the last couple of weeks. i just got home. ” from where? he’s not going to get into it. he HOPES ky’lar will drop it, but for some reason, he’d find himself UNSURPRISED if he didn’t. “ i wasn’t even SUPPOSED to be at the bar. i’m… ” think, david, THINK. “ i just got out of the hospital for ALCOHOL POISONING. it was a really bad case. ” good job. now let’s see if the cute guy buys it.
he DIDN’T believe it for a second; it was true about ADDICTS, he had the LABEL thrown on him a few times HIMSELF, they always WENT back to what they wanted. for him, it was FREEDOM, but to others, it was ALCOHOL or WORSE drugs.
❝ do you still taste the charcoal or did you have a tube down your throat? ❞ the answers didn’t seem to matter much to him, but if he was DRINKING this soon after getting out of the HOSPITAL? he was either someone with a DEATH wish ( like himself ) or he was a bit off his ROCKER. either way, it was a TURN ON ( oddly enough ) for ky’lar,
❝ how many did you have before you were RUSHED there?❞
“ well, that’s why MOST people go to the bar, isn’t it ?? ” nice save there, david. he’s STUDYING the man before him, considering how he wishes to play this out. he’s BEEN OUT of the mental hospital for a few weeks now, attempting to settle into a NORMAL ROUTINE, but it wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. being normal was HARD———but nobody LIKED a loony bin. hey, you’re not a loony bin! you’re wonderful.thanks. “ nah… ” his reply is slow, a little DRAWN OUT, as he watches the other male. “ just my eyes———-i’ve been told they’re CAPTIVATING. ” by who? your mother? don’t be a dick, i’m trying to be charming. you’re failing. “ you don’t need to LIE, you know, we may be strangers, but i gave you my number for a reason. ” did he JUST HEAR ky’lar’s thoughts? nah… he’s probably IMAGINING things. he does that a lot.
❝ i go to a BAR as i intended to have a DRINK. ❞ what he did after he obtained his alcohol was besides the point. it was a simple fact in his mind that bars were for drinking and sometimes just finding someone amusing for the night. all of them were one night stands anyhow —- too scared to say anything else. a reason he chose bars — anything to get out of the hotel rooms he usually stayed in,
❝ ——and your eyes are not CAPTIVATING. ❞ the guy sounded like an audio recording mentioning someone’s eyes; it was almost a turn off, but he didn’t need to be REMINDED of the obvious,
❝ now, i’m going to get a beer. ❞ anything to DROWN out the other’s comments about their eyes,
❝ unless, ❞ his lips pursed into a thin-line,
❝ you can give me a reason not to. ❞ he wouldn’t need much; just something to keep him focused on something other than alcohol.
“ —-I’M SURPRISED you came, actually. ” david shrugs slowly, eyes STARING at the table. “ you seem more like the ‘hit it and quit it’ type…no offense. ” geeze, david, how ELSE do you think he’s going to take it? i realize how that sounds, but YOU remember how he was the other night.fair enough. continue.thank you. “ i’m surprised you even CALLED. it’s the EYES, isn’t it ?? ” don’t be smug, david.what? my eyes are beautiful, shut up.whatever. david leans back in the seat, FINALLY settling his gaze on the man who had introduced himself as KY’LAR the other night at the bar. he was DEFINITELY good looking, that much was for sure———so surprising david like he did? that was a good thing.
it was even more SURPRISING that ky’lar made the CALL ; usually, people ENJOYED him when he was DRUNK. that way, he was at least DECENT, but as the facts STOOD, david wanted him to be SOBER. so, he WAS —- at least as sober as he could be with DOWNING a beer before he came here ; anything to keep him from showing how COLD he could actually be,
❝ you think i’m a TYPE now. ouch. ❞ it was a FAKED sense of sarcasm as ky leaned forward on the table,
❝ ——- tell me, do you really HOLD yourself to such a HIGH regard? it’s NOT your eyes. ❞ not entirely, but they were PART of it.
“Or normal will change. That sometimes happens too. People forget. Something else becomes more important.” It was amazing the things people could overlook so long as it didn’t directly affect them. Not that she was much better. But at least she could admit that.
Sif hesitated at that. She saw herself as good, of course, but how hard did she actually try? How much did she enjoy it? She liked fighting, she lived for it, but that was not the same as being good. She could justify that it was all for a good cause, a good reason, but that wasn’t the same as being good.
“The right choices aren’t always the easiest. Or the simplest. Most people fall somewhere in between. It takes dedication to be truly good, or even attempt it. And yes, one mistake can discount a lifetime of good. I don’t think that means we should give up, though.”
❝ between you and me? i’d take the side of tyrants and menaces than anyone else. ❞ and he had, several times over in-fact, but that never meant he was let off easy. the game he played was dangerous, even much more than he would admit, but all the same, it was one that he enjoyed.
❝ ‘course, even the so called ‘villains’ are their own heroes. ❞ that was one way to put it —- they always believed what they were doing was ultimately right. he could relate, but not entirely — morality was always something that seemed to be lost on him.
❝ though, in truth? i’m not what anyone could call good —- not in the slightest.❞
Ky’lar NEVER thought he would hear those words from Magneto of all people. After-all,, his stay was only TEMPORARY, and he made sure to EMPHASIZE that fact OFTEN. If he had a CHOICE in the matter, he would have STAYED permanently, but REALITY showed OTHERWISE.
If he stayed, it would make matters WORSE for the Brotherhood, and that would lead to MORE problems. They wouldn’t just be up against their USUAL enemies , but against the more DEMONIC sort that would ULTIMATELY lead to a CHOICE that Ky’lar wasn’t ready to make.
Though, as it was, part of him KNEW that he would HAVE to move on, and it was already CLEAR that the DATE was moving closer. Eventually, he would be DRAGGED back to the one PLACE that he RAN from, and there would be no way to STOP it.
Well, not with out SEVERAL calculated RISKS that could ULTIMATELY either leave him POWERLESS or DEAD. A reason to why he hadn’t planned on BRINGING up the option —- something he DEEPLY regretted.
❛ I don’t….. I just CAN’T go back nor CAN I take the RISKS of staying here either. ❜
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