Title: Change is Hard
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 01:48 AM (GMT)
Taryn didn't go to church that morning. That would mark the first Sunday morning that she missed church since she was ten years old and Rin took her to meet a druid that lived in the woods outside of Metro City.
She had, instead, spent most of the morning sleeping, then buying a new cell phone and going through the process of activating it and trying to sync it with her old contacts on the cloud server.
At roughly two pm, she managed to get everything done.
Taryn to Cameron: I got a new phone.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 02:07 AM (GMT)
CJ looked up from the styrofoam container of buffalo wings he was devouring in front of his TV and over at his Droid vibrating and making the Dynasty Warriors 7 menu selection noise next to it on the coffee table.
"Fuck," he said around a mouthful of chicken.
He got up from the couch and surveyed the situation. The paper towels and the sink were all the way in his kitchenette (because he was an idiot) and there was a coffee table in his direct-line path.
So he finished the rest of his current wing, turned into mist, drifted over the coffee table, and reformed on the other side, whereupon he nimbly danced over to the sink, scrubbed the hot sauce off of his hands under the water with a little bit of dish soap, and dried them on a paper towel. Bringing the roll of towels back with him, he jumped the coffee table, landing on the couch on his back, and grabbed up his phone.
Boreas (555-423-8808) to Sexy Awesome Taryn: Oh, cool. I want to see you today, if you're feeling up for it. Mostly because I just love playing with new phones. But seriously, I've been missing you.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 02:08 AM (GMT)
Taryn to Cameron: If you want.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 02:15 AM (GMT)
Boreas (555-423-8808) to Sexy Awesome Taryn: You know I do. You left in a hurry the other day and I didn't know how I should reach you.
Truth be told, Cameron originally wrote "could" rather than "should", but then he remembered that he had known ways to reach Taryn. He could have shown up at her apartment, or stolen Nick's watch and dialed the manual alert (assuming Taryn still had her transponder). He was uncertain about whether or not the first was appropriate or welcome, and thus whether he should have done that. Faking an emergency was definitely wrong, although it was still viable.
He was getting entirely too good at being Taryn Thoreau's boyfriend.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 02:22 AM (GMT)
Taryn to Cameron: Okay. Did you want to come over, then?
Boreas - September 22, 2011 02:23 AM (GMT)
Boreas (555-423-8808) to Sexy Awesome Taryn: Would love to. I have five buffalo wings left - can I nom them real quick before I come over? I am le hungry.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 02:29 AM (GMT)
Taryn to Cameron:Whenever is fine.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 02:36 AM (GMT)
Boreas (555-423-8808) to Sexy Awesome Taryn: Give me...twenty minutes and I'll be at your place.
That was five minutes to eat, five minutes to put clothes on, and ten minutes to fly over.
Ten minutes later, clad in a tight light blue t-shirt, a pair of stonewashed jeans, a pair of Keds, and his mask, Cameron left out of his window and flew towards Taryn's.
Boreas (555-423-8808) to Sexy Awesome Taryn: En route, see you in 10. Window, front door, or roof?
He wouldn't tell her later how nervous he was, flying in civilian clothes with only his (actually not all that unrecognizable, you dumbass) Boreas mask protecting his identity. But he was determined to have a relationship with this girl as his whole self, not just the superhero part.
It helped that nothing about the way he flew made it obvious from the ground that he was Boreas. A lot of PEs could fly.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 02:39 AM (GMT)
Taryn to Cameron: Door. It's unlocked. I'm in my room.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 02:48 AM (GMT)
Cameron opened the door ten minutes later, closed it behind him, and peeled off his mask. "Hey," he called out, to let her know it was him, uncertain (despite her text) whether she wanted him to just walk into her room.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 02:57 AM (GMT)
"Hey." She called out from her room.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:12 AM (GMT)
He walked into Taryn's room, which was dark, the only light being from the door (illuminating only a wall of weapons) an alarm clock which he knew was Hello Kitty branded even though he couldn't see it at that moment, and Taryn's nude back.
"Should I join you in bed?" Cameron asked, uncertainly.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 03:26 AM (GMT)
The glowing tattoos moved in a motion that could only have been a shrug.
"If you want." She said, her face muffled largely by a pillow.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:34 AM (GMT)
If there was one thing that annoyed Cameron about Taryn, it was that even when he was trying to be completely and totally tuned into her desires, she still left things up to him.
This was probably the same facet of her personality that allowed her problems to take a back seat when he had some, as had happened after her father's funeral on Friday, he realized, but all the same, he wished she would give a preference.
"Okay," he said after a moment of indecision, crossing the room and clambering into bed with her, putting a palm on her bare back and kissing her cheek.
He still couldn't gauge her mood, and so he was silent after that, waiting for her reaction.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 03:37 AM (GMT)
"Did you have a good time with Nick and Red?" She asked, her voice lacking in....something. Her body didn't seem to react to being touched at all.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:40 AM (GMT)
"I missed you," he said. "I wished you would have come with. You could have had some of Rick's everclear."
She hadn't been like this the day after they rescued her. She'd had sex with him, attended a funeral, found out she probably had a brother, did some public speaking, and provided emotional support for him while he unmasked. Was this post-traumatic stress disorder? Had she crossed some kind of time threshold and had it really start to sink in?
Or was she just sleeping that little?
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 03:43 AM (GMT)
"I know you do. I'm sorry." She said and sighed heavily. She pushed herself up and turned over, exposing her bare chest to him.
"I just...I thought..." She shook her head. "It's stupid." And of course this was Taryn the Unlieable, so it was definitely stupid and that meant Boreas wouldn't ask her about it. Totally.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:45 AM (GMT)
When Taryn turned over, Cameron propped himself up on an elbow. "Please tell me," he said. "You don't have to hide your feelings from me. Ever. Even if they're stupid."
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 03:46 AM (GMT)
"I just thought about losing you. If someone wants you..." She shook her head and placed it back on her pillow and closed her eyes.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:54 AM (GMT)
"Hey," Cameron said, gently. He gave her a soft kiss on what he could reach of her lips and murmured into her ear. "Nobody in the world wants me as much as I want you, Taryn. I'd kill for you." He leaned back. "I did kill for you - point blank arrow to the guy's head from above." It was so cool.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 03:56 AM (GMT)
"I just couldn't deal with thinking about it. Not...not right then."
Boreas - September 22, 2011 03:58 AM (GMT)
"Why were you thinking about it?" His voice remained extra gentle.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 04:00 AM (GMT)
"You almost died in a fire. And the witness protection program." She shook her head softly. "I just couldn't stop thinking that you were going to die, and I couldn't break down, not with Nick and Rick and You all going through your own things."
Boreas - September 22, 2011 04:12 AM (GMT)
"But...I didn't," Cameron said. He sat up. "I didn't die, because I am Boreas, the Wind-Wielder. That's who I became in that moment. I didn't almost die, I was reborn. Dying was never on the table. Destiny was."
"And now I'm a superhuman, powerful enough to take your mother on in single combat. There are very few people who can take me away from you by force, Taryn."
And if they do, it's because I chose this life.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 04:13 AM (GMT)
"I know. I do. I am just not thinking clearly right now. Everything is muddled and going around in circles and it's like there are just too many thoughts to have to think.:
Boreas - September 22, 2011 04:24 AM (GMT)
"Know what helps me not think?" Cameron said, settling back down. "Cuddling." He opened his arms to her.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:32 PM (GMT)
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself tightly to him. She pressed her head into the space between his neck and shoulder.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 05:36 PM (GMT)
Cameron wrapped his arms around Taryn's torso and squeezed her to him, kissing her forehead.
"You still haven't really been sleeping, have you?" he asked.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:37 PM (GMT)
"I slept." She said and bit her lip.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 05:39 PM (GMT)
"If you didn't sleep at all since Thursday, I'd wonder why you weren't bleeding from the eyes." He pulled back to look her in the eyes, or what he could see of them in the darkness. "How much sleep have you gotten?"
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:41 PM (GMT)
"Consecutively or non-consecutively?" She asked.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 05:43 PM (GMT)
Cameron adjusted his position in the bed to get on his back, and pulled her compact but deceptively solid body more fully onto him. "Let's say non-consecutively. Rough estimate."
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:44 PM (GMT)
Boreas - September 22, 2011 05:45 PM (GMT)
"Last night?" he asked. "Or do you mean since Thursday?" He idly traced the glowing tattoos on her shoulder with a fingernail.
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:46 PM (GMT)
"Since Thursday." She shrugged her shoulders.
Boreas - September 22, 2011 05:54 PM (GMT)
Boreas sighed and pulled her up so they were face to face. He kissed her lips and ran his hands along the backs of her thighs, slightly bunching up the boxer shorts she was wearing.
"You should talk to someone," he murmured. "A professional - someone who can put this whole thing in perspective for you. Or at least someone who can prescribe some elephant tranquilizers or whatever your body would need in order to be chemically put to sleep."
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 05:55 PM (GMT)
She looked at him. "I'm supposed to be sad. This is my punishment for not saving him."
Boreas - September 22, 2011 06:01 PM (GMT)
"'Punishment'?" Boreas repeated. How Christian of you, he thought. He shook his head. "You don't deserve punishment. Yes, you're perfectly right to be sad. I'm sad, too. He was your father, and you'll never stop missing him. But life goes on, Taryn. It has to. And you have to do your part to keep yourself safe and healthy - including sleep! Isn't that what he would have wanted? You can't let yourself down. Or your students - are they gonna want to come to school and see their awesome teacher with bags under her eyes?"
Taryn Thoreau - September 22, 2011 06:03 PM (GMT)
She shook her head and then buried it back in her pillow.
"You don't understand."
Boreas - September 22, 2011 06:08 PM (GMT)
He partially disengaged from her. "What part? Both of my parents are dead. In a plane crash, which no one can prove was anything but random. A death that was, at best, pointless. At worst, they were murdered to achieve bad ends - the fact that someone put out a hit on me all but confirms that. So I know something about having dead parents and having to put that fact behind you."