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And in that moment, he understood. Understood why they would have, so desperately made love the night before. Both craved acceptance, and propinquity, and the freedom to not have to hide. No wonder they’d both blacked out, he could easily imagine staying up all the night talking to her over a bottle of wine until need grew stronger. Desperation for closeness. Holding her tight, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to let his powers flow through her mind, not so much listening as feeling that mental presence.
As for the rest of those in the cafe, he let them stop again. Pausing their lives to create this moment just for Ellie and him to share. "And thank you for letting me in. I want to know you, Ellie."
She could hear everything fall silent around them as he stopped people in their tracks and she nuzzled into him more, wanting to enjoy this moment they had now all to themselves that no one else in the world could take part in, "I want to know you too, Charles." she replied, pulling her face from his neck to rest her forehead to him, her hand cupping his cheek, "I’m so glad I managed to find you somehow in this world." she smiled at him, meeting his eyes for a moment. For the first time, she felt like the luck of the stars shone down on her, like she was finally in a place a sanctuary there in Charles’ arms.
For the first time, she felt safe.
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Leaning over, Charles recaptured her hands, thumbs rolling circles gently into the tops. A small smile lingered over his lips, sadness for her story and an attempt at comfort to pair with what he was about to say. "It’s only be recently that I’ve learnt to step back from people’s minds, to not listen. I grew up knowing every pained memory of everyone around me. Hearing every thought of sadness. And it taught me that the good in someone isn’t always determined by their past and the scars that past leaves; it’s how they take it after. Whether they let it crumble them, and plant their feet in the past. Or whether they find some way to deal with it, to live their lives better than they were before. And I have to believe that you are one of the latter.
"I know that from your perspective, you barely know me. But even without looking through your memories, I can see that you are a beautiful person, Ellie. As beautiful on the inside as you are on the out. Paranoia, hallucinations… whatever else, they don’t tarnish you. I wish you could see that. Please, don’t shut me out. Because I would like to know you better, the good and the bad, and I promise you… I’d never place any judgement on you for your past. Or its consequences."
Ellie pressed her lips in a hard line as she looked back to him once he took her hands again, unable to hide the mist and threatening tears in her eyes as he spoke. By the end of his small speech, Eilonwy’s eyes were back on the table as she tried to blink away tears before she stood and walked around the table to him. Much like a child, she sat down in his lap and hid her face in his shoulder, her arms wrapping around his shoulders.
She probably looked ridiculous and puerile, but she wanted the comfort. His words meant more to her then she doubted he could ever understand, to know that someone, for the first time, was prepared to accept every part of her, from her abilities, to her demons. Nothing about him made her think he was going to run away from her because of what was wrong with her and that was a comfort she hadn’t even found in the few friends she’d had just before leaving Wales, "Thank you, Charles…" she said in a meek voice that threatened to crack before she buried her wet eyes into his neck.
“Uh—yeah, not a problem.”
Sheepishly he rubbed the back of his
neck, breaking his gaze from the woman.
Was she new? Or maybe lost?
What if she was trying to get away?
Or perhaps it was best to stay out of
”Can I get you something to
eat or drink?”
Already the blond is making his
way to the kitchen. Rummaging
through cupboards until he pulls out
a few options for beverage choices.
”I can make coffee, tea or
hot cocoa if you’d like.”
Ellie followed him with her eyes as best she could as he went into the kitchen. It was a moment longer before she hesitantly followed after him, always maintaining a comfortable distance from him, “Could I have tea please?” she asked softly, shaking her hair out of her face.
Daring to come a little closer, she stepped into the threshold of the kitchen and leaned against the wall.
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And there it was, the same request Raven had made so long ago. Stay out of my head! First came the excitement at meeting another Mutant, then the realization and desire for him to restrain. Cruelly, it was reasonable. There were parts of her memories, aspects of who she was that she desired to keep from him. Few were so trusting so as to bear their soul to another and upon realizing that he could see all they’d normally hide, even from themselves, most people’s natural reaction would be to try and shut him out. Both psychology and a familiarity with the way of minds had taught him that. But for a moment, for a sweet moment, he’d thought she’d accepted him power. No! Only the aspect of manipulation of the senses; what could be “seen” and “felt”.
Disappointment hit hard, landing at the pit of his stomach and weighing his excitement down. A short breath held, then let out slowly. He picked at his breakfast. A nod. "I understand perfectly," he said, trying to keep his tone cheerful. “There have been very few people who’ve known of my powers, all have made some variation of that request.”
Despite him trying to put on a cheer outlook on her request, she could see the disappointment in his face. The woman reached across the table to take his hand in her’s, lightly lacing their fingers together, "Charles…I dont care if you’re in my head, it wont upset me if you want to file through it. But there’s a lot in there that…I’m still struggling with. Things I’ve been through that I’m not ready to talk to with about anyone." her eyes fell to look at the table for a moment, deciding that maybe if she gave a small explanation of herself, that maybe he might understand.
"Look…just a few months ago I was rescued from my aunt. I lived with her from when I was five to last spring, so about twenty-three years right there I lived with her because I couldn’t leave. Even as a grown woman, I couldn’t leave because I had nothing, no place to go." Ellie swallowed hard, “Growing up there was like growing up in actual hell, the things I saw and did and had done to me…I cant bare to even think about…she broke me essentially.” she looked up, shaking some hair out of her eyes, the blue hues looking everywhere but at Charles, not wanting him to see the shame in her eyes, "I’m just screwed up from head to toe from it all. Those pills you saw me taking? Only one or two were for my health. Everything else, is to keep my head straight. It keeps all the paranoia, the anxiety, the hallucinations…it keeps all of that as far away as possible, it keeps me functioning like normal…or as close to normal as I can get." the girl pulled her hand away from his to wipe at her eyes before they fell back into her lap, her shoulders fallen, her head low. Shame seemed to drip off her almost.
"I dont want to limit how much you know about me because I dont trust you in my head…I just dont want to be the girl you’ll find in there anymore…I want to be better…" she whispered. For a moment, she thought about bolting for the door, too scared to hear his judgment over her. But at the same time, she was too scared to move.
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"I hope so too," Charles said, for he could see the potential of something unique between Ellie and he although they’d know each other for such a short time… and technically, known each other for less time than had passed since they’d met. Just how drunk had the pair gotten the night before? Had they, perhaps, gotten so caught up in experiencing each other’s powers that they’d neglected to notice how many drinks they’d had?
"No matter what form she takes, she’s always the same person. But, I must admit, we live in a shallow world… although, I do have hopes of that changing. She’s adopted, you see. I found her, years ago, after she fled her family. It’s been only recently that she’s finally told me why…" the cruelty of fear was astounding and revolting when found in those who ought to love unconditionally, her parents who’d attempted the unthinkable. And, had they succeeded, the world would have lost its brightest light and he would have never had a sister. “I suppose that’s why I’m over-protective (she’s always complaining about that): I don’t want her hurt.”
Ellie nodded in agreement, "It is a shallow world." she said softly before listening again as he continued. It brought a smile to her face to learn about how much he cared about his adopted sister and it only made her wish more that she’d had the opportunity for siblings growing up, “I thinnk tha’s very sweet how much you care for her. Family is forever and often you come to a point where they’re all you have and can depend on.” she said thoughtfully.
Her mind mauled over the note about Raven fleeing from her family and it reminded her of herself just recently getting away from her Aunt’s abuse and now trying to get by on all the damage done in her head and on her body from the woman. Bright blue hues lifted back up to Charles and she tilted her head slightly, "Charles? Can I ask something of you?" her voice was soft and thoughtful, "My head, in all honesty, is a total and…I’ve no idea what you can or cant see from me, and I dont much care, but I’m still trying to get myself into rights and I’d rather have it straight in my head before I have other people know about it." she explained, "Its not that I dont trust you in my head, but if you can, I’d appreciate if you could stick to my earliest thoughts before my mother died." she asked of him, "I dont think I’ll mind explaining myself one day…just not now…" her eyes fell nervously to her hands in her lap.
Your muse just walked in on mine holding a newborn baby. How does yours react?
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"Oh, I will. And that is a promise." Just the prospect of spending time with Ellie was delightful, but having full rein to use his powers and help someone else with theirs was a rare treat. Even Raven, though he’d helped her harness her Mutation, never let him near her mind.
"Well, it will take some explaining," he said, recalling the note he’d found that morning that had basically been summarized as ‘Get her out!’ "However, Raven’s ability is to change her appearance and her… default, shall we say? is not particularly conspicuous. She’s rather sensitive about it, especially lately. Other than to me, she’s never been able to show her true self to anyone. So I am trusting you to be discreet. That being said, I do think some more company would do her a world of good."
Ellie smiled brightly at him, fiddling with a curl of her hair before looking down, examining the ends of the tress while she thought. She’d never though that she’d manage to find someone like herself while she was out here, not by accident at least.
"I hope she’ll grow to like me at least a little." she replied softly before looking up again, “Dont worry, I’m really good at keeping quiet when I dont need to be talking. And either way, I’ve no reason to judge anyone, no matter how their true self is.” she smiled shyly and tossed the lock of hair back over her shoulder.
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"Yes," Charles said softly, "Yes it did. Still, it may be that you’ll learn in time. My powers… Unless I concentrate on shutting out what I hear, and even then some things get through, the basis is there whether I want it or not. As for everything else, some were accidents I managed to reproduce. Others I figured I might be able to do and worked on attempting to do so. As for Raven, she can hide her Mutation quite well. That’s what she does best. She taught me quite a bit about my own powers, more than she knows. You know, I think you and she would get on quite well."
Ellie smiled as he talked about it. She’d never really tried trial and error to figure out where her limits lie, "Maybe you can help me figure out what I can do sometime?" she suggested softly, unsure if he would even accept it. When he meantioned his sister again, she her smile became shy and sheepish, "You think she’ll get along with the random woman that was shagging her brother the night before?" she asked, fiddling with her nails a bit before remembering she had been wanting to at least try to eat her food, and she started taking a couple bites again.
Of The Isles || OPEN RP~~
Crutchie was more than happy to let her lead the way until he remembered her clothes, and his own. So he took a breath, straightened his circlet and stood up as tall as he could—again. He had slumped down in the few minutes they had been walking. Crutchie extended his arm to Eilonwy, whispering out of the side of his mouth.
"We’ll pretend I found you in the streets," where in fact the opposite was really true, "An’ I’m bringin’ you back to your room. You think they’ll recognize you?"
Ellie walked with him a moment before taking his offered arm, “I’ve no idea if they will or not…the guards back at Mora always know its me, but that’s because they know me and they tend to cover for me. I’ve no idea how attentive yours are.” she explained softly.
The Princess kept close to his side, not wanting to risk the chance of anyone assuming they weren’t traveling to the castle together.