Sons and Daughters Of The Moon/ADULT/XO 1 open (CC/UC)

[magikhands]

Teresa

"I've lied only about what and who I am. Nothing more. When I speak of things I think and feel I am honest. I haven't lied about the things I've done since I've been on Earth." He pauses and looks at me and I ponder his words.

"You saw parts of me, Tree." He said before starting up the car and looking out the front windshield. "Goodnight, Tree."

That was my cue. I needed to get out of the car so he could leave. But I sat there a moment longer watching him. He said he only lied who and what he was...so what he said earlier...those were true? But how can I be sure? Yes, I'd seen a part of him that no one else had seen. That was true, the real Trevor.

Sighing, knowing that we'd get nothing else settled tonight, I open the door. "Goodnight Trevor." I move to get out but turn. "I need some time to think." I look down before letting my eyes look at him again. "Could we...um, well, I'd like to talk to you more. Maybe tomorrow, after all this stuff settles in my head?"

[magikhands]

Alex

"Yes. I'd like that." She stands and gathers her pjs. "Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to change out of these clothes real quick."

I watch her disappear into the bathroom and look around nervously. I can't believe this. I'm here in Isabel Evans' bedroom, waiting for her to return in her pjs. I'm going to actually spend the evening with her. Holding her in my arms.

I quickly kick off my shoes and turned back the covers on the bed. I sit down and cross my legs at the ankles. I shifted nervously. Isabel walks out and my breath stops. Even in her silk pajamas she was breathtaking.

My eyes are glued to her as she came over and laid upon the bed, her head on my shoulder. I make my body breath at such close contact. I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer.

"It's been a long night." I say into her hair. "Let's get some rest."

[isabelle]

*Max*

"... me, too," I agree as Liz expresses her wish that this moment could go on forever. That would be paradise because that's where I feel like I am. Truly in heaven. But the moment will end and then we'll have to start with all the questions that we haven't bothered to ask. I'm not afraid of those questions or the answers. Not anymore. I'm sure that nothing that Liz is will ever change the way I feel about her, and somehow, I'm almost as sure that she won't run just because of what she learns about me. Some of it is bound to be surprising, but it won't make her leave, will it? Even when she knows I was hatched from a pod?

The last thoughts start to make me a bit uneasy. She knows I'm an alien, but there's so much I don't know about myself. There's so many possiblities and not all of them are nice... What if we find out something really bad about me?

It's a big part of why I never got this close to her before. I always told myself it was because she was different and she might be afraid, but the bigger truth is that I'm often afraid of what I might be. I don't want to hurt her ... but she said she's not afraid. I do trust her, I know she means it, but she could be wrong ...

I lean close, nuzzling against her almost desperately, savoring every bit of this moment without limits or doubts. Right now, anything is possible. When the questions and answers start -- well, I only hope it stays that way...

I kiss her again, loving all that she is before reluctantly pulling back.

"I guess I should give you a few more details," I admit, trying not to frown. I lose myself in her beautiful face and keep my expression one of quiet amazement. "You said something about where I'm from and what I can do? Well, I don't know where I'm from. I don't remember anything except this world. There's been nobody here to tell me anything about why I'm here." My gaze drops to her hand as I thread my fingers through hers and out again, touching her fingers. "But I could always do those things... the teleknesis and other things. Controlling fire. Manipulating molecules. Healing. ... I knew I wasn't like everyone-else."

[KatnotKath]

OOC: hope this works for you

~Liz~

"I guess I should give you a few more details," Max starts and I'm tempted to tell him that I just don't care... Right at this moment in time, I don't want details, I just want to stay here, with him... I wish that we could just stay here forever, and that the outside world didn't exist...

It does though doesn't it...? I didn't imagine the events of this evening at the club, and I didn't imagine what Mena said... Nor did I imagine Max telling me he wasn't 'of this earth', and much as I want, I know he's right - it's time face reality again...

I look up at him, watching the multitude of emotions which seem to flash through his eyes as he begins to speak. "You said something about where I'm from and what I can do? Well, I don't know where I'm from. I don't remember anything except this world. There's been nobody here to tell me anything about why I'm here."

Feeling his fingers threading through mine, I look down for a moment, noting that his gaze has dropped too. "But I could always do those things... the teleknesis and other things. Controlling fire. Manipulating molecules. Healing. ... I knew I wasn't like everyone-else."

I reach up with my other hand, trailing a finger down the side of his cheek as I look at him and nod. My story is similar I guess, but now isn't the time for that and I wait for the moment, letting him finish first before taking my turn. I want to reassure him though, I want him to know, that this doesn't change how I feel... I don't think anything could... "Well it would be boring if everyone were the same..." I whisper softly closing the distance between us again as I press my lips against his heistantly and ever so gently. I've never been this forward before, but I need this...

[StormWolfstone]

ooc: not the best.....

~Trevor~

I hear the door of the car open before she replies, "Goodnight Trevor." I can hear her shift and turn to look at her and see her looking my way, "I need some time to think." She looks down and then back at me, "Could we...um, well, I'd like to talk to you more. Maybe tomorrow, after all this stuff settles in my head?"

I simply nod, not able to deny the fact that I wanted to talk to her more. "Yes, tomorrow. Call me when you are ready for that talk." I reply simply and though my foot is on the break, I place the car into drive, considering our talk for the night over. He sighed and turned to look ahead of him not wanting to look at her. She obviously didn't care about him in the same way he did her. Maybe, just maybe he should finish his mission and go back to Antar. At least on Antar I would have a use, emotions wouldn't be as important as they are on this planet.

"Sleep well, Tree." I decide to add at the last moment.



~Maria~


"I'm not sure yet. It's one thing to know that you are are one of four aliens walking this planet...that we know of anyway...but to find out that there are humans out there...like you. I just don't know. I doubt it will truly sink in for a day or two. The only thing I know right now is that you are lying here in my arms...mine." Michael kisses the top of my head and I smile, sighing as I simply lay with him. Dreams do come true, something I had never before thought would be the case.

"Always, Michael." I reply as I lift my head just enough to look at him. "Just promise me something, Michael. Two things actually... Never let me go and don't push me away. I want to be a part of everything in your life, not just the small things, but everything. Whatever comes, I want to face it with you." I say this while looking in his eyes and as much as I think I should probably leave, I don't want to go anywhere.

"I should probably go so you can talk to your brother when he comes home." I say softly, the thought of leaving so soon after having shared so much with him causing me to feel lost. "I don't want to be in the way and it's obvious there is something about him too. I think it would be best that I not be here while you two talk and..." I stop myself from saying anything as I simply give into the urge that was overpowering me and kiss him tenderly.

[Michelle in LA]

I'm sorry if I intrude, but I saw this and was intrigued. Is there a book series this is a crossover with? I'd like to get the background.

You can pm me here, if someone would be so kind. Thanks!

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[isabelle]

*Max*

Liz's answer is supportive but almost vague. Is she pulling away? It doesn't feel that way, but I'm just not sure. There's different and then there's different... But then she leans forward and kisses me again. The feelings that wash over me are amazing yet again. I can't believe she's here. All these years of longing, knowing it would never be -- and here it's actually happened.

I kiss her again, delaying the rest of what I want to be sure she knows. I hope she's not grossed out when she hears it. Pulling back, I run my thumbs over her cheeks and push back her hair as I stare into her beautiful chocolate eyes.

"The thing is, there's a reason I know I'm not ... human. If it was just the odd abilities, I could have been a psychic or a mutant or a wizard or something..." The last, the wizard, had been mostly imagination as I was sure that magic wasn't really real, and now, well, maybe it is. "... I think you know how I was adopted when I was six? That was actually when I was born. I just looked like six-year-old."

[KatnotKath]

~Liz~

I blink as he pulls back, reaching up to close my hand over one of his and pull it down from my face as I continue to look into his eyes. There's so much I should tell him too, so much I want to say... I want to explain about myself, but I don't really know how to start...

As Max begins to speak again, I can see a look in his eyes - a look of fear...? I wish I could wipe away those fears, I wish I could give him reassurance...but all I can really do is sit and listen to what he has to say. It's obviously important in his mind, that much is clear...

"The thing is, there's a reason I know I'm not ... human. If it was just the odd abilities, I could have been a psychic or a mutant or a wizard or something..."

I nod slightly. "Go on..."

"... I think you know how I was adopted when I was six? That was actually when I was born. I just looked like six-year-old."

For a moment I'm silent, not knowing what to say. Of all the things I might have come up with, this isn't one of them and I'm not really sure of how to react. It sounds crazy, and yet, I hear his words and I know they're true...

The look in his eyes makes me realise that I'm overthinking this though. He's scared, obviously, and my silence probably really isn't helping... Right now, I don't think that what I say is as important as actually saying it... In the same way as it's not so much what he's saying, as the fact he's trusting me to open up and say it... I look at him, squeezing the hand I'm still holding in mine. "Thank you...I know this is difficult for you, thank you for telling me Max..." I whisper softly, threading my fingers through his.

[isabelle]

*Max*

I can see Liz's surprise, but her words are full of calmness and acceptance. She's not freaking or running away. Or worse.

"It's true," I say, although I don't see any sign that's she's doubting me. "I wasn't born from a person. We came out of these -- incubation pods. I don't know how long we'd been there. Maybe since the crash in '47. I really don't know. We're all alone. Nobody's told us anything about why we're here or where we're from." I feel my throat closing up as I explain all this. Revealing all this is almost painful, but in a way, it's freeing. I want her to know. If she's going to run away because of all this, I'd rather have her do it now, rather than after I'd started to really believe it all...

Swallowing hard, I look up at Liz. "Did you have any clue that you were different before today?"

[KatnotKath]

~Liz~

Max assures me it's true, and I suddenly note that he says 'we' as opposed to 'I' as he gives more information, mentioning again the crash in 47' as he suggests that 'they' might have been in it.

Up until now, he's been talking in singular person, but I guess that makes sense, if he wants to protect 'the others', to keep their secret... He trusts me with his, but that doesn't mean 'they' would...

His tale sounds like something out of a science-fiction novel, and yet there's something in his eyes which means, despite the fact it turns everything I believed upside down now, I don't doubt him... I believe that he's telling me the truth as he knows it...

He continues to say that he doesn't know where he's from, or why he's here, still using 'we', and I make a note to call him on that later. Not now though, now what's important is that he knows I'm not going anywhere, that I'm not disgusted or scared - he's still my friend...and well...if those kisses are anything to go by, maybe even something more...

Obviously struggling with all this still, he looks up, turning the question on me now as he asks me if I knew I was different.

Blinking and chewing my lip thoughtfully as I try and work out how to explain, I give a small nod. "Yeah...I knew... Didn't know why, but I knew I was different..." I finally respond softly, still trying to work out just how to explain what I can do. "I was about eight when it happened for the first time... I was playing in my room, and mom came in to say it was time for bed... I did the usual kid thing of saying not yet, and wishing I had a bit longer, and then suddenly mom was gone. I was in my room, alone, and it was an hour earlier..." Swallowing as I remember, I look at him nerovusly, wondering what he's going to say to this and pull a face. "I guess you'd call it timetravel...of a sort..."