feels like today ;; leif

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TREATING LIFE LIKE A PICTURE


BUT IT'S NOT A MOMENT THAT'S FROZEN IN TIME

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w i t h t h i s f e e l i n g i n s i d e m e t h a t i c an t e xp l a i n,

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It was unbearably hot.

Despite the frequent gusts that seemed to want to hit Sean in the face very so often, his skin still felt prickly and the hot glare of the sun made him near sweating. It had been raining for a few days now and that had hindered him from enjoying the great outdoors. When it had finally stopped one Saturday morning, he'd gotten out of the castle looking as if he were a free prisoner and almost kissed the ground. Almost.

Too bad the ground was mushy and his black boots had been muddy.

Luckily enough, he could control the earth to his own will and cleaned off the mud without even needing to touch it. It just flowed easily down his boots as he walked to a gravel path, following it round the school. He was exploring again, but then, the only other time he'd done some exploring had only been once.

As he followed the path, the sun had shone down brightly as it reclaimed the skies that morning. He'd brought with him a little lunch box to eat out in the open. And as if he'd suspected the weather to be clear skies, he'd donned a black undershirt with an image of a bat on it and tight jeans he'd rolled up. He'd put on a hat to shade him if needed be. Which was the case, apparently.

He'd stumbled upon a rather large cliffside and had peeked down, enjoying the sight. Sean had chosen to sit precariously on the edge and just stared at the beautiful scenery around him. It was breathtaking. The height was, as well. But he didn't care really. If he fell, he'd just turn the ground mushy and it'll be like falling onto a soft bed. Not that he was planning on cliffdiving.

The sun was still glaring at him though.

So standing up and turning around, he layed his palms flat on the ground and concentrated real hard. He'd seen his nana do it, and to her, it was one of the most powerful spells in the world. She'd thought him how to do it and it was hard at first, but he mastered it after some time... until she died. Sean shook his head and concentrated on the matter at hand. He could sense that the ground was still wet and that was good. His magic needed water.

A few seconds ticked, then a minute. Some more.

Sweat started to form on his forehead but he paid no heed. He needed to concentrate. A few feet from him, a shoot sprouted from the ground, grasses starting to coat the area around it. When he'd stumbled upon the cliffside, the whole area looked barren, life unable to reach its peak. It was, however, capable of holding life, and it just needed a few help. Magical help. It took a whole of 30 minutes for him but after the kneeling and laying his hand on the hot surface for so long, he patted himself for a job well done.

It was worth it.

A massive oak tree stood infront of him and he gathered his stuff, leaning on the dark trunk and sighing as he sat on soft grass. At least now, he could truly enjoy the sight.

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[leif]

It was hot. Not just like, annoying hot that you can get over using the gusts of wind the proceeded to slap Leif in the face and mess his hair up, but hot like, sweltering in a broiler hot. Leif felt like dying the moment he stepped outside, he was beginning to attempt to be more outdoorsy since the weather had cleared up but right now he regretted for; he had long black hair that made the heat unbearable, and he was clothed in full black. Now, that wasn't the worst of it, he was wearing his favorite leather pants that clung to his body, down the sides were corseted and the gap covered in lace, sure it gave his legs some breathing room, but not by much since it was leather. His shirt wasn't to bad though, it was a v-neck black t-shirt, that was very thin so it wasn't as bad, but it was black so, in short. Leif was dying.

Not to mention the mud had coated his black cowboy boots in mud, luckily being an earth student paid off and he just willed it away. Contining around outside, Leif convinced himself that this is why he willed himself to stay indoors when the world's temperatures were haywire. Somewhat walking, somewhat skipping, Leif continued down the path, his headphones in and pulling loud, he had been in a good mood today so the music stayed loud to prevent it from going bad, his hair remained perfectly teased despite the wind and his not to heavy makeup was all good and not melting off. Leif was happy, he let the bass pulse through his ear buds and continued towards the cave - or cliff - area, why was he going there? Because he had never been, and though the paranoia of getting in trouble for leaving inside was low today, maybe he was starting to realize that he was safe here! But as soon as the hope came, it disappeared, no, he would never be safe, once he graduated he had to go back, no matter how much he tried not to, he knew he would return, he promised his mother.

Even though Leif had broken the promise of calling her every birthday, the promise of coming home again - even if it was only a visit, but he knew it wouldn't be - after graduating was to important for Leif to even dare and break. He looked at the blooming plants and sighed, his birthday was soon and another promise was coming up, this year he was going to keep - no matter how much he didn't want to - due to an email he had received from her. The more Leif thought on it, the more the day began to crumble under his feet, why did he have to dwell on it? Tears pricked at Leif's eyes as he began to think of returning home, could he really settle back when he had this freedom, sure he barely used it, but still! Leif pushed the thought away though and turned the music up, his pace quickened and his eyes slipped closed as he ran towards his destination, the quicker he got there, the quicker he got back, and that meant he would finally reply to that damned email that struck one to many cords in him

Moving up the cliff side, he saw something, a massive oak tree, he didn't know there was any around here! A half smile graced Leif's face as he sucked on his lip ring a bit, maybe he needed to sit down and calm his nerves, it usually helped, so without further adieu, he moved towards it. As he came closer he saw a boy, he looked familiar and that's when it struck him, he was one of earth students in eleventh grade! He had seen him around school and the dorms, the name though didn't come as quickly, Shawn? Shane? Sean? That was it! Sean, he had heard it when he walked by, either the boy himself said it or whoever he was talking to did. Walking over, Leif hoped he wouldn't mind if he sat there, as he walked under the shade he found it cooler and that was nice, all that was left was to sit.

"May I sit here?" Leif's voice sounded awkward and strained, it was because he was dying of heat, shy and still sort of upset, but he knew the guy would just allude to shyness and heat if anything, not that on the inside, Leif was crying.

Words: eight hundred sixty one
Tagged: sean
Comments: hell if i know, btw if you want to see the pants click here i want those pants. SO BADLY, anyways, buddies till the end

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[seanhelix]

TREATING LIFE LIKE A PICTURE


BUT IT'S NOT A MOMENT THAT'S FROZEN IN TIME

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w i t h t h i s f e e l i n g i n s i d e m e t h a t i c an t e xp l a i n,

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Sean smiled at himself as his hands gripped at the fresh grass around him, making tulips and roses and violets bloom every few feet around him. He liked having the powers to control the earth. He liked having been taught the creator spells his nana had taught him, liking how she'd never used the destructor spells and therefore never had taught him these. She'd made him focus on creating life even from the most barren wastelands and boy had that been tough. If she'd just lived long enough though, maybe in a few years, he could master the spells. But as it was, she passed away whilst they were in the middle of his learning.

Fate and destiny didn't always agree with him. Taking everything he loved and cared for the moment he let his heart feel again. Life was a bitch and that was his motto.

Sean shook his head and closed his eyes, taking a deep breathe of the scents around him. He'd come here to relax and delving on such wasteful thoughts would get him angsty rather than peaceful. However, the boy was too busy in shaping his surroundings that the simple spell of feeling someone near him by means of the ground was lost on him... until the new blood entered his field and Sean opened his eyes in surprise. He looked about him and saw how far he'd gotten, nearly coating a half side of the open area with soft green grass and flowers of every kind. He knew them all for he'd once taken care of them in his nana's greenhouse which contained, in his opinion, all the flowers in the world. Even a rafflesia was in it and unlike its other siblings, his nana's rafflesia smelled sweet. Simply one of a kind.

He hadn't been informed though, of how spells were restricted outside the school to some extent and he figured, despite the hurt he felt in his heart, that he should take back the life he'd given to the thriving plants around him. At least he hadn't grown another oak, which he turned to look at and noticed how it had grown even more bigger and meaner looking. Guess he had to work more on his focus and not get carried away. Sean liked everything though. The whole place was in direct contrast to its earlier barren image. It was now filled with the scents of spring.

But as the present situation started to creep back into his consciousness, his eyes widened, as he turned to look back at the dark boy infront of him. Sean saw nothing but black and instantly felt the heat again, looking at how the boy was dressed in leather and... black. There was nothing but black. Involuntarilly, his fingers came to an edge of his neck line and tugged at it.

"You're not gonna tell, will you?"

[/color] he asked politely, cautiously. "If you won't, then go ahead, but if you will, I'm sure there'll be other places for you to sit your ass on,"[/color] He couldn't keep the ice from his voice at realizing how deep in trouble he would be if the boy told tale. Only reason Sean could come up with was that he wasn't well-informed of the rules... even though it was his duty to know. He frowned at himself and bowed his head, looking up once more. His chocolate eyes melted to pudding as he spoke. "Please don't tell, I'll clean it up after, promise."[/color] He pleaded, the innocence evident in his eyes. He got to assumptions wayyy too fast. "I can bribe you too, if you want?"[/color] He was desperate, he'd do anything if he got desperate and assuming. He rose his hand and from it grew a plant, roots tangling themselves in his fingers. Its stem was transparent and its leave bright orange. The flower that bloomed slowly was the most striking. It had delicate petals that looked like powder, colored silver-blue that sparkled when the sun hit it at the right spot. Black flecks dotted its edges to match the dark boy's color. He offered it to the him as he squinted to see the tall boy's face more clearly but with the sun behind, it was a lost cause.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

a n d i'll f i n d m y w a y t h e l o n g e s t d r o u g h t, [/i][/color]

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(tags) - -- - leif,
(notes) - - - rambling, rambling, rambling. but i laff my bestie. <3
(music) - - - - none.
(words) - - - - - 630 !
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[leif]

Staring out in the shade, he watched the boy work for a few moments before talking. The place was covered in the boy's creations, the tree that Leif was using for shade growing higher as Leif watched, the ground was covered in spring colors, and it enchanted Leif, he barely used his powers as it was and had much control over them, but not this type of power, he wasn't as good as this. He could make small flowers sprout - his favorite being forget me nots - and vines usually from defense - though he had little control over them in that state - among other things, but other than that he couldn't do much, not to mention his control at times could be quite horrid. Leif hated how little he was able to control his powers even though he had been at the school for many years, it a a problem for the dark haired boy. Pushing out the personal distastes Leif looked over at the boy with a hat placed firmly on his head, his eyes were examining the guy. He wore nice black boots - Leif quite liked them actually, they were steal worthy - and his jeans had been rolled up to some sort of shorts, looking down at his own legs, Leif wondering if he could roll up the skinny leather pants, he doubted it immensely.

A smile rose to Leif's lips as he saw the guy tug on his neckline, Leif assumed that just looking at him made him feel hot, for some reason the little kookiness of that made Leif smile while holding back a smile, moving a bit closer, he tried his luck, moving closer hoping the guy would let him rest for a bit, but what happened instead made Leif pull back.

The venom in the earth student's voice had Leif a taken back, the previous upset emotions returned as the ice that was laced in the other boy's voice hit Leif hard. He was always sensitive to words, they were his weak point but what this guy said and how he said it was like a knife stabbed into his heart. Sure, he didn't know who the hell this guy was but it didn't stop the pain of his words, Leif was overly sensitive and this guy only wounded Leif more than he already was. People could apologize, and they could make it up to people, but the wounds remained ever so present on their heart, Leif assumed by now that his heart was scarred beyond recognition and now, this guy left a new one. How quaint.

But the guy seemed to show remorse and he frowned, hanging his head, he spoke again and once again Leif was ever so hurt, sure, he meant no harm in the voice, but he didn't like being treated like some tattler, if the guy wanted, he wouldn't tell a soul. The guy rose his hand and a flower grew, pretty and fragile, it confirmed every suspicion that this guy was an earth student, leaning down Leif plucked the flower gently, running his long fingers over the petals gently. Looking over at the guy, Leif sat where he stood, sick of standing, he was still feeling the heat of the sun on his back but he didn't care, he was captivated with the boy and the flower he had been given.

"I was never going to say anything... I was just wondering to sit." Leif's voice was meek and fragile, like a child who had just been yelled at or something of the kind, he looked up with his opal eyes shining, no hint of hurt was in them though, the hurt had been covered up with his fragility. "Thank you for the flower though...." Leif mumbled, before returning the flower to the dirt, he didn't keep flowers, he just held them before returning them to their stem using his magic, as he did right now. "I'll go if you wish." Leif said, staring up at him innocently, he was always ever so innocent, and even now with the nervous boy in front of him, he kept the innocence.

Words: seven hundred seventy seven
Tagged: sean
Comments: sorry it's so crappi, but here ya go mah bestie~

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[seanhelix]

TREATING LIFE LIKE A PICTURE


BUT IT'S NOT A MOMENT THAT'S FROZEN IN TIME

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w i t h t h i s f e e l i n g i n s i d e m e t h a t i c an t e xp l a i n,

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Sean felt better when the boy accepted the flower and held it delicately in his hands. He had to give the boy plus points for that. Not all boys would accept a flower... which got him thinking... and his radar was working... but he left it to future thinking, filing it in his cabinet case. Right now, the boy had accepted his bribe and he was relieved. What was he thinking anyways? Bribing a boy with flowers. Really? Flowers? Trust him to get caught doing something bad and he becomes a scatterbrain... and since he was OC most of the time, this was saying something.

He wasn't really always snapping at people, unless they appeared out of nowhere and caught him doing illegal stuff. What can we say, the boy was too careful for his own good... and too guilty as well for he knew he'd done something he shouldn't be doing. Regretfully, he thought about how he'd have to kill the life he'd created and pretend it never happened, ever. He couldn't help but show the feelings on his face. Tattered and torn... but not as bad as what the boy seemed to have flashed on his face for a few seconds before hiding it completely.

Or maybe Sean had just seen stuff. The light of the sun playing tricks with his vision.

Anyhow, he had piercing eyes, and sometimes he caught stuff people tried to hide unintentionally. For as long as he'd been struggling with life, he'd been studying people and trying to place 'em out before. Until now, where he did it purely out of habit. Sometimes, he paid no heed to it and tried his luck, maybe make the person like him despite his gut telling him to take flight or fight. Ever the peacemaker... and he was rambling over a simple show of emotion on the black, yes, he'd call him black for now, black kid infront of him... who now took a seat where he was standing... under the sun, far from Sean, farther than he was earlier.

Sean had seen him come closer but stopped him dead in his tracks when ice coated Sean's sharp tongue to snap at him. Big fault on his part. The distance between them was somehow, awkward. Like the boy didn't really want to be there now that he'd seen Sean's cold reaction. That was a jab on our person to blame here. He liked people. He adored people. He always needed company and here was one but look at what he'd done. Already, he felt... worse.

Guess he just had this automatic defense mechanism.

But now that his stupidity was draining from his system, Sean could feel that the boy radiated nothing but friendliness and a bit unease towards him. Body language and distance and all. Sean felt like a dick.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you,"

[/color]he said, brows furrowing, looking into dark eyes. He watched as the black kid planted his flower on the ground and it stood mightily despite its fragile stem. "Actually," [/color]Sean said, clearing his thought, wanting to repair the damage done. The boy, somehow, to Sean's confusion, seemed like he needed... love? It was silly, yes, but Sean was an empath in some ways. He shook his head and smiled warmly, invitingly.

"Sit by me and eat. I have lunch enough for two," [/color]he said cheerfully, sounding friendly, clearing the bad air from earlier. "I'm Matt, nice to meet you..." [/color]he trailed off and bent his head sideways, waiting for what the boy would do. Sean hoped it wasn't too late yet.

Thinking more about it, he took his lunchbox and placed it infront of him; enough space beside him for the boy to sit on. "Well come on,"[/color] he chirped, gesturing the boy forward. "I promise you you'll want more after eating... which I didn't cook. So you're safe," [/color]he laughed, hoping the boy would scoot on over and accept his invitation.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

a n d i'll f i n d m y w a y t h e l o n g e s t d r o u g h t, [/i][/color]

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(tags) - -- - leif,
(notes) - - - MAKE HIM EAT! XD
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(words) - - - - - 662 !
(credits)- -- --- for banner @ caution
(lyrics)- - - - - - feels like today by rascal flatts <3
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