Aegis (joining closed!)

[Scripted Away]

"I understand why you think that so fast, darling", Rachel mumbled, stroking over his head. "You have been through so much. too much. of course that leaves scars. and getting angry because of that... no that wouldn't be fair."
she looked into his eyes and smiled softly. after a moment, she turned deep red and giggled.
"okay okay... maybe i can prove my trust and faithfulness by... telling you my most embarassing secret ever:"
she looked into the sky, turning even more red. "Okay okay...so when i was fourteen... i was playing truth or dare with a few friends. we were ehh... three girls and five boys, i believe. however. we had that additional thing- dare on stock. that was...you waited until the next one chose dare and had to daresomething together. long story short- i chose dare on stock, Amy chose dare...yeah well and they were meanies... ehehem..." she facepalmed, bright red by now. "yeah well and we kissed."

"He has powers nobody of you knows about", Lèmuel said with a smirk. "Even he himself doesn't know. i need this power and strength. not everyone is the same, that should be clear. just let usdo our job and you will get your Macon-boy back."

[I quit:)]

Jim laughed. "Oh my god...that's...yeah, I can understand why that's embarrassing.", he said, and softly hit her shoulder. "You could've kept that a secret." He winked. "You don't need to prove your trust and faithfulness to me. I just sometimes doubt everything but I know I can trust you." He smirked slightly. "Ok, let me tell you a little secret. But don't ever tell it somebody - especially Mac. Knowing how brothers are...he'll probably tease me with it." He looked into her eyes, and then up in the sky. "Okay, so I guess you all think I've always been very tall and stuff...but I've always been the smallest. When I was 15, I still was 5'0, while all the other boys in my class were...much taller. So, they always called me 'shortie'. In sports, I wasn't picked because I was so small, and according to them I wasn't able to run fast and jump high and stuff. So, on carneval, everybody always dressed up. I didn't want to, you know, I actually hate dressing up. I don't know why but...yeah. So...those 'funny' kids in my class, they had prepared a plan for me to...so I'll just summarize it: They made me wear diapers and called me 'baby J' for that entire day. Well, I kept that nickname until I finally started growing." He laughed, red as a tomato. "Can you already imagine me as a 5'0 tall boy? With diapers?", he winked. "Now we both know an embarrassing secret about eachother."

Hunter pouted slightly. She sighed and looked at that Lemuel. Or Lamuel or whatever. "Then take me too. Noamie can lean my body.", she said. "But only under once circumstance: we'll both return. Alive and well - without any scratch."

[Scripted Away]

Rachel smirked slightly, cuddling against him.
"honey what do you think why i hate it when somebody forgets even an inch of my height? i went through exactly the same crap." she chuckled slightly, rubbing the back of her head.
"i nearly always wore highheels, trying to be a bit bigger, and never participated in sports. i always had an E or F. but hey, at least i can walk in those things like a model because of that." she winked and played with a streak of his hair, just looking into his eyes for a while. "whoa....so blue...", she mumbled to herself, fascinated. "i didn't even know blue could be THAT blue. i mean, that's damn blue...wait i'm talking weird again...i love you so much my lone wolf. so endlessly much and you can't imagine..." she shook her head and smirked. "remember that day about two years ago? I said I need you. i still do. without you...
I'm just a sad song."

Lèmuel looked at Neòma and sighed. a bright ight rose from Macon's chest, who fell to the ground unconsciously.
"who are we gonna choose then?", one of the lights asked the other one, slowly floating away.
"we'll see. we always made it. we'll make it again."the other one said as they disappeared in the distance.

[I quit:)]

Jim smirked akwardly. "I'm sorry I forgot that inch of your height, hun.", he said, and scratched the back of his head. As she was talking about his eyes, he blushed slightly. "It's not THAT blue. It's just...blue?" He smirked and pulled her closer. "You and I, we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky
With you, I'm alive
It's like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide", he softly stroke a streak of hair out of her face, smiling softly. "I need you too, hun. More than you know."

Hunter dropped to the floor next to Macon and looked at him with big eyes. "Macon? Are you alive?? Macon?!"

[Scripted Away]

cuddling against jim, Rachel looked at the horizon.
"Isn't it unbelievable? between all this rubble and scrap our lived had turned into, we found something so unpayable. so beautiful..." she sighed happily, looking into his eyes again. "maybe we had to go through all that crap to find our little paradise. and your eyes aren't just blue. they...they are bluer than the sky, deeper than an ocean and clearer than a sapphire..."
she looked back at the horizon.
"look at this, hun: the blue sky and the amber sun. without the sun, the sky couldn't be so bright blue... and without the sky, the sun couldn't shine. does that remind you of something?"

Black. everything was black. what had that thig done to him? he felt as if something inside him had broken down. and he wasn't sure if it was good or bad. he felt...radiating, in some way. and darn tired. a bit sleep wouldn't hurt...and after that, he would fight the demon...

[I quit:)]

Jim smirked. "Yeah, it reminds me of a beautiful, young woman and her husband.", he said, and sighed happily. "I love you so much, Rachel. It's still so hard to believe you are actually here, and...mine."

Hunter lay her head against his chest. "MACON!!", she yelled with fear in her eyes. "Macon, wake up! Macon!"

[Scripted Away]

"Her perfect husband, please!", rachel said with a soft smirk.
"I love you too, Jim. and of course i am here, and yours. by your side- that's where i belong. that's where my heart can beat full of hope and my soul is free. i never...even closely felt like this. you're my heaven."

was there somebody caling? Mac wasn't really sure. but he was so tired. that fight had already cost a lot of energy. and now this thing...he just wanted to sleep, for a million years and longer. was there anything ele than this comfortable darkness, holding him in its velvet-like embrace...?

[I quit:)]

Jim leaned forwards and kissed her, softly running his hand through her hair. "I want you to meet somebody.", he said, smiling softly.

Hunter felt how tears were rolling down her cheeks. Was Macon dead? Had they killed him? No, his heart was beating. But why didn't he wake up?
"Macon!"

[Scripted Away]

Rachel tilted her head, looking at jim curiously.
"who do you want me to meet?", she asked, looking into his eyes with a soft smile.
it had been so close again...how many more times would she be able to save everything before it all broke apart because she wouldn't be fast enough?

"3,14159265!!", Macon yelled, jumping on his feet. as his eyes turned white, they started glowing, just as his wings, and white, glowing markings appearedall over his body.
"WHAT?!", he yelled shocked, growing until he reached around 8 feet. "well this is...perfect." grinning evil, he went into the house and looked around.
"Come on Lucifer, do you dare to mess with anarchangel?"

[I quit:)]

Jim stood up and held out his hand to her. "You'll see.", he answered, smiling softly.
Rachel was always there to safe him. To prevent him from doing anything stupid. He just wished he could be there for her just the same as she was for him.

Hunter backed away, eyes wide open.
"What the f-", she called, crawling backwards. Was THAT her Macon?