The Bolter

*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

"It's not that easy, I don't even know who you are." He said with a slight bit of an edge to his voice. It wasn't an aggressive tone but instead came from a place of mistrust.

"hm. What if I tell you something?" She plays with her shoelaces

He shrugs "If you want to." He said quietly.

"Well that sounds painful- and also sounds like something my brother would do."

"it was. It took a year to heal. Then I had to get physical therapy"

"Oh- i'm sorry that sounds horrible."

"Eh. It wasn't as bad as... other things I guess." She looks at him* "now what's wrong with you, Lil dude?"

"I don't know."

"hm.." she looks back at the sky "sometimes we cant describe how we're feeling. Is that what's happening?"

PLI ASE

Nyxe hugs her tightly.

*hugs her back*

@fanofstuff01

I forgot about this show-

rb with your straight number

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*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

"It's not that easy, I don't even know who you are." He said with a slight bit of an edge to his voice. It wasn't an aggressive tone but instead came from a place of mistrust.

"hm. What if I tell you something?" She plays with her shoelaces

He shrugs "If you want to." He said quietly.

"Well that sounds painful- and also sounds like something my brother would do."

"it was. It took a year to heal. Then I had to get physical therapy"

"Oh- i'm sorry that sounds horrible."

"Eh. It wasn't as bad as... other things I guess." She looks at him* "now what's wrong with you, Lil dude?"

*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

"It's not that easy, I don't even know who you are." He said with a slight bit of an edge to his voice. It wasn't an aggressive tone but instead came from a place of mistrust.

"hm. What if I tell you something?" She plays with her shoelaces

He shrugs "If you want to." He said quietly.

"Well that sounds painful- and also sounds like something my brother would do."

"it was. It took a year to heal. Then I had to get physical therapy"

*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

"It's not that easy, I don't even know who you are." He said with a slight bit of an edge to his voice. It wasn't an aggressive tone but instead came from a place of mistrust.

"hm. What if I tell you something?" She plays with her shoelaces

He shrugs "If you want to." He said quietly.

*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

"It's not that easy, I don't even know who you are." He said with a slight bit of an edge to his voice. It wasn't an aggressive tone but instead came from a place of mistrust.

"hm. What if I tell you something?" She plays with her shoelaces

*Bolter had been sitting on her own roof. Her mind wasn't on the ground. Bit she heard him playing the guitar. She looked over and looked around to hear where the sound was coming from. She spotted him and watched*

He looked up for just a second and noticed Bolter watching. He didn't say anything though, as he felt he felt that words couldn't come to him in the fragile state that he was in so his music had to speak for him.

*Bolter listened. Two months in a lab taught her to listen carefully. The music spoke to her, telling her how he was feeling. She just say and listened*

After the song ended, his fingers lingered on the strings of the guitar as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air. Fresh hot tears falling from stormy grey eyes.

He looked over at Bolter and raised an eyebrow he wasn't completely unused to people teleporting. His cousins did it a lot but that doesn't mean he wasn't still surprised. "I'll be fine." He said his voice soft but still audible. The pain his song expressed was clearly being repressed in his speech.

"no. Tell me what's wrong" she crosses her legs and scoots towards him a bit

Bucky giggles

What’s a man- man- mango?

Well shit. More children. Why are people turning into animals and now CHILDREN!

Of course, angel.

*Bolter follows Nyxe*

They enter one of those fancy restaurants. That look like the one from, you know, Ratatouille and stuff.

*Bolter sits in her chair and hands Nyxe a Menu*

the spaghetti looking thing.. I'm not even sure what it's called because I'm scared I'm gonna say it wrong.