Freedom [Open RP]

[Sammy Linsen]

    A small figure makes it's way through the tall grass. The night is quiet and still. The only sound coming from the chirp of crickets. The grass sways as a cold wind blows through, shaking leaves from the trees, creating a vibrantly colourful carpet in the dirt. From far away the person crossing the field would look like a child, lost in the wilderness. This was not the case though, the young girl had snuck out to be alone. She loved being outside at night, especially in the fall. It was cooler out at night and the girl wasn't too fond of heat. She walked slowly, looking around as if she was admiring the colourful trees. She seemed content with the silence as she walked.


    If you were to get closer , you would see a girl of about fifteen, with blood red hair. Her eyes were closed and she mouthed the words to a song no one else could hear. When she opened her eyes, she smiled and her black eye seemed to sparkle in the moonlight. As she looked about, she reached into the bag hanging at her side and pulled out a phone and some headphones. Placing them over her ears, she started her music and as the played she began to dance.  

     

You don't remember me but I remember you 

I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you 

But who can decide what they dream? 

And dream I do... 

I believe in you 

I'll give up everything just to find you 

I have to be with you to live, to breathe 

You're taking over me 

Have you forgotten all I know 

And all we had? 

You saw me mourning my love for you 

And touched my hand 

I knew you loved me then 

I believe in you 

I'll give up everything just to find you 

I have to be with you to live, to breathe 

You're taking over me 

I look in the mirror and see your face 

If I look deep enough 

So many things inside that are just like you are taking over 

I believe in you 

I'll give up everything just to find you 

I have to be with you to live, to breathe 

You're taking over me 

I believe in you 

I'll give up everything just to find you 

I have to be with you to live, to breathe 

You're taking over me 

Taking over me 

You're taking over me 

Taking over me 

Taking over me
Evanescence-Taking Over Me

    She spun and swayed, as if dancing to with a partner, a faint grin playing across her lips. She danced along through the field, the tall grass tickling her bare legs. She twirled around, kicking up leaves and catching her foot on a stick. She fell, landing on her butt and laughed. It felt good to laugh, she hadn't in a long time. She was happy out here by herself. No worries, no cares, she wouldn't let anything bother her tonight. And she stood up, brushing off her shorts that she rarely wore and continued along. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath decided to test her powers. She had come out here tonight to relax, enjoy herself, and practice her powers. 


    She began with simple things, picking up sticks and rocks, before moving on to the heavier things. When she was done with that she threw sticks up in the air and practiced freezing them, or slowing them down. She practiced long distance and isolation it to one area. When she began to feel tired, she stopped and sat down. Building herself a small hut out of sticks and leaves around her. She was proud of herself for being able to control her powers so well. And she sat there, listening to her music and humming along quietly.

[Scott Hettire]

The chirping of crickets and rustling of trees from a gentle wind was all that filled the night. Winter was nearing, but a blanket of snow had yet to reek havoc on the grassy ground. On this particular night, young Scott Hettire found he wasn't feeling on bit tired. The dark haired boy crept about his room, deciding to take these matters into his own hands. Scott dropped to the floor, his hand reaching out to grab the black windbreaker from beneath his bed. The jacket made a few small noises, but nothing that Beatrice would hear at least. His caretaker had long gone into a slumber, making him free to sneak out. He pulled the jacket over his shoulders, not bothering to zip up the jacket, which left his grey shirt revealed. Scott also wore a classy pair of black dress pants, like usual.

Carefully, the short teen opened his bedroom door, making sure to shut it behind him. Once that was achieved, Scott floated off the ground, using his flight ability to silently drift through the hallway, down the stairs, and lastly to the front door itself. Scott reached out a cautious hand, nudging the door open so he could slide out undetected. Once the door was closed, Scott turned and looked at the front land from his house that led down to the old road. A toothy grin appeared on his face, he was now free for the night.

Scott flew upwards, into the dark skies above. The teen drifted just above the trees, his dark brown eyes scanning the ground below. That was when he caught sight of something, and by the looks of it, a small child. The short teen lowered himself into a tree that over looked the field, his dark eyes watching as she danced about. He couldn't see her mouth, but he could see the mass of blood-red hair along with the dance moves the girl preformed. Scott simply watched, feeling bad for viewing the girl's dance. His dark eyes watched as the girl stopped, and began doing another strange task. "What is she doing?" Scott whispered to himself.

This time, Scott didn't just stand-by and watch the girl. Curiosity was picking the teen's mind enough to make him reveal his presence. Scott flew down from the tree, being cautious to try and not make a sound. Slowly, the teen began to approach the girl who seemed to be practicing something strange. Scott took no accord of his messy black hair as he drew near. His dark brown eyes watched as threw up objects and made their decent slow, which gave Scott some red flags about her power. "Um, hello. I didn't know anyone else would be out here." Scott spoke, trying to get the girl's attention from a rather far away position. The one thing the teen didn't notice was that the girl with the blood-red hair was wearing headphones, nor could he hear her humming from his current distance.

[Sammy Linsen]

Sammy practiced her abilities, keeping an eye out for any darkness that might venture out here. She was just slowing a stick in midair when she heard a voice behind her. "Um, hello. I didn't know anyone else would be out here." Since she was wearing headphones her human ears did not pick up the voice, but the cat ears hidden under her hair did. She flinched and spun around accidentally freezing the person behind her. Oh god, how did I not hear him come up behind me? Why did I not hear him till he spoke? I need to keep my guard up. Very carefully she unfroze his head and face allowing him to be able to speak. "Hello, I uh, didn't see you there...sorry"

She rubbed the back of her neck anxiously and removed her headphones from her ears, setting them gently around her neck. "So, how exactly did you decide it would be a good idea to sneak up on someone in the middle of nowhere? I mean, I could have hurt you because I was afraid." She sighed and relaxed unintentionally dropping the stick that was hovering about 20 feet directly above her head. She studies the person in front of her, taking in as much information as she can, when the stick hits her in the head. "Ow!" Momentarily distracted she drops her hold on the young boy in front of her and rubs her head.

[Scott Hettire]

The last thing the shy boy had meant to do was put the girl into a state of alarm. Rather than the usually jump of surprise, the girl had actually had the audacity to unleash one of her abilities on him. She had turned around, and suddenly Scott felt a strange stiffness in his limbs, almost as though the girl had manage to encase him in ice. Of course this was possible, but Scott knew better than to just presumed that is what she had done, mostly because his "frozen" state wasn't necessarily cold. Scott looked at the girl's face, taking note her strange, heterochromic eyes. The girl seemed to calm a little more after a few seconds, and even relieved his head from the strange freezing magic. Maybe I shouldn't have approached the strange girl practicing her powers in the middle of a field. Scott thought to himself, noting how grave his mistake could've been if her powers had maybe gotten a stronger hold.

The red hair girl shortly pointed out his massive error in judgement when it came to the idea of sneaking behind someone in the middle of a field. Scott shrugged, or did his best to in his current state. "I don't know, guess I didn't expect to be frozen." Scott answered explained simply, trying his best not to shyly look away. He had no clue what this girl was capable of nor did he want to find out through unpleasant means. Eventually, a stick that was suspended in air fell and hid the girl right on the head, this in turn made it so her "grip" on Scott was broken. Once it was, Scott stumbled backwards a bit, regaining his balance quickly. His dark brown eyes snapped back on the girl, surely the stick wasn't all that big, but he decided to offer some sort of kindness. "Are... you alright?" Scott asked quietly, feeling a bit nervous after the whole frozen in place thing. For a moment, he hesitated, debating to add his name or not.

"I'm Scott Hettire, by the way, and I am truly sorry for sneaking up on you. I swear I was just curious about what you were doing." Scott explained, introducing himself and apologizing in the process. Cautiously, the boy took another step back, hoping to get out of the girl's range in case she still wasn't to please with him. His arms remained at his sides, his dark eyes scanning his surroundings carefully.

[Sammy Linsen]

    "Frick, that hurt." Sammy  cursed herself for not paying attention and look back at the boy. "Sorry, I think I may have overreacted. I uh, get jumpy when I'm alone." She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring smile and sighed. I'm such an idiot, why do I always screw things up like this? Looking at the boy closely, he seemed startled and she relaxed, hoping that if she didn't look like a threat then he wouldn't be scared. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

    "Yeah, I guess nobody would really be expecting that. I didn't mean to, my powers act up when I'm startled." She bounced up and down anxiously on her heels. Her cat ears twitched under her hair and she looked up at the sky. The stars twinkled and the wind blew across her face, swirling the leaves through the air. She was so distracted by looking for the source of the sound that she forgot about the person standing not far from her. 

    "I'm Scott Hettire, by the way, and I am truly sorry for sneaking up on you. I swear I was just curious about what you were doing."

    Sammy flinched and looked back at Scott. "Oh, sorry. My name is Sammy Ocia, but uh you can call me me Sam... If you want." She held out her hand for him to shake and waited patiently for a response and she quietly listened to her surroundings. She could've sworn she had heard a sound coming from the woods nearby.

[Scott Hettire]

The girl with the blood red hair cursed, and then looked back at him. Luckily, it didn't seem that she was angry because of the fact that he had accidentally sneaked up behind her. In fact, instead of being angry she was apologizing for her over-reaction and about the freezing him in place thing. The girl gave him a reassuring smile, that almost seemed a bit strange. Scott simply dismissed the fact. Scott had no idea how visible his rather startled and surprised appearance was and when the girl had asked if he was alright he simply nodded. The black haired boy was perfectly fine, other than the fact that he was stilled a little surprised by the freaky freezing magic. She continued talking, responding to his comment about not expecting to be frozen. "Then I guess I should be thankful that you didn't have some sort of laser vision." Scott said, trying to sooth it over a bit.

A few leaves got blown by the wind, causing them to swirl during the time of which he had introduced himself. Without advanced hearing like the girl's, he was incapable to pick up any possible noises. From what Scott's dark brown eyes could see, the girl seemed distracted by something, but he thought nothing of it. It could've been simple reminiscing about earlier events or maybe even for an excuse to leave for all he knew. He did his best to make eyes contact, but every so often his eyes strayed down towards the ground, his shy personality easily taking grip. Eventually the girl did introduce herself as Sammy, or Sam for short. She offered a hand to shake, so Scott bridged the gap and took the hand shake as a nice way to kind of start over from the incident. Once it was finished, Scott backed up a few steps, mostly just to have personal space. "So," Scott hesitated before continuing, "what were you practicing exactly?" He was curious to know what she could've been practicing out here alone. From what he saw, he could only presume that it may have had something to do with her magic "freezing" powers.

[Sammy Linsen]

    She laughed nervously and blew a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Yeah, that could've been pretty bad." While she had been looking for the source of the noise she had noticed Scott attempting to make eye contact, but eventually his eyes would lower to the ground. He must be pretty shy. I wish I had telepathy so I could figure out what he was thinking. She made eye contact with Scott, hoping to make things seem a little less awkward. Shortly after she introduced herself, Scott closed the distance between them and took her hand. After shaking her hand, Scott stepped back a bit. He didn't seem scared, just like he needed a bit of personal space. 


    "So, what were you practicing exactly?" He asked with hesitation. Sammy raised an eyebrow and the corners of her mouth twitched up slightly. All this smiling was irritating. She felt she had done entirely too much of it for one night. Or a whole week for that matter. "Oh me? I was just messing with my powers, trying to improve them. I thought maybe if I had better control over them, then things like, well, what happened earlier, wouldn't happen anymore." She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and opened them again. "What were you doing out here?"


    The wind whistled through the trees, shaking down a small torrent of leaves that fluttered toward them. Sammy loved fall, it was absolutely beautiful out here at that time. The leaves changing colour and littering the ground. Sammy really liked going out of her way just to step on the leaves, the crunch sound they made was very satisfying. Sammy watched Scotts expression, he seemed curious,but cautious. Two very good traits to have when you lived in a place like this. As she searched Scotts face for any signs of fear or anger, a leaf landed on his head and she suppressed a giggle. "I think you have a little something on your head." She said teasingly while pointing at the leaf.
    

[Scott Hettire]

Scott usually wasn't the most observant person, but on this night he could just pick up the small strands of nervousness that emanated from Sam's voice. As for blowing the strand of hair out of her face, the boy didn't notice. His shyness made making eye contact rather difficult, even in a this situation where there was no existing crowd. It hadn't taken long to learn that there was nothing to fear about the girl, but despite his curiosity, his shyness still remained. Shortly after, Sam began to explain why exactly she was out here in the first place. When Scott finally found a tiny amount of courage to look back up, he finally noticed how almost plastic the smile looked. He wasn't completely sure what to think, but just presumed that there was some sort of reason for this so called 'plastic smile'.

That was when the question swung back his way about what he was doing here. For the most part it was because Scott simply couldn't sleep and had wanted to have a night flight to make him sleepy. However, he wasn't sure whether or not he wanted to tell the stranger of his gift of flight. There was a hesitation before Scott spoke as he contemplated the idea. In the end, Scott felt that it was only fair that Sam knew his power since he knew hers, or at least one of them. "Well, I couldn't sleep so I decided to fly around a bit." Scott began, then he added. "That was how I found you here." There was a shuffle of leaves as the wind wandered throw, kicking up leaves all the while. The colourful leaves curled in the air, almost in delicate movements that replicated that of dancing. A small red leaf curled and landed on his head and tangled its' way into his hair.

His pale hands reached up to remove the leaf, his face neutral, but that soon changed when he heard the teasing point. A small smile appeared on his face. "Guess you could say its' my new hat," Scott joked back. Normally the black haired boy would wear his fedora, but had decided against it on the breezy night. He tugged the small red leaf out of his hair, opening his palm to examine his "hat".

[Sammy Linsen]

    "Couldn't sleep huh? Me neither." She felt sorry for Scott, he was so shy he couldn't even make eye contact for more than two seconds. She wished she could make things seem less awkward between them. Talking to someone so shy was weird. It completely clashed with the confidence she always showed when talking to others. She was now a bit embarrassed about freezing him and wished she hadn't. He looked not only shy, but slightly afraid of her power. Why am I such and idiot, I could've hurt him. It was lucky I didn't fling him into a tree or something. I need to get better control over my power so I don't accidentally hurt someone. She clasped her hands together behind her back and gave Scott an apologetic look. "Look, uh, sorry about the whole freezing you thing. I honestly didn't mean to." She watched as pulled the leaf out of his hair and was pleased at the smile that appeared on his face from her joke. "Guess you could say it's my new hat." She smiled genuinely at him. She was happy that he was comfortable enough to joke with her and she thought that maybe if they became friends, it wouldn't be so bad.


    She looked up at his slightly tousled hair and a giggle escaped her lips. "You still have bits of leaf in your hair." Her hand ached to brush them out of his hair, but she figured that would be awkward, considering they had only just met. "So, now that we're past all the whole freezing you thing, I guess we don't really have much to talk about. Though you being able to fly is pretty cool. I think it would be an interesting power to have."  She tried her best to make small talk, but it didn't seem to have much affect. The conversation was kind of dead and she didn't want to end their conversation just yet. Scott seemed pretty cool and she thought it would be kind a waste of the night to just leave it like that.
    

[Scott Hettire]

Most people would expect eye contact to be easy for people, but for one that has a terrible shyness it's much different. Being shy sometimes made things socially awkward, a good sample being when it gets so bad that said person feels a tongue tied feeling. Scott simply nodded when she mentioned the unable to sleep thing. There was a gap of silence in the conversation, which led up to the girl apologizing about the freezing thing. "It's fine, really," Scott assured before muttering. "Besides, I was stupid enough to sneak up on you like that." The statement was rather true, Scott could've approached more cautiously and may have made it so he didn't startle Sam. The atmosphere was a tad bit grim up until the hat joke, and he was even pleased to have glanced up and see a smile upon Sam's face. The small amounts of tension seemed to loosen their holds, making the conversation a tad bit more comfortable.

Naturally, dry leaves were fragile, and the thing had crunched despite Scott's best efforts to keep the leaf whole. The tiny bits were still tangled in to now messy threads of black hair. When Sammy mentioned the bits, Scott's hands immediately moved up to brush them out of his hair. "Better?" The boy with black hair asked, his hair only becoming messier due to it. He wasn't sure if he even had all the bits of leaf out of his hair yet. Afterwards, Sam mentioned the lack of conversational topics, and Scott had to agree. There was also the fact that his terrible shyness wouldn't help try and think of a topic. However that was when his power of flight was mentioned. "Yeah, I love being able to fly. I actually use it to help one of my friends," Scott explained, not going into much detail. A lip tight smile appeared on the boy's face as he remembered Beatrice and her appreciative face whenever he did one of the high up tasks for her. It was always better than her grabbing a ladder and trying to do it herself.

[Sammy Linsen]

    Sammy nodded along as Scott talked and closed her eyes against the wind. His shyness was making it a bit hard to have a conversation,but she was trying to make do with what she had. "So, what do you usually do out here?" The question was lame, but it wasn't like they had much else to talk about. Scott seemed like a nice guy,but it was awkward talking to him as conversations ended quickly. What else is there to talk about? She searched her brain for topics of conversation, but came up empty. Well this kind of sucks. It would be a great time for some darkness to attack right about now. She strained her ears, listening for the sound of approaching footsteps,but frowned when she heard nothing.

"Well now what are we supposed to do?" She muttered to herself. The silence stretched on and she contemplated leaving. She felt slightly awkward just standing there doing nothing and she wondered if there was any way to spice things up. Maybe they could go looking for some darkness to fight or something. Either way, she was bored and if she didn't find something to do soon, she would go mad.

[Scott Hettire]

Shyness was a weakness, the inability to talk to those around you confidently made conversation awkward. There were few times when Scott could talk with no falter to his voice, and that was when the boy was stealing. Most would be impressed upon hearing a faultless sentence leave his lips. Scott couldn't blame them for reacting like that, because it was common for him to stutter or awkwardly pause during conversations. Scott's dark brown eyes drifted towards his feet, staring at his running shoes. The brief glances at Sammy had faded along with the small jokes about the leaf. The river-like flow ceased, and there was a moment of pause. Eventually the silence broke with another question. Scott hesitated, thinking of all the times he had left the comfort of home in the middle of the night. All the boy had truly done was fly, mostly to avoid Chaser or Darkness accounts during his travels. No one could truly protest about to someone about being up at such a late time if they were soaring through the air.

"I... usually just fly around... it's better than staying on the ground and getting found by... Darkness," Scott responded. His words drifted when they went over the word Darkness, almost as though it was a secret never to be told. Scott had long learned he was no fighter, thus he stole and sneaked sanction in the less notable areas. Whether this included flying atop a building to enjoy the things his sticky fingers managed to grasp or blending into a small crowd, the point was, Scott couldn't fight. Being the shy kid over the years had made him no victim to bullying, attention or fights. Maybe the odd jibe, but nothing that was truly hurtful. Scott's eyes made a quick glance up, noting the frown on the girls face, and even the asking of what was next. Scott already had a foreboding feeling that he was being terrible company, especially with his indefinite shyness.

"I'm not sure," Scott started before continuing. "In all honesty, I didn't expect anyone to be out here at such a time." When Scott had crossed the threshold that was his front door, he hadn't expected to come across a single person. The expectation of a lonely flight was common, making it an easy presumption. Scott's dark eyes took a glance around the field, finding only the waist-high grass that surrounded them. The gentle breeze blowing it every which way, kicking up a few leaves that barely managed to soar over the grass. The rustling of wind was everywhere, since the wind had a long range over the location it struck. His eyes rested on the treeline, and the eerie shadows it brought with it. "We... could go exploring," Scott suggested, saying the words a bit slow. His gaze remained locked onto the treeline, small amounts of curiosity feeding his bravery.