Move In [Fritz]

[Fritz Jacobs]

Silently, Fritz remained beside Kristina, his gaze looking through the threshold of the closet door and into his room. Bright flashes and loud bangs came from the stormy outside world which he usually enjoyed. Everything was dark until flashes of lightning shone through the window, only to be followed by the typical clap of thunder. Almost like a guard, Fritz watched the world outside of the closet with observant eyes. His gaze drifting back to Kristina momentarily when he was caught in her embrace for a second time. "It's alright, nothing is going to hurt you," Fritz whispered in the same calming tone he used previously. Clearly Kristina had a serious problem with thunderstorm, which Fritz easily guessed was due to the incident. Despite the terror the event raised, Fritz hadn't truly felt anymore fears arise from the occasion. Moments later, he heard Kristina's sobs as she cried during the embrace.

"It's okay, Kris. Everything will be alright, I promise," Fritz said. There was no way Fritz was going to move until Kristina calmed down, even if the storm dragged out through the night and left him tired due morning. This was one of the very few times that Fritz refused to retain his distant attitude, mostly since a friend needed him. Eventually, the time came when the lightning and thunder ceased, leaving only the gentle patter of rain tapping the window. Inside the closet was where Fritz remained, waiting for Kristina to compose herself. His gaze remained on the room outside of the closet when he felt the release of her embrace and heard her sniffle along with say an apology. "That doesn't matter," Fritz began, before hesitating and continuing. "Are you alright now?" A simple question that Fritz felt obligated to ask, solely due to his concerns over what had occurred. A few minutes of silence led to Kristina wanting help to get out of his closet.

"Of course, whatever you need," Fritz responded and soon began to help the girl up. Her cheeks were flushed bright red, which Fritz presumed was from the tears shed. He also knew that he would probably get knocks from the neighbors about the scream they may have heard. For the time being, Fritz pushed the thought aside and focused on helping Kristina.

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Kristina felt comfort, having somebody nearby to help her through this. She felt bad for crying on him, it wasn't often that she had somebody to comfort her. Dream had been around, Candy too, but neither one had known of her nightmares, or at least they never brought it to her attention of knowing because she never brought the subject up to them. Since Dream was gone though, she had felt like she had been losing everybody that she held closest to her heart. She couldn't help but wonder if he had said it didn't matter on the crying or for ruining the game. Fritz asked if she was alright, she found herself nodding her head. "I'll be alright." Yes... I'll be alright.... It sounded like she was convincing herself more than anything.

It wasn't the first time she had cried through a thunderstorm and it wouldn't be the last time either. Fritz sounded more than willing to help her up, now standing she found herself looking towards Fritz before glancing away again. She had cried through the thunderstorm and he had been there to comfort her, though it wasn't everyday that others found out about her fear. One that never let her go, she also had another subject she needed to talk to Fritz about, but she wasn't sure how she would muster up the words for it, so she figured telling him of her nightmares might clear the air if only by a little bit. She swallowed, "Thunderstorms terrify me." She started, trying to look at him, it was hard for her to admit such a fear to him.

"Ever since I met you, and ran into my aunt." It was a subject she had promised herself she wasn't going to speak of, one she didn't think Fritz cared to think about either. "The only other nightmares I had was back home, how my parents treated my brothers and myself." She didn't feel a great need to go into much detail on that subject. "Anyways, I've had nightmares about my aunt, never being scared of lightning or being bothered by the noise of thunder until I saw her trying to attack me, twice in a row." The first time he had used his shield, the second time was when he was behind her because she was clinging to her brothers.

She hadn't talked much about that day to anybody, "I guess it's because I saw the light flash before my eyes, even though Dream had stepped in." The comment had made her flinch though, this really was a sore topic to speak about. Her brothers were dead and even mentioning that day reminded her so much about their death, their murder. "I don't think they are always nightmares anymore though." There she was going, now she had made her point across and if she didn't know any better she felt like she might have his full attention now if she hadn't already gained it. "I saw this... well not this this... but when I first ran into the closet, I had seen it before it happened."

The words might have sounded confusing and one had to wonder how she managed to avoid seeing a past, the answer, she didn't have direct contact with him. Though when she had taken his hand earlier she had a small glimpse of the past but hadn't noticed it. When he had helped her out a second ago, she had shifted so that he would be forced to lift her up by the wrists, having contact with her sleeves instead of her shirt. "Do you remember earlier? During our game, just before you dared me?" She asked, "That was when I saw myself in this closet...." Now that she had that power out in the open, he would notice three of them for her.

I need gloves.... She grabbed her sleeves to hid her hands in them, not sure if she would see his past or future, unaware that it hadn't shown her his future but hers and he happened to be in it. As if to make it worse, she had taken a few steps back. Fritz was the distant one, but she sure knew how to keep her distant if needed.

[Fritz Jacobs]

There wasn't much else Fritz could do besides comforting and listening. Although Kristina said she was alright, Fritz was left unconvinced. It didn't take much for Fritz to confirm that Kristina was more trying to convince herself rather than him. However, Fritz hadn't a clue how to bring up the idea, thus it was left unsaid. Shortly after the response, Fritz helped Kristina up while she glanced at him, watching has her gaze shifted away. Fritz could only presume that she might have been a tad embarrassed for crying through the thunderstorm, but couldn't be certain. Only moments later had Kristina mentioned that thunderstorms terrified her, and Fritz noticed all the while that she was finding it difficult to look at him. "I can tell," Fritz responded quietly. As Kristina continued, Fritz remained silent as he listened to what she had to say. When Kristina's aunt came up, Fritz could already tell the story was going to be a sad one.

Nightmares was the topic, and from what Fritz was told, they persistently haunted her. He could only imagine the terror of having to relive those dreadful moments in a dream world, it sounded horrifying. "That's... terrible," Fritz began, he hesitated a moment. "Have you told anyone else about this?" Fritz asked, looking at Kristina with concerned eyes. After all that had happened and now what she was telling him, Fritz couldn't help, but be concerned. Worry was written all over Fritz's face, making it clear how he felt about all this. Next, the topic turned to the idea of foresight, leaving Fritz to once again listen to the idea. All concepts that Kristina currently had related to seeing into the future and was originally a presumed nightmare until it had occurred. Fritz was clueless if his mind block would protect him against foresight, thus he was left to only hope. Even if Fritz saw Kristina as a friend, he hated the idea of someone peeking into his past or future.

At mention of the moment before the game, Fritz easily recalled when Kristina had zoned out and became unresponsive to his words. With a small nod, Fritz acknowledged that he remembered the moment before the game. "Okay... so you can see glimpses of time. Interesting," Fritz uttered quietly. He couldn't be completely certain what he wanted to say about the topic. However, he was pleased to find that Kristina's last ability was relatively harmless, but concern about the nightmare idea still marked his face. Fritz remained where he was as Kristina took a few steps back, enlarging the gap between them and concerning Fritz further. One thing Fritz did know what that Kristina usually didn't keep this much distance, leaving him to presume she hadn't gained control of the ability or that she was embarrassed about the crying. "Well, if you need help with anything, I can help you out," Fritz assured, putting on a plastic smile. He wasn't completely sure if his fake smile would bring any comfort, but Fritz figured it was best to at least try it.

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Kristina was glad that it sounded like he wasn't judging her, he even let her talk about the nightmares because she had a point to make with it. His question had caught her off guard and for a moment she almost wished that she had kept it a second. "No... I only told you." She was having a hard time wanting to keep direct eye contact. That face expression though, when she mentioned being able to see the past or future, gave her every reason to want to get control of it as soon as possible. She had just finished deciding in her head that she was just as unhappy about the foresight as she was about being immortal and she finally had a reason for her emotions. Her brothers were dead, she didn't have anybody that would be with her as they aged and she didn't. It wasn't something she believed Fritz really wanted to deal with though. Those books that I got when I met Pan, maybe I should consider getting some notes out of it for my own benefit since Fritz seems to think I'm immortal. She took in a long breath, trying to force herself to remain calm.

She didn't hear Fritz' words because he had spoken to quiet for her to hear him. Though with her keeping the distance she thought his words sounded sweet, she even was starting to feel somewhat better now. "Okay." She saw his smile, she was used to face expressions but at least he was trying to cheer her up, that was all that mattered anyway. Though she couldn't help but wonder why he had to put so much effort into a fake smile. It almost seemed like she hadn't noticed the distance that she had put between them. Maybe he is worried because I put some distance between us.... "Sorry, I know I'm normally the annoying girl that is to close for comfort." Her eyes closed as she continued talking before opening again, "But I don't want to risk my foresight prying into ones business." She meant it to, she really didn't want to risk seeing anymore visions. Another thought had reminded her of something weird, she was in his bedroom still.

Her face went red from another blush, "Um... we should head back into the living room." She had turned to go, not caring to run, but had walked out faster than one normally should. I was in his bedroom... during the thunderstorm, how'd I manage to forget that? She made her way back into the living room and sat back on the couch. I need to get a grip over this visions.... She zoned out again, one of the few nightmares she had of the past, was seeing her brothers die, even though she knows she never saw them killed. Then of course the good part where she is always pulled from her vision, just as she is about to die. The vision shifted into a deep past, hers, when she knew Oliver, seeing his face she was reminded he was in charge now, in charge of what she left. It was supposed to be Nicholas, but since she was the next born it was her problem now.

He had tried getting them to stay, she never trusted that guy. The vision ended, she didn't even know that she was crying until she rubbed her eyes with a hand. I have until I die to deal with this crap.... And she was crying again, one wouldn't notice unless they were looking at her though because she never cried out loud, a bad habit to gain when you had the fear of your parents hurting you and would beat you more if they heard you.

[Fritz Jacobs]

Being the only individual told of these nightmares that plagued Kristina's sleep was rather strange to Fritz. Not once had the immortal been trusted with a secret, mostly due to his distant behavior. As the conversation went on, Fritz consistently noticed the fact that eye contact was troublesome for Kristina. Only moments later had Kristina started taken deep breaths, but Fritz didn't take notice to them. The immortal's thoughts went to how he could possibly cheer Kristina up a little, but alas, he couldn't come up with anything. Fortunately, his fake smile and offer seemed to help a tiny bit, but when Kristina's apology hit, Fritz could only guess it wasn't working. "It's fine, and you're not annoying," Fritz responded. He paused momentarily, but before he could say another word, Kristina's face was flushed red as she suggested returning to the living room. Kristina's venture back towards the living room had been a speedy one, leaving Fritz to slowly follow behind.

Once he arrived to the living room, he found Kristina stationed on the couch, and thus he opted to lean against a nearby wall. If Kristina wanted her space, than that's what Fritz would give her. After a few moments of silence, Fritz spoke up, "You know, my mother could read minds. We always use to play a game when I was little, she would read my mind and figure out what I was thinking. I always thought it was pretty neat, however that ended a long time ago." The game had ended once Fritz's mind block awakened and made his mother unable to read his mind. This hadn't been much to her liking since if Fritz got in trouble, she couldn't simply read his mind and learn the truth. Telling the small story was one of Fritz's ways to perhaps smooth over the topic of Kristina's abilities.

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Kristina whipped her eyes, feeling her face was wet when she heard Fritz walking into the room. When she looked over at him he would have noticed her eyes, as if she had just been crying again. He was leaning against the wall though, instead of saying anything she stayed quiet. Fritz spoke about his mother being able to read minds she found herself focusing on him. She heard of such a power, it was very rare though. He explained how she would read Fritz mind and she couldn't help but feel like his mother had gone into his personal space, "Why'd it end?" She found herself asking him, fear that he was going to say his mother died. Not once had she noticed Fritz around family members, maybe he was alone like she was or something.

She found herself curious though and bothered to ask anyway, "Is creating shields your only power Fritz?" It was personal, she was fearful her foresight would dig into his past in the near future and she would find out the answer, so it seemed only polite to ask since she was wondering the question anyway. She closed her eyes as if thinking of some other subject, waiting for him to decide on if he would tell her or not, seeing as he knew all three of her powers, she took in another breath, trying to calm herself down. I may be alone in this.... but taking down Darkness, well it just means I'll be able to keep fighting them until they kill me....

She thought to herself as she shifted in her seat, trying to decide on how she would react if he opted to tell her or opted not to tell her. She only knew about his shields because he used them when she first met him. He has mentioned his mother being able to read his mind while he was growing up, she couldn't help but hope that it didn't stop because of his mother dying or something. Is there a power that is immune to that type of stuff? If Fritz opted not to tell her, she figured she could always google it on her phone later or find a book to search up on it.

[Fritz Jacobs]

When Kristina glanced back at Fritz, the immortal easily noticed just how soaked her face was, the apparent wetness made it appear that she had cried again. Like most, Fritz found it an unfortunate thing to see, but he told his story with calm, soft words while Kristina focus was stationed on him. Once his story ended, he heard her ask about why the mind readings had ended. At that moment, Fritz remembered the way his mother was looking at him, her eyes expectant as she tried to read her son's mind. Rebecca's face had shifted to surprise instantly upon discovering she was unable to. Before Fritz could answer the initial questions about why it ended, Kristina asked a second question about his powers. Fritz shook his head, "My mother couldn't read my mind anymore because of an ability I gained. Mind block, which means no one can read my mind or talk to me through telepathy." Taking a brief pause, Fritz released a small sigh at the thought of his other power.

"And, like you, I'm immortal," Fritz's gaze drifted downward. Piles of books, all about the topic had led to no avail on how exactly to get rid of the curse. During his answer, Fritz hadn't notice how Kristina was shifting about and such. "You know, after I found out I flipped and left home, so you're doing ten times better than me handling the news," Fritz added. Truly, Fritz had acted out in a negative manner towards his immortality, and despite the positives, still hated it.

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Kristina listened as Fritz explained how his mother couldn't read his mind anymore because of an ability he had gained. She was glad to know that it was that and not his mother dying or something. He called it Mind Block and explained what all it could do. "Oh that must mean you and Pan couldn't talk...." Why did I think she would tell Fritz my secret again? Fritz then said the words and she had found herself surprised. "Immortal?" She asked, as if she had hadn't heard him correctly. Well, I hate to have such happy thoughts but if I was going to share my life with somebody I'm somewhat glad it's you that has that power.... He had looked down on the ground so she had looked away, "I'm sorry you feel that way." She wasn't sure what else to say, but it had somewhat cheered her up to know she wasn't alone.

His words caught her by surprise and she found herself looking over at him, "I doubt it." She answered him back, feeling like she was still screaming on the inside. "To find out I'm immortal and my brothers had both died.... it almost doesn't seem worth it." Though if you notice, I said almost.... Once more she shifted in her seat, "I guess I'm just trying to make the best of it. Besides, there is still the chance you'll come over and claim it was a hoax which is fine too." Though she didn't believe he would say those words, seeing as he seemed like he was trying to be honest with her. "I'm more concerned about the foresight right this moment." She confessed, "It's not everyday that you can see ones past or future.... not something I care to pry in."

[Fritz Jacobs]

It was true that Pan couldn't actually talk to Fritz through telepathy, but she could still talk to him in a different way. This different way involved pen and paper opposed to words. "No, she can... Kind of. Instead of using telepathy or speech, she writes what she wants to say down in a notebook and shows me. It can be a little difficult, but it works," Fritz explained simply. Fritz's gaze remained downwards as he listened as Kristina repeated the last word he'd said, that being immortal. "Yeah..." He said it quietly, his voice growing quiet. Upon hearing Kristina's next words, Fritz simply shrugged in response, having no clue that her gaze was off of him. Swiftly, Fritz eyes spared a glance at Kristina before returning to the floor. He simply listened, not even taking note at the almost that slipped from Kristina's mouth as she continued on about her abilities.

"I'm not kidding, Kris. The doctor came up and told me, unless he lied or was incorrect, you're presumably immortal," Fritz responded in a blunt manner. Immortality wasn't something that Fritz would even think about joking with, considering he hate it. "And I can see your point, but I'm pretty sure the academy teachers could teach you how to control it," Fritz responded reassuringly. His time as a student had taught him plenty, and now he was to be mentored by Max, which didn't seem overly great. They were rather childish, plus Fritz was almost double their age, making it rather strange to be taught by someone so young.

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Kristina listened to Fritz explain how Pan had talked to Fritz, Well at least in writing one isn't able to tell if they are serious or not, hopefully she didn't tell him my secret though. She didn't know that Fritz had been told about her crush on him. He seemed unhappy about being an immortal, though her words of trying to find out if he was kidding or not, she found herself believing him. "Well I refuse to be bothered by it...." She answered him back, once foresight was talked about again she nodded her head when he said that the teachers might help her get some control over it. "I hope so." She answered him back, she hadn't even had her first day at the school before getting her last two powers. She shifted in the couch, trying to make herself more comfortable as she tried figuring out what else they could do, she hadn't realized the time though, it was late. She really had to head back to the dorm. "Thanks for cheering me up Fritz." She answered, "I hope you find happiness from that gift, even though you don't see it yet." She answered him back, not aware he would try even harder to find a way to get out of it.

[Fritz Jacobs]

Happiness over immortality never arrived in Fritz's life, and it always bothered him. Thus when Kristina said she wasn't going to be bothered by her immortality, Fritz simply gave a little shrug. To him, being bothered by the ideas of immortality was a normal thing, something that was unlikely to leave Fritz easily. "I'm certain they will have a way to control it," Fritz assured. With a quick glance upwards, Fritz watched as Kristina shifted on the couch once again. Like Kristina, Fritz hadn't noticed how much time had slipped away, along with just how late it had gotten, however the immortal didn't check the time. "No problem, and perhaps," Fritz responded in a lackluster manner. Despite being immortal for quite a few years, Fritz could never find anything good out of the ability. The most he'd thought of was being able to protect people for a very long time, but nothing else.

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Kristina might have asked for a ride home, but that would mean that Fritz would have to go the extra mile for her again and well, walking wasn't that bad. Thoughts were swarming around in her mind, I have water as my power, immortal, and foresight.... Today had been great, for the most part anyway. It was dark outside, proving to be late but she hadn't jumped to asking for a ride home, though she had slowly stood up from the couch so that she could stretch. Fritz was such a great friend by taking her here even though he might have had other places in mind. "We should do this again sometime." She stated, hoping he would agree, Hopefully there won't be any thunderstorms though.... or foresight visions.... She decided in her head before offering Fritz a friendly smile. The words came out of her mouth, "I should be heading home now since it's late." She didn't say if she was expecting a ride home or not, but knew in her mind that she would be walking. She never fought Darkness before, but found herself being quite brave since the death of her brothers.

She would have to fight Darkness sooner or later, so starting now didn't sound like a bad thing since she wasn't searching it out anyway. She had moved over towards the door, making it unclear if Fritz was expected to take her home or not, before opening it and walking outside. If Fritz had made any comments she had missed them because she had closed the door behind her. To get back to the dorms, she would find herself walking in the parking lot anyway, so it would still seem as if she expected a ride home, except if Fritz had bothered to come out, he would see her pass by his car. This is going to be some walk.... She thought to herself as she took in a deep breath, ready for such adventurer.

[Fritz Jacobs]

From his position near the wall, Fritz watched as Kristina rose from the couch and stated that they should do something like this again. "Sure," Fritz agreed simply. Once he saw the friendly smile on Kristina's face, thus he offered one back to keep the mood pleasant. Silently, Fritz waited to see if Kristina would ask for a ride, but when she began moving towards the door, it left Fritz going to grab his keys out of presumption. Before Fritz could grab them and leave the apartment, Kristina exited and closed the door. With that, the immortal simply presumed she had other plans to get home, thus he remained inside his apartment.

[ End of thread? xD ]

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Kristina stopped when she saw the Darkness forming in front of her, she took a step back. Maybe she shouldn't have left without Fritz after all. She pulled out her phone, asking Fritz how one fights off Darkness? There was a point to this, but as the brute moved towards her she heard it. It sounded exactly like a thunderstorm. She screamed, placing her hands against her ears she was trying to block out the noise. Unaware that Fritz was likely going to come on out, she remembered she had water as her power and she needed to use it, this is what she would be doing when she was on those missions. Tears welled up in her eyes, This is for my brothers.... even though you didn't personality attack or kill them.... you remind me of the woman who did. She created a water ball in her hands and started throwing them at the brute, if only to keep it from getting to close to her, the energy it took to create the water was starting to become a bit much. There were plenty of cars in the parking lot, the brute was smacking them up.

I don't normally create this huge amount of water, but Fritz didn't answer.... She had noticed the water seemed to have some what of an effect, so she decided to continue with it. It's getting closer.... She swallowed, opting to move back behind somebody's car just as it smashed it towards another car, one might have thought her to have died but she had gotten onto the ground just before those two cars collied. She screamed again, trying to crawl under the cars to get away from the brute who smashed the one car and was going towards the second one. She was free from it as the brute smashed down onto the other car, the force of the blast sent her flying into the neighbor car. The brute, it was coming towards her, I should have asked Fritz for a ride home... She sat on the ground, against the car as the brute made it's way towards her.

[As soon as Fritz saves her. By the way, Kris is sitting on the ground with her legs outspread, she likely is bleeding from her head because of a small cut....]

[Fritz Jacobs]

After Kristina had left, Fritz began debating on what exactly he would do now that she was gone. However, that hadn't lasted long as a text popped up about darkness, and was soon followed by a loud scream, and Fritz understood. He launched from his location, his right hand reaching out to grab Oblivion and its sheath before rushing out the door. A few people had peered out in curiosity, sparing a glance as Fritz rushed by with Oblivion on his left side. Fritz rushed down the stairs, almost tripping once before he finally reached the parking lot where he saw quite the scene. A brute was in the parking lot and it was advancing on Kristina, who from what Fritz could see, was injured. Without much thought, Fritz rushed forward towards the hulking mass of darkness, drawing his sword, Oblivion.

Once the creature was in range of Fritz's broadsword, he swung out with a horizontal swing, his blade meeting the brute's waist. The creature shrieked, its head turning to meet the new opponent that had arrived in the parking lot. Fritz drew back, looking at the rather frightening creature in front of him. As the darkness began reading his fears, Fritz could hear the sound of wind and tiny whispers, but he ignored all noise the darkness made. Quickly, Fritz jumped back as a big, black fist slammed into the concrete, causing it to crack. Immediately, he slashed out horizontally again, making a large gash in the creature's wrist, causing it to screech in pain again. A large opened hand came from Fritz's right, causing him to create a shield for only a few moments more of time. Again, Fritz was forced to take a few more steps back as his shield suffered the damage. Fritz's green eyes gazed at the shield as it cracked and eventually shattered to pieces at the unbelievable power of the brute.

That caused Fritz to wince at the though, but he remained vigilant, keeping a tight grip on Oblivion's handle. As the creature began to draw back its hand from the missed attempt, it began to prepare to try and hit Fritz again. Once again, Fritz reeled back as the creature's hand slammed hard into the concrete, sending enough pieces everywhere to force Fritz to make a shield. Immediately after the debris stilled, Fritz made his shield dissolve and swung out in a horizontal swing at the wrists again, this time getting two swings in. The creature's fist was disconnected, turning to a black, ash-like substance like most, if not all, darkness. Another screech sounded from the creature as it swung out with its remaining, but injured arm in an attempt to hit Fritz. Instead of falling back, Fritz ran forward quickly, the hand barely missing as he closed the distant between the fully extended body of the brute and himself. With a single swing upwards, Fritz managed to hit the creature's neck, killing the darkness. Creating a shield, Fritz was able to avoid having the ash-like substance cover a majority of his body.

The black substance fell around him, and fell upon his blue shield which protected him from the mess. Once safe from the mess, Fritz stepped out from under his shield, allowing the ash that was formerly the brute to fall to the ground. He spared a quick glance at Oblivion, finding the sword's blade and hilt covered in the mess, along with his hands. Sheathing the blade, Fritz rushed over to Kristina to make see if she was alright. "KRIS! You okay?" Fritz asked, his body slowly beginning to feel the aftermath of the small battle.