forum Black Marks {Private Rp}

Started May 13, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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Kesari had sworn never to use her magic in this way again, and she'd been true to that. But she didn't have just herself to worry about. Aquarius was trapped here, too, and he had a family that was worried about him. So she threw that aside, the inky black swirling rapidly on her arm as the red glow grew more sinister, her power allowing her full control of the Earth controlling man on the other side.

Aquarius blinked. How was she so powerful? She seemed to be glowing, and the black marks on her arms were writhing and twisting. He kind of envied her. He had no powers. He was weak, and powerless. He had always been jealous of Tempest, with her hydrokinesis, and her voice, and Ford, with his fighting skills, and Bay, wig his peacekeeping. He was just… Aquarius.

Slowly, the wall began to crumble away, revealing a man standing on the other side. His eyes matched Kesari's, glowing a bright red as he lowered the wall. "Aquarius." Kesari grit out, not breaking eye contact from the man. "Restrain him."

Aquarius nodded, breaking from his thoughts, and moved over to the guy. He picked up the rope that had restrained him before and nearly tied the guy up.

As soon as the man was tied up, Kesari released her hold on him, slumping against the wall. She looked pale, and the red in her eyes, if one was looking closely, had taken over just a bit more of the original brown.

“Woah! You okay?” Aquarius knelt down next to her, checking her temperature.

"Fine. We have to keep going." Kesari blinked, looking up at his hand on her forehead. She wanted desperately to lean into his touch, and forget her worries, but she couldn't.

“You don’t seem to be in the right shape to keep moving.” Aquarius sighed, then picked her up. She weighed almost nothing. “Damn, do you ever eat?” He muttered.

"I'm too busy." Kesari said, wiggling in his arms to try and get him to let her down. "Aquarius, I can walk. I've done more on less energy before."

“No,” he said, distracted. “I’m not putting you down.” He tightened his grip in her.

"Aquarius." She complained, ceasing her movement. It admittedly felt nice to be carried, but she was supposed to be focusing about getting them out.

“That’s my name,” he said, smirking, not looking at her. He moved quickly down the hall.

She groaned, but rested her head against his chest. Might as well take the opportunity to re-charge, I guess. "Yu don't have to carry me." She said quietly.

“Yes, I do,” he said, smiling slightly.

"And why's that?" She asked, looking up at him.

“Well,” he said, shifting her up slightly, “I am a siren. We need physical touch.”

"Physical touch for what? I'd like to know what I'm being used for."

He smirked, looking at her for the first time. “I was joking. Don’t worry. I just want to carry you.”

She rolled her eyes, settling in his arms. "Why? I was under the impression that you weren't too happy about being shackled to me by the universe."

“The universe has had it against me pretty much since I was born.”

"So I was right." Kesari ignored the pain in her heart, turning her eyes down to watch the walls pass. "Why carry me, then? I could very easily just walk."

“Because you’re…” he stopped, listening. “Do you hear that?”

She used the opportunity to slip out of his arms, swaying on her feet a bit. "Maybe. What is that?"