Times Square

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

In a tired part of the city
Hiding from the fast talk
Watch 'Don't walk' to 'Walk'
Easy when you're dreaming
Staring at the movies
Standing in a circle,
Laughing at the wrong time.

If alcohol could take me there.
I'd take a shot a minute
And be there by the hour.

Take a walk around Times Square
With a pistol in my suitcase
And my eyes on the TV.

By day, the junction of Broadway and Seventh Avenue dazzles all the senses. By night, the senses are electrified. Anything could happen between Sixth and Eighth Avenues, from West 40th to West 53rd.

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[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

He gives a low chuckle as he brushes a strand of hair out of her face.

"I have been accused of such before, but I assure you I am flesh."

The last word is a bit drawn out.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

The flinch away from him isn't something she thinks about conciously.

"I touched you. I touched you and I didn't hurt you." Even through the veil the glimmer of tears is visible.

"I h-haven't been able to do that since I was twelve."

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

Where has she been? A convent?!

The veil is bothering him at this point so he lifts it slowly out of the way.

"I am just full of surprises. Marion."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

Marion looks up at him, the tears glittering like crystal in the corners of her eyes. Carefully, she reaches out and touches his hand again. Her figers stroke against the softness of the light fur on his hand and her unguarded expression is one fitted to a much more intimate moment than this.

The noise of the people aroud them brings her back to herself. "I'm sorry. That was... very forward of me. I..." Her throat works as she tries to swallows. "My touch hurts people. Everyone. Except you."

From the expression on her face, she's torn between being terribly embarassed by her own actions and becoming entirely caught up in the sensation of touch.

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

This is almost too easy. I have no idea what she is talking about, but I'll be damned if I'm going to let that stop me.

She wants to know what it feels like to be touched? He is more than willing to show her. Those odd fingers of his brush over her cheek.

Only his father knows what the look on his face means...well and a few lovely ladies back in Germany.

"If you say so."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

Marion trembles beneath his hand, her breath catches in her throat. Her eyelids flutter.

"Kurt. Really. I hurt them. Like... Like you're blue. I pull people into my mind through my touch." Her voice is breathless.

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

He smiles again, then suddenly stands, holding out a hand to her.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

Marion accepts his hand, standing up with him. Even putting her hand in his is so thrilling.

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

Once more he tucks her hand under his arm, keeping her close.

"You should smile, my lovely Marion. If you have received a blessing, then be grateful, not shocked."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

As she finishes standing, the sting of the cuts at her knees causes a momentary frown. "Oh, I am grateful. I am." Not even the ruin of her stockings and the money they cost is able to pull her too far down.

"I'm sorry, Kurt. I ... must look a fright."

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

He jerks, with a start, quickly taking a step away from the voice.

Before he catches himself.

"Taking a look around town. You?"

Still tentative.

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

"I live here." The boy rubs a hand across his smooth, bald head and grins, exposing pale gray teeth. "Sometimes, anyway. You work for a paper?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

Friendly enough.

He's been burned by friendly before.

"No... I'm new in town, actually. Don't have a job yet. What do you recommend I do?"

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

The boy shrugs. "I dunno." His wings extend, then settle back against his shoulders. "There was that other guy who worked for a paper. He gave me a chocolate bar once. He didn't wear a funny mask like you. Y'got any chocolate?"

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

He glances down to her and smiles. To her it might seem a kind expression. To those who know him, it might look like someone just gave him the keys to the Crown Jewels.

"I think you look beautiful."

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

A small shrug. "Sorry, not right now."

Then a head tilt.

"There was another guy you met up here? What was his name?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_steelmagnolia_/]

"R-really?"

Marion looks up at him. How are her eyes so wide when she does that?

"M-my stockings are all torn and I'm bleeding." A pause, "I should find a place to clean up."

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

There is a skittering sound, and the boy turns to pounce, making a small noise of triumph that nearly drowns out the terrified squeak. When he turns around again, he belches and says, "Peter. My name's Irving. What's yours?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

He registers the name, and the reference to Parker.

His eyes don't leave the boy.

"What the shock did you just eat?"

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

Irving puts both hands over his mouth. "A mouse," he mumbles. "Sorry. I know I'm not s'posed to, but I get hungry."

Judging by the state of his clothes, Irving has been relying on getting his own food for quite a while.

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

And here he is without a cent on him to spare.

"Where's your family, Irving?"

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

Irving moves back a few steps, hunching his shoulders as his wings flex back and forth. "Dunno. They weren't home one day." He wipes the back of his hand across his mouth. "You sure you don't got any chocolate?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

Yeah... this is your fantastic, ideal world, Raven.

"No... but if you meet me back here in an hour, I'll have some for you, okay?"

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

Irving squints at him. "Y'promise?"

[fuzzyblue-elf.livejournal.com]

"You wanted to go home, correct? Then let us see you there."

He keeps her walking, though he doesn't know if he's going in the right direction.