"Hey," Alec says softly. He's got bits of sparklepire in his hair and on his black jumpsuit. They'd been sending him against a lot of Edward Stus lately because he was strong enough to take the granite punches they threw.
This time it was a Harry Potter crossover, where he and Harry were destined lovers and that Harry was a pixie. It was a strange one.
"That's the sword your brother gave you, isn't it?"
"Hey." Phoenix is used to teleportative comings and goings, Alec doesn't make him jump exactly, but he does feel a bit of a twit.
"Hum. Yes.." He weighs the sword again in his hand. "I'd rather like a Bul'Cha, but Drake says I can't have one until I'm not such a... " He doesn't use Drakus's actual words, which were 'fucking pansy'. "Wimp." Phoenix concludes sheepishly.
"You have...twinkly stuff.." He gently brushes his fingers through Alec's hair.
He snorts. "I'd like to kill that author who thought turning Harry Potter into a fucking pansy fairy, sadly I can't."
Alec shakes his head, sending sparkles every which way. "You sirrah, are not a wimp by the way. It's only circumstances that prevent you from doing fighty stuff not lack of will. Like Locke! If he didn't end up on the Island he'd be stuck in his wheelchair unable to do cool hunty stuff."
"Poor JK." Being fascinated by alternate realities, and coming from a natural nexus, Phoenix deals with all that in this exact way. "One can't help feeling sorry for the real authors."
"Locke? Who? I don't think I'd like to be to be marooned." Pleased by Alec's faith in him, but now confused, Phoenix frowns at the sword and considers putting it back in its drawer.
[[ooc: XD Lets go properly meta for this? Haven't really had the chance so far!]]
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This time it was a Harry Potter crossover, where he and Harry were destined lovers and that Harry was a pixie. It was a strange one.
"That's the sword your brother gave you, isn't it?"
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"Hum. Yes.." He weighs the sword again in his hand. "I'd rather like a Bul'Cha, but Drake says I can't have one until I'm not such a... " He doesn't use Drakus's actual words, which were 'fucking pansy'. "Wimp." Phoenix concludes sheepishly.
"You have...twinkly stuff.." He gently brushes his fingers through Alec's hair.
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Alec shakes his head, sending sparkles every which way. "You sirrah, are not a wimp by the way. It's only circumstances that prevent you from doing fighty stuff not lack of will. Like Locke! If he didn't end up on the Island he'd be stuck in his wheelchair unable to do cool hunty stuff."
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"Locke? Who? I don't think I'd like to be to be marooned." Pleased by Alec's faith in him, but now confused, Phoenix frowns at the sword and considers putting it back in its drawer.
[[ooc: XD Lets go properly meta for this? Haven't really had the chance so far!]]
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