(2016-05-11) Ares Has Issues
Ares Has Issues
Summary: Another altercation between Grayson and Daxton with Oliver and Felicia stuck in the middle, literally.
Date: 2016-05-11
Related: Attack on Ares
NPCs: Players go below, other chars that deserve mention can be listed here
Scene Runner: Who ran this scene, NA if no-one or mutual
Players:
daxton..grayson..felicia..oliver..

After being probed and prodded all day yesterday, and a full night of observation, they've decided to let the speedster good. He's sitting in his room, dressed and rubbing on the bandage they have on his hand where he ripped off the IV yesterday. it's all still slightly confusing to Daxton. He remembers bits and pieces from yesterday, but that's what the Time Fugue does to him. It's part of why it's so scary. The teens feet kick as he waits for one of the nurses to give him the ok to go, his hand going from the bandage to his side with the other bandage, much smaller. They said they couldn't find anything in his system, they believe the Old Man took blood. Which is almost as terrifying.

Sadly Felicia wasn't considered injured enough to get out of classes today. Though she did get out of PE, which considering she actually likes that class is a mixed blessing. It does give her a chance to come check on Dax's progress though, so there is that. Now that some of the swelling has gone down a splint has been put across her nose, though her eyes are even blacker now, and the forehead bandage is still there. "Hey, you're up!" this is good news. She takes in his clothed state "They letting you out?"

Daxton turns, hand dropping form his side, "Yeah, they are-Holt shit, Felicia!" He stands up and takes a step towards her, "Are you ok?" He doesn't remember her getting hurt! Or never saw it! Even with the worry for her , his voice has a subdued tone to it. Like he's been agreeing to anything anyone says all morning.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Felicia answers readily enough. "You should see the other guy." not that the other guy was hurt or anything but that is the standard answer in situations like this. There is some shuffling from foot to foot, she usually isn't this fidgety…at least not in a nervy way "I have something to tell you, but you gotta promise not to go running off or freaking out." she knows that despite any promise he gives it will probably happen anyway, but it's not in her to keep this kind of thing from friends.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Felicia answers readily enough. "You should see the other guy." not that the other guy was hurt or anything but that is the standard answer in situations like this. There is some shuffling from foot to foot, she usually isn't this fidgety…at least not in a nervy way "I have something to tell you, but you gotta promise not to go running off or freaking out." she knows that despite any promise he gives it will probably happen anyway, but it's not in her to keep this kind of thing from friends.

Daxton's not sure which one was the other guy, so he just nods, concern still on his face. The fidgeting is noting , not helping his own nerves. The speedster's frown deepens, "What?" Not exactly a promise, but it's what he's offering.

That's probably the best Felicia can hope for so she goes with it. Looking out the door she steps further into the room, sliding the door closed. That can't be good. "We were told not to tell you. Faculty was quite insistent on that fact." but that's a load of BS as far as Felicia is concerned. She lowers her tone, even though the door is closed. She is taking all the necessary precautions not to be over heard, "The Old Guy, we managed to capture him. He is in lockdown."

Do the words not register? Daxton stares at her, his eyes slightly dull still from everything. Instead of saying anything the speedster just takes a step backwards and sits down on the bed. he licks his lips, like he's going to say something, but then nods and looks down at the floor, not able to keep eye contact any longer. Last person he tried to open up to, to share anything told him to man up. So now he's trying. "Okay."

Felicia just stares at him a moment, all sign of nervousness gone now that she has told him "Okay?" she questions in disbelief "I tell you the one of the guys that is responsible for making for life hell is in custody and all you got for me is okay?" well if Dax can't be indignant, she is fully capable to being that for him.

Daxton's eyes flicker up, not quite to Felicia's face, and then they go back down to the tile floor. "Yeah…okay." He shifts on the mattress, his grip is white knuckled, but he's trying to not rage. "I'll…deal with it."

Felicia hasn't quite grasped what the whole lack of eye contact is about, she just knows there are times he is better at it than others. She'll get it eventually. Her hand lifts briefly, put she realizes what she is going and her hand drops. "You'll deal with it?" she doesn't like the sound of that. "Wanna try that one again?" she is trying for patience but isn't quite hitting the mark.

The mattress creaks under the pressure his fingers are putting on it. His head turns away from her, and now the tension from his hands is creeping into his arms and shoulders. "Yes, I will." He swallows, "They want me to be a soldier, I'll be a soldier." How can someone's voice be filled with anger and hollow at the same time?

The sigh is held back, instead Felicia paces back and forth a few times before stopping to look at him once more "No. /We/ will." okay the tone is a bit foreboding, and she maybe regretting tell him this soon after the attack, but too late now. "They attacked Anna and Derek, this isn't just your fight anymore, it's ours." no mention of an attack on her. So how did she get a broken face?

Daxton winces, his teammates were attacked, hurt, because of him. He can guess how she got hurt, and it's not helping. "No. It's not that simple, Felicia." The vibrating is starting, the poor bed. "You don't want to do this. Don't go down this path." What path is he talking about? He swallows, trying to calm himself but it doesn’t seem to be helping, "They're killers. I remember that much."

And that guess would probably be wrong. "Yeah, everything is complicated. I get it." Felicia glances out the room window, putting on a smile and waving to the nurse glancing in. Nothing to see here. Nope your patient isn't planning on doing something stupid. Not at all. Once the nurse moves along, she stops faking it "This isn't about what is wanted or needed Dax, this is about what is right." she snorts about the path thing. "I'm on a lot of paths I probably didn't want to go down, why not take another." those two arguments are going to convince her to back off "And you are one, they are many. You can…shouldn't do this on your own." quick word change there, can't makes it more of a challenge.

He's only one, but Unit 23? There's a team that is aware of pain and death. Not Anna screaming and crying every time anything happens. Instead of answering what she's said, Dax looks at a small crack in the floor, vaguely wondering if it was there before he came in. He feels like he makes cracks in everything, "I've been dreaming about guns lately. How to clean the, assemble them, but they feel like in my hand when they're shot. Aiming." His jaw works itself, his voice going hollow again, "Bones breaking…they sound different, depending on the bone…the angle…I think I did horrible things, Felicia. You don't want to be like me."

Felicia sits down next to him for the moment, otherwise she is going to pace a hole in floor. Something is off there too, she doesn't sink down as far as she usually does on soft, cushy surfaces, hardly at all really. "Repressed memories swimming up from your subconscious." at least that is something she knows a bit about "Not surprising that it is guns." at least not to her, not knowing what she has learned so far. The mention of bones breaking has her lifting a hand to gently touch her splinted nose "What kind…" she starts the question but then shakes her head "Ya know, it doesn't matter. What matters is that you aren't that you anymore. They can't control you, can't make you do those bad things anymore." at least she hopes that is the case. She doesn't touch that don't be like me thing, mostly because she doesn’t think that is possible.

Daxton is dressed and sitting on the edge of his bed, hands gripping the mattress hard. Felicia is next to him. Blue eyes are downcast and he's vibrating hard, like he's trying to not move. "Can't they? He dropped me pretty quickly." He takes a deep, but ragged breath and his voice changes from hopeless to scared, "I went to that endless place…it's awful. It feels like years…" He lets go of the mattress to unconsciously fiddle with his watch.

Felicia is quite a long moment as she goes over yesterday's encounter in her head "I think he may have tried." she isn't sure of course she would have to experience that a few more times to be sure. Something she doesn't relish doing "But you fought it off." there was nothing normal about the situation so it's hard for her to say "Yeah, no one," she gestures out into the main area where the docs and nurses are "could figure out what was wrong with you. Tabs finally did though." she'll give credit where it is due "And managed to snap you out of it." she starts to ask more about it, but thinks better of it for now.

Grayson makes his way into the medical bay. He walks past a few nurses and marches straight to where Felicia and Daxton are. When he arrives, he folds his arms over his chest and looks at Daxton. "So what happened?" he asks, flatly.

Did he? Or did he just fall over? It's all kind of a blur. Dax's leg starts to bounce. "I guess it makes sense…grounds me." His leg slows as he realizes, "It's why Pulse said for me to have a watch…" Point for Unit 23. He glances in the direction of the door, which leads his gaze to land of Grayson. That doesn't last along and his eyes drop to the other boy's hands. "I'm fine, thanks." While Dax isn't aware of Grayson's visit last night, their last encounter wasn't the best.

"You mean the steady ticking noise?" Felicia questions, "Yeah it was dead quiet in here. No one would like that." she certainly wouldn't and she doesn't have the same sensory issues that he has. Grayson's brusque, straight to the point entrance has her looking up at him, her nose splinted now and the bandage still on her forehead…"Really," she is about to continue, but her filter seems to be working a little bit better than usual so the chiding of Grayson over his lack of social skills is arrested "We were attacked." she will start with a simple explanation and then work her way up to more details depending on how much Dax wants to reveal.

Grayson looks at Daxton, "I didn't ask," he notes, about him being fine. Back to Felicia, he continues, "Attacked by who? Are they still out there? What did they want? What powers did they use against you?" He looks at Daxton again, "Why is the whole world out to turn you into a headache for the rest of us?"

Daxton nods to Felicia, "Yeah…The noise is good." The speedster's jaw tightens at Grayson's aggression and he stands up, "You really are a dick. Does it come naturally, or do you practice it?"

Woah, who order the first degree and is it possible for Felicia to send it back and get a refund. Of course what else should she expect from Mr. Social Awkward Grayson.

This late morning has Dax up and dressed waiting in his room for his release. Felicia is there, and more surprising is Grayson's appearance. What isn't surprising is that the two teen boys look about three wrong words from a throw down, though in this case Dax might be looking a bit more agitated than Grayson, but don't quote the narrator on that.

The teenage titan's eyes, which are really bruised up now and she is sporting a nose splint now that the swelling has gone down, move between the two guys "Guys," she says as she bounces up from her seat on the bed "Not the time or the place." and she really isn't capable of taking a punch right now if she has to throw herself between to swinging teen boys.

Between classes, Oliver decided to stop in and see how Daxton was doing. Last night was…messy, but he wanted to check in on his friend. There's a look of surprise when he peeks into the room and sees that the other is awake, "Yay! You're awake!" is cheered before he notices that Grayson is there and that there's a bit of tension in the room. "Uhm. So. What's going on?"

Grayson doesn't take his eyes off Grayson. "It's natural," he responds to the other boy. "Now tell me, why are you the center of everything bad that's happening to my team?" He stands firm. "Once a week, my teammates are here," referring to the infirmary, "because of you or people attacking you. I want answers." He cocks an eyebrow, "So who attacked you, why, and are they still out there?"

Daxton is definitely aggravated. He doesn't move his gaze from Grayson's hands, but his chin lifts slightly, defiantly. "Good to know you care about someone besides yourself." The speedsters own hands clench, "I tried to talk to you, you asshole. Your response was to 'man up', so you don't get answers now. Fuck off."

Well the two guys might miss Oliver's entrance, but Felicia doesn't it. She shoots him an apologetic look at what he has walked in on. As to what is going on, she figures that part is obvious so doesn't state it.

"Once a week?" Felicia just gives Grayson a WTF look. This is only the second time she has been her and the first time was the Glitter Flu before Dax even showed up. Though she will readily admit that she and members of the team have gotten detentions for that reason…or similar ones. Grayson's and Dax's aggression and them ignoring her initial plea, this isn't going to go well at all.

Oliver looks between Daxton and Grayson before he glances to Felicia and seems to ask, 'What do I do?'. He's not sure if he should let the two duke it out finally or intervene. He scrunches up his face for a moment before he moves to step between the two. "Ok. Stop. Just…stop. We're going to sit here and talk this out, even if it means we all miss class and get more detentions." Not that he's a terribly impressive obstacle.

Grayson grits his teeth, not pleased. He doesn't say anything, instead, just waiting. He holds his ground.

Between Fel's pleads and Oliver physically getting between them, Dax's gaze darts off to the bed he was on. He doesn't move either, besides the opening and closing of his fists.

Oliver is shot a grateful look from Felicia. She wasn't sure what to do either. Especially when one is her friend and one is well a teammate at the least. She looks between Dax and Grayson "Are you two done now?" she asks sounding a little irritated herself "Two things need to happen here. One. Grayson, you need to stop laying blame all on Daxton. It's not his fault he has crazy, whack jobs after him." that's totally Derek, Anna's and Felicia's fault for rescuing him in the first place. And she isn't going to apologize for that "And last I knew I had free will. He isn't forcing us to help him…the other way around actually." because friends help each other. "If you had crazy, whack jobs after you I would do the same thing." and she says that with actual sincerity. She would do that. She then turns to Daxton "And two. Don't let him goad you like that. Don't give him what he wants man."

Oliver does his best to stay between the two, but he lets Felicia do the talking for now. This is a team issue…sort of, but it's also an issue between his friends. He'll interject if he feels that it needs it, but for now he'll stay a physical barrier.

Oliver does his best to stay between the two, but he lets Felicia do the talking for now. This is a team issue…sort of, but it's also an issue between his friends. He'll interject if he feels that it needs it, but for now he'll stay a physical barrier.

Oliver is shot a grateful look from Felicia. She wasn't sure what to do either. Especially when one is her friend and one is well a teammate at the least. She looks between Dax and Grayson "Are you two done now?" she asks sounding a little irritated herself "Two things need to happen here. One. Grayson, you need to stop laying blame all on Daxton. It's not his fault he has crazy, whack jobs after him." that's totally Derek, Anna's and Felicia's fault for rescuing him in the first place. And she isn't going to apologize for that "And last I knew I had free will. He isn't forcing us to help him…the other way around actually." because friends help each other. "If you had crazy, whack jobs after you I would do the same thing." and she says that with actual sincerity. She would do that. She then turns to Daxton "And two. Don't let him goad you like that. Don't give him what he wants man."'

Grayson answers Felicia, without taking his eyes off Daxton. "He's attracting trouble. At some point, it's gonna follow him here. To ALL of us. If I'm gonna be at risk because of him, I wanna know why."

There it is. Dax's eyes stay on the bed, but his head shakes slowly. "I'm attracting trouble? God, you really are an ass." His hand twitches, but instead of curling up into a fist again, it rubs his right side, where Old Man stabbed him with the needle. "Shit, I already said I'd stay the fuck away from you. Do you want me to quit the team too? Leave the school?" Those are really his only options.

Oliver's eyes flick over to Grayson, "Wait, seriously? You're dating someone who is probably and Alien and you're worried about -Daxton- bringing trouble to you?" Even as he says this, his 'Oliver' form fades, leaving the purple-scaled, glowy-eyed form that he's decided is his base Alien look. "Seriously? You're at a school for people with powers and you're concerned about -one-?" He looks back to Daxton, "

Oliver's eyes flick over to Grayson, "Wait, seriously? You're dating someone who is probably and Alien and you're worried about -Daxton- bringing trouble to you?" Even as he says this, his 'Oliver' form fades, leaving the purple-scaled, glowy-eyed form that he's decided is his base Alien look. "Seriously? You're at a school for people with powers and you're concerned about -one-?" He looks back to Daxton, "No one is saying that. You're not going anywhere." Back to Grayson, he asks, his tone quiet and trying to be gentle, "Why do you think he

"He's not a magnet. And he isn't carrying signs or running ads saying "Here I am. Attack me!" Felicia says "And it's already followed him here. But again, not his fault." she gives a sigh "I don't recall anyone asking you to risk yourself Grayson?" she narrows her eyes a bit "Or is that what this is about? Are you upset because he didn't ask you? Include you?" that makes sense, to her at least. And explains the attitude about the whole thing.

There is a look to Daxton at his questions and then to Grayson, but she doesn't expect a real answer to them.

Oliver's eyes flick over to Grayson, "Wait, seriously? You're dating someone who is probably and Alien and you're worried about -Daxton- bringing trouble to you?" Even as he says this, his 'Oliver' form fades, leaving the purple-scaled, glowy-eyed form that he's decided is his base Alien look. "Seriously? You're at a school for people with powers and you're concerned about -one-?" He looks back to Daxton, "No one is saying that. You're not going anywhere." Back to Grayson, he asks, his tone quiet and trying to be gentle, "Why do you think he's such a threat to you?" Felicia's words get another glance and a nod, "If you want to be included, then you need to say something. And…not push everyone away. I know that it's not easy and it's easier to be alone, but is that what you really want? To be alone all the time?"

Grayson scowls a bit harder at Daxton, "That's how you man up? By quitting?" He opens his mouth to say more, but then Felicia and Oliver have at him. He closes his lips, gritting his teeth again. When Felicia accuses him of being mad he wasn't included, his fingers twitch, and he finally glances at her. "…No!" he says, eyes glancing from her face to her shoes and back, but when they return to her eyes, his own eyes aren't nearly so angry. There's almost a bit of a kicked puppy to them, but then he looks at Oliver, and the anger is back. "I'm not threatened by him!" he snaps.

Daxton's finally agitated enough that he looks at Grayson again, angry baffled, "For fuck's sake, what the hell am I supposed to do? You've pointed out everyone is getting hurt and it's my fault. What the fuck am I supposed to do?!?" His hand goes from his side to his watch, fidgeting as Felicia probably nails part of the problem on the head. "I didn't plan this. We were going to the skate park, they jumped us. I don't drag people into my problems." He tries not to, and gets yelled at for it. Oliver gets a glance, how can he not when he turns into an alien. His jaw tightens, but he'll not argue with the alien. He doesn't need anyone's permission to leave. Even if it's in the middle of the night, so he doesn’t get yelled at more. Screw that. Gray's anger, even directed at Oli, has the speedster's fists curling again. "You're certainly acting like it."

Well Oliver turning into an alien is distracting, but Oliver's point is a valid one. Though she would have phrased it differently. When the Ollie-Alien backs her hypothesis and Grayson reacts in that guilty/puppy dog fashion Felicia's brow raise "That's it!" she isn't happy about the realization, actually she feels kinda bad now. She has a very low guilt threshold and it is easy to hit. She is probably close to apologizing when Daxton goes ballistic again, "Hey keep your voices down, you are going to get the staff in here and we will all get more detentions." yeah Felicia not wanting a detention, there is a first. "If you want something Grayson, you need to speak up." she glances between Dax and Oliver "But we should have, or at least I should have been more inclusive." for some strange reason she kinda feels like the leader of the Ares pack, whether she actually is or not.

Oliver stays an alien for the moment…as if it's to make some sort of point. Even he's not entirely sure what it is, but it seemed right at the time. "Guys, take a moment. Breathe." That's all he's going to say though, as Felicia seems to hit the nail on the head there. This might be more of a team matter so he's going to step back…although not physically. Not yet.

Grayson looks angry and a little flustered. He continues to glare at Daxton until all he can muster is an angry repeat of, "I'm not threatened by you!" He huffs, turning to Felicia, "That's not…! I didn't…! Argh! Bye, Felicia." And he spins on his heels, marching toward the door.

Felicia gets a 'seriously?' look from the speedster. How is he the bad guy here? Dax huffs back at Grayson, throwing up his hands and turning away to sit down on the bed, he's still sore from the whole ordeal. He stares at his shoes, the soles already starting to wear off. Hands gripping the mattress again go white knuckled. It may not seem it, but he's trying to stay calm.

Felicia isn't exactly sure where to go from here. Two hot-heads that need to cool off. If there was a bell she would be ringing it to send the fighters back to their corners. "Take all the moments." she says in agreement with Oliver. When Grayson turns on her and sputters at her, she looks at him maybe with some confusion, especially considering she is the only one he said bye too. Weird that.

Daxton's look is met with a 'What' look. She doesn't know what she did to get it, but it’s a whatever moment since Grayson is departing in a huff. "Well that was wizard." she says in frustration of the whole situation.

Oliver looks from Felicia to Daxton to the departing Grayson. That could have gone better…it could have gone worse. After a moment, he offers, "Let me go after him." He tries to offer a smile, but it's kind of tenuous…and full of sharp teeth, at the moment. Maybe not the most reassuring.

Grayson isn't stopped, so he just heads out the door.

Daxton definitely doesn't stop the water boy. In fact the teen doesn't react to either Oli or Fel's comments either. What can he say?

There is a nod to Oliver the teeth gets a weird look but she waves as he departs then turns to Dax "Come on." she tells him "Let's see if you can leave already and then hit the gym." nothing like a good workout to releive pent up aggression and tension.

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