conner kent (![]() ![]() @ 2009-12-24 21:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, arthur pendragon, conner kent |
Who: Conner Kent, Open
What: It's Christmas Eve and Conner's out and about.
Where: The Park
When: Christmas Eve
Rating: PG
It was Christmas Eve and Conner was alone.
This wasn’t really new for him. He was used to feeling alone. Feeling like he didn’t belong. He just never understood why it never got any easier. He sat on the ledge of the top of a building, a red scarf around his neck, a black coat on, and his black rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He knew he didn’t need to wear them. Definitely not in this place, but it made him think of the Kents and, as silly as it sounded, less alone. For a time, he’d started to feel like that was where he belonged. With the Kents. With his friends. He thought of Tim, Bart, and Cassie, and he felt his heart sink just a little more before he pushed off the side of the building.
He plummeted for a few seconds, the feel of the wind rushing up against his skin, and he propelled himself upward into the sky. Flying always made him feel alive. He dipped and spun and then slowed toward a float, hands behind his head, and wondered what everyone was doing right now. Had they noticed he was gone?
Okay, the time for depressing thoughts is over, he told himself and descended, touching down at the park. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he began the trek to his new home.