viva_vegas_grls (viva_vegas_grls) wrote in vivavampvegas, @ 2010-08-04 10:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | brenna kellerman, draven leroux |
You Can Stand Under My Umbrella
Who: Brenna and Draven
Where: Streets of Vegas
When: Early Afternoon - August 2
Brenna walked the pavement beneath a shower of rain that was starting to drench her outfit and wet her long blond hair. Arms were wrapped loosely around her waist as she moved with the falling rain mixing with her tears to stain her cheeks. This was probably the hardest day for the future!kid of Bronte and Grant Kellerman to deal with ever since she had travelled back to the time and place in the past. In this time she had her parents, though they were a younger version of the folks she had known. But what this place lacked was the boyfriend she had been involved with for almost a year. And though they had shared many a happy times together the moments that continued to stand out in her mind the past couple of days was the last time they saw each other. Which was as far from sunshine and roses as one could get.
Recently... Draven had barely been around. He'd had a scare where the government almost figured out where he and Project 27 were, and because of that, he decided to stay under the radar until he got word that they had moved on.
So tonight, leaving the girl under the watchful eye of a slayer he'd recently befriended, the young mutant decided to go patrol the streets, hoping to either get to fight something or charm someone. Whichever came first.
However, he was NOT expecting to see that stunning young woman he'd met at Avarice II a few weeks back. When he started to approach her, he noted the tears in her eyes, and decided that this time? Maybe the charm wasn't quite what was needed. She looked like she needed a friend.
"Hey there, pretty lady... what's with the tears?"
"You wouldn't understand." Brenna looked to the man when her feet stopped moving leaving only the span of a few short feet between the two. Very few people would. Most hearing that she was from a future time and place would instantly take to the assumption that Brenna wasn't playing with a full deck.
"You'd be surprised by the things I'd understand. VERY surprised." After all... he was a mutant who was protecting an extremely dangerous little girl who was a government experiment. What could be much harder to believe than that?
"If you talk to me... I promise to at least give anything you say honest thought, and not just disbelieve..."
Brenna looked up into the darkened skies as if only now realizing that the sky had opened up to shower down on the city. The rain sprinkled her face washing away those fallen tears she couldn't help shed. "I'm not crazy or a bad person." Brenna told him when her eyes, red from the release of her tears, lowered to level with Draven's once more.
"Hey... nobody said you are. And like I said... you wouldn't even believe some of the things I could tell YOU."
He reached over, trying to brush away the few tears the newly falling rain couldn't seem to.
"Seriously... talk to me. Tell me what's going on."
"I'm not from here." Brenna told him. "Not from this place." Sighing a bit as she tried brushing away damp strands of blond that seemed to be plastered to her face.
"I'm not either..." He said, not REALLY catching her meaning. "I mean, I was born in New Orleans, supposedly. Grew up... well... that's another story. So where are you from then?"
He arched an eyebrow, at this point ready to believe whatever she said. That kind of raw emotion, that kind of sadness... couldn't come from a made-up place.
"I mean." she sniffed and managed to tuck the damp loose strands behind her ears, "I not from this place. I was born in the year 2002." Sure she was taking a chance here in trying to explain her origins, but Draven had seemed to trust her at their first meeting, and Brenna was trying to do the same here. She just hoped it wouldn't all explode in her face and end up having the man think she was a teen who needed professional help.
Well. She might have expected a few different reactions, but likely none like the one she got. He merely blinked twice, then shrugged. "I was raised in a military facility where I had experiments done to me in order to hone and control my ability to harness and use energy. We all have messed up origins SOMEWHERE."
"But you were never told you were a selfish, messed up bitch." Brenna heaved in a deep breath to try and keep her emotions from overflowing again. Those were pretty much the last words she heard from Tyler before she hurried off to catch the passage to this time and place before her world ceased to exist.
"Ouch. No... can't say I've been told that. If it helps? While I don't know you well enough to make any real judgement yet..." And he made a point of emphasizing the 'yet', "I'd like to. Because when I see you... all I see is a beautiful young woman who's had a rough go of it. And believe me... I'm an expert on things like that."
Brenna smiled weakly swiping the rims of her eyes to rid them of the tears that welled once more. "You always seem to know the right thing to say, Mister Leroux." Their first encounter he had been the mysterious, charming stranger, and now he was trying to be all understanding. And all that was doing was making the man more intriguing to Brenna.
Oh yeah. Draven had more layers than an onion. Anyway, he just offered her a lazy smile and another shrug. "What can I say? There's a lot to learn about me. Some good, some bad.... none uninteresting."
"You are the most intriguing man I've ever met, Draven." Brenna admitted. And that really was saying a lot as the teen found most to be bore-some with only one interest when it came to girls.
"Just don't ever take it personally if you don't... see me for a while. I have a major responsibility that always has to be my first priority, over anything for myself." He warned, having had several people tire of his varying disappearing acts.
"I know. That girl you told me about." Brenna really hadn't been expecting the man to put her before anything else. They barely knew each other, after all. And while she did enjoy his company, Brenna also knew he had priorities that lay elsewhere.
"You have to understand... she's in even a more disturbing predicament than I am. They did experiments on her from infancy. She's... unstable. Like a bomb waiting to go off. And she has more power than any of us could fathom." He actually looked a odd mix of worried for the girl... and worried for everyone ELSE.
"You really don't have to explain." Though Brenna was touched that he was attempting to. "I should be going anyway, and you are probably needing to get back to the girl."
"Yeah..." He sighed, knowing she was right. "27 tends to go a little... frantic if I'm gone too long." A habit he had to break her of, if he was ever to have any kind of life. "Will I see you again?"
"I don't think this city is that big for that not to happen." Brenna smiled faintly. She wasn't about to disillusion herself that they'd see each other again in the very near future considering his obligations to the girl he only referred to as 27. He did though have her number, at least she had given the number to her cell, whether he had retained it or not she wouldn't know. And he would probably know where to find her if he was really wanting to see her. Avarice II was probably the place Brenna spent most of her time at outside her house.
"Well. As long as I know you're serious about wanting to meet up again sometime..." He smirked in that roguish way, running a hand through his hair. "Maybe I won't be as nervous about finally calling you then."
"I've been wanting that since the first time I meet you." Brenna smiled softly in return. He had often entered her thoughts since their first encounter. Draven Leroux wasn't a man that was easily forgotten about.
"Well then, my dear..." He took her hand, bringing it to his lips all the while never breaking eye contact, "Consider it done. I never forget a pretty face. And gorgeous ones like yours? Well... I'd be a fool not to call."
Brenna was quite mesmerized by the gentlemanly gesture. The teens gaze never faltering from Draven's as Brenna took that single step closer. With the rain still sprinkling down upon them the blond tipped up on her toes to kiss him. His scent was inhaled as her mouth meet his. It was a daring move, but Brenna had been so consumed with in the moment, and she wasn't sure if she'd actually see him again even though he had said that would happen. She wanted to know what it would be like to kiss him. What his lips felt and tasted like. Even if this would be the one and only time, Brenna wanted to experience it. Be able to savor the moment and sear it into her memory.
Even after all that had happened to him in his short life... Draven found he could still be surprised. After all... that kiss? NOT at all what he'd been expecting. Still... he kissed her back, one hand moving to cradle the back of her head as the other moved to the small of her back. Damn... this girl was actually a HELL of a good kisser...
A hand moved to each shoulder when she felt her kiss being reciprocated and was drawn in, and against the man. It was all she had expected it to be and more. His lips were soft, and the way he kissed her back was gentle, though she could feel the heat behind it. Everything surrounding them was completely forgotten as Brenna found herself being completely consumed by the locking of lips.
After a bit, he actually felt himself damn the fact that he needed to breathe, because he could have gone on FOREVER like that. After breaking the kiss, he cupped her chin, and winked at her, his voice low, soft, and soothing. "Now... hopefully that gave you something to chase those tears away. No matter what happened in the past, girl.... from this point on you got me in your life. I can't promise what that's going to mean, but I'll always be here for you in one way or another. Got it?"
With a soft smile Brenna caught a breath once the kiss had been broken. Brenna really didn't care what would happen from this point on. If she only saw him on those rare occasions in the future she would take them. She wasn't expecting him now to place her above all other things. Brenna knew that wouldn't, and couldn't, be a consideration.
"You just be careful." Brenna cautioned him. She was falling hard for Draven and if something happened to him it would be another devastation that would happen to her all too soon. One that she might not be able to handle.
"I will. You do the same, please. Last thing I need is to have to be worried about someone ELSE now..." He added with a hint of playfulness, backing away with his arms outstretched and charmingly blowing her a kiss as he backed up. Yeeeeaaaaah. Think this guy had been damn-near a professional charmer?
Brenna stood there with a lingering smile as the rain continued to fall down on her watching Draven move away from her. She would remain there statue like until he disappeared from her sight. And it wasn't a thought until Draven was no longer in the vicinity that had Brenna hoping she wouldn't catch some kind of cold by being out in the rain for such a length of time.