10003/We Need To Talk. Again.

We Need To Talk. Again.
Date of Scene:	11 November 2019
Location:	Andrea's Room (East Halls), Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Andrea and Jay have a talk about Friday Night and the kiss! Then spend the evening talking, sharing music and generally being sappy.
Cast of Characters:	Icarus, Rage

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Icarus has posed:
Monday. Classes were out because it was a holiday in the United States. However, plenty of students were still on the premises because it was one most of them didn't understand or care about. Rather sad really.

Jay actually came out of his room for the first time all weekend. The only person who had gotten in during his self-imposed isolation was his brother. Admittedly, his brother cheated and had threatened to come in even if it was locked and Jay thought it better if the door didn't get blasted down. The concept of any other method of entry had not entered his mind at the time he heard the threat.

Now he was in his room again but this time, the door was sitting open. He was on his bed, back to the headboard, the acoustic guitar in his lap and a notepad in front of him. It was one Andrea had left there and he was fiddling with something, making a note with a pencil on the pages.

Rage has posed:
Having left him alone the rest of the weekend, Andrea has been quiet herself, save her talk with Sam the next day when he summoned her. She passed out some birthday presents to Bean this morning, had breakfast, then went for a walk. Without class, she has been finding herself unsure what to do with the rest of the day, but in the back of her head, the idea that Jay hasn't spoken with her, or anyone else, is nagging at her.

As she heads down the hall, dressed in thigh high black boots, a black skirt and a hot pink tank top. She looks pretty stylish this morning, having decided not to opt into her usual jeans and a sweater. As she peeks into Jay's room, she gives the doorframe a gentle knock.

"Hey, Jay. Do you want me to bring you any food?"

Icarus has posed:
Hearing the knock, Jay raised his head. Upon seeing who it was, he sat up a little straighter as he shook his head negatively. "Nah, just had a sandwich and potato salad so I'm good."

He looks at her outfit, a little surprised at the boots as they are not a common look he's seen outside clubs or the like. "You look great today," he says honestly. He reaches down to pick up the notebook. "Hope you don't mind. I found something in here and sort of started playing with it. Tweaked it a little. Want to see?"

Rage has posed:
"Thanks. I had a photoshoot super early this morning. Sunrise for my new album cover. I'll show you some pictures if you want to see it, maybe help me pick one out." Andrea says as she walks inside, blowing her hair away from her face. "You are tweaking my poetry, huh?" She says with a grin on her face. "I don't mind. I use that journal for streams of thoughts when I'm in a moment or two. I've been using it for years." Heading into his room, she slides on to his bed and scoots up next to him.

Icarus has posed:
"I used a blank page," Jay says in his defense. "I didn't touch your actual work. Just tooke the bones you had and added a little more to it. Sort of made it...ours I guess."

He looks a little embarassed now that he thinks about it and he pushes the notebook over to her. "I'm sure you would've done a dozen times better. And that hook you had over about seven pages before, the notes you had? I thought it fit well with it."

He plucked out the tune on the guitar. "Just lined it up with the chorus and...just hope you like it. I thought it kind of fit us both."

Rage has posed:
Getting comfortable with her back on the wall as she sits on his bed, Andrea takes the journal from him and starts to read. Realization dawns on just which song she was working on earlier and abandoned. Her entire posture droops and she curls her fingers into the book a bit tighter.

He can probably feel her breath catch in her throat as her eyes move through the lyrics. Biting on her bottom lip, she continues to read and read, tapping her fingers lightly along the sides of the journal, as if she was trying to imagine how it would be sung with the added context.

"Oh, Jay.." She says in a tight voice, glancing at him with glassy eyes. "It's way better than what I came up with. This.. is just.. ripping me apart at the core. This is so... /so/ good.. and .. " She passes the book to him, then reaches up to wipe at her eyes.

Icarus has posed:
"Aw man, don't cry," Jay says, all worried and uncomfortable now. He moves the guitar to the side and reaches up a hand to try and wipe away her tears. "You had most of the lyrics already. I just tweaked a few words here or there. I could tell you were writing about Mason."

He isn't afraid of saying the name but the next one is harder for him to say outloud. "It fit about Julia too though. So I thought about it and moved things some and just feel like it's both of us now. Or where we've been."

He smiles gently. "I just hoped you'd like it. Not cry."

Rage has posed:
The moment he tells her not to cry, Andrea starts to cry as she chokes out on a sob. She curls herself into him, throwing her arms about him as she buries her face into his shoulder.

"I wrote that song on a day that I was at my lowest point in my life, and it was a song that was a total lie. The lyrics are a lie. I was writing about someone that didn't even exist." She says as she gives a loud sniff.

"This is a song about real love. It was never my song." She says as she lifts her head up to look into his eyes, her eyes so weak. "This is your song, Jay. Every word of it is your song. You actually experienced this. This is real for you. I never had what you did. I never did."

Icarus has posed:
As soon as she is leaning in, Jay pulls her closer, arms wrapped around her and cradling her gently. He folds his wings around as well, knowing she likes that comfort in them, the warmth and softness. "Shush now. You did experience love. If was just a different kind and it didn't work out. It wasn't less, it was just not the same kind of situation."

He looks down into her eyes, bringing up a hand again to draw his thumb across her cheek to wipe those tears away. "The fact you recognize it for what it is? That shows me you know love and have known it. So don't be silly. It's our song. Something to help us both move forward maybe. To see what the future might hold."

Rage has posed:
Leaning into him, Andrea hugs him tighter as she lets out a hot breath against his shoulder. When she feels his thumb brushing along her cheeks to wipe away the tears, she stares at him with several levels of emotion. She gives a brief shake of her head, then shifts a bit so that she is on her side with her arm curled about his stomach.

"I don't know where it all went wrong. I just wish that I could have done something, anything. I tried so hard and all I did was screw things up more."

She gives another wet sniff. "I'm sorry I'm being a drama queen right now. It just hit me right in the soul. You seriously made it way better than what I did with it. You should sing it. You /have/ to sing it. I'll... take you to the studio. My manager will let you record it. I'll tell him to. You have to, Jay. That's a song that the world should hear. For every person who has .." She curls her hands in his shirt, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder.

Icarus has posed:
He held her. Let her feel. Let her emote. Getting it out was good. That's what everyone kept telling him since he tended to be the exact opposite and bottle it all up inside. Jay let her rest there and was a rock for her, something strong she could rely on.

"That's the way it goes most of the time though. Sometimes clinging too tightly, trying to keep things the same, when things need to change. Things are healthier if they change." He's sounding like one of the shrinks back home. He frowned a bit.

"Whoa whoa. I'm not ready to record things. You should record it though. It's your song. With your voice and how you emote when you sing? It would be amazing."

Rage has posed:
Giving a shake of her head, Andrea says, "I couldn't sing this song with the emotion that it deserves. I'd do the song a disservice." She is being very honest as she lets out a soft sigh as her hand settles against his chest.

Taking in a deep breath, she chews on her bottom lip again. "Okay.. I'll do this under /one/ condition." She says to him as she tilts her head to look up at him, seriously.

Icarus has posed:
His wings shift around her, settling in more comfortably while giving her that cocoon of warmth. He starts to tease but she is so serious, so in earnest, instead he gives a careful nod.

"Alright. What is that condition?" At least he was smart enough not to agree until he hears it.

Rage has posed:
"That we sing this as a duet. We record it as a duet. You can have a stage name or something if you don't want your real name on the song, but you should get credit for this. I'm not going to take something away from you. You deserve royalties and such if I go through with it." Andrea says as she shifts some on to her knees, minding his wings, but still enjoying them wrapped about her.

"This won't be a pop song, it never was meant to be one. This was to be more of a rock and acoustic arrangement. I want you to give me guidance on how it should sound. If this is /our/ song, then it needs to have fingerprints on it."

Icarus has posed:
It is almost an automatic denial again. After all, she did the work. He played with what she already had and just modified it a little. It wasn't that much different from the original, was it? He'd have to try to look at it through the eyes of someone not involved later.

She wanted him to be part and he didn't want to deny her that. "I...guess? I mean I want to do music someday. So I'd just use my name. I figure you know more on the music side but yeah, I can say what I like. It's why I was going more acoustic while playing with it so we already agree there."

Rage has posed:
Looking a bit more relieved as it appears he will go in on this with her, Andrea brushes a hand along her cheek again to wipe away another tear. She gives him a bright smile, then curls herself in against him again to get comfortable. "Well, what better way to get into music than through your mutant celebrity b-f-f, right?"

She rests her head in against his shoulder, laying comfortably next to him as she listens to him breathing. Her fingers continue to tap lightly over his chest in gentle rhythms. "You okay?"

Icarus has posed:
And this is why they synch. As she is tapping that, he's adding a line to it in his head, the music just sort of following along with what she's creating. No dout it would be the same if he were tapping.

"Well, isn't that what celebrity B-F-Fs are for? Being used to promote my own career? Or I have I read all the celebrity pages wrong all these years?" he teases.

When she asks if he is okay, he rests his chin atop her head and gives a bit of a shrug. "I will be. Just thanks for giving me some space the last couple of days to come to grips. This song was..sort of cathartic too. Helped with me getting out of my funk."

Rage has posed:
"I missed you, even if it was for two days." Andrea says as she curls up a bit tighter against him to get comfortable in his arms and feathery embrace. "I'm glad the song helped and that my journal was of some use. I've only shared it with you. It has a lot of personal stuff in there."

Shifting her jaw a bit, she seems rather thoughtful for a full minute. "You kissed me the other night. Are you okay with that?"

Icarus has posed:
She had to just go for the jugular. Was it he wolf in her? Maybe so.

Jay was silent a moment as he considered his answer. "Yes and no," he finally admitted. "I felt like I had betrayed her memory by enjoying myself, for liking you. So I am trying to come to grips with that. Sam talked to me about it the next day but it's going to take me time to work through it all."

He glanced down at her, arms tightening slightly. "But I really liked kissing you. And I hope that I get to again in the future, when I'm more okay. I...really like you Andrea. It has me confused and messed up, all the guilt and angst. Great for songs, not great for life. Sam keeps telling me she wouldnt' want me to stop living and would want me to be happy. I'm...trying to believe that. I mean, I know it but it's hard to tell the heart, y'know?"

Rage has posed:
"You're not betraying her at all, Jay. It's not her fault, or your fault, with how things ended. But if she is as amazing as you've said she was, then of course she would want you to be happy. She loved that about you, right? How happy and lively you were? The last thing I'm sure she, or anyone else would want is to see you hurting yourself the rest of your life. Pain is hard to deal with, but it /has/ to be dealt with, conquered and overcome."

Andrea tightens her arms about him in return. "I know I won't ever be what she was to you. I'd never try and take her place .. but I'd like to know there was a little bit of room on the couch for me." She says softly to him. "I like you too, Jay. I like you a /lot/. You treat me like I'm a normal girl. You defend my honor even when I didn't know it needed to be. You have a beautiful soul inside of you, one that I want to see more of."

"When you kissed me, Jay, I almost howled. It was as if time stopped and I felt dizzy, and it was only for a half a second." Her fingers circle along his chest again gently. "I want to kiss you again, of course... when you're ready."

Icarus has posed:
Jay swallows hard at that admission from her. Truth be told, he wants to kiss her again but not yet. He just spent two days trying to dig himself out of the hole that first one led to.

"I'm sure it will happen again. Just...a little more time, okay? Promise I'm worth it." He adds the last in a slightly teasing tone.

To try to continue lightening things a bit, he has to ask. "You mean you aren't a normal girl? Maybe you should've told me that before I started hanging out with you and stuff. Maybe have a sign hanging around your neck?"

Rage has posed:
Smirking at him, Andrea looks all types of amused. "Oh, you're worth it, huh?" She says as she settles her palm over his heart. "The type of kiss that will be earth shattering and move the heavens and music will be playing all of a sudden? A real Disney Princess meets her Prince type of kiss?"

"I'm definitely not a normal girl, Jay. I'm a mutant celebrity who turns into a werewolf and I'm probably going to be an X-Man one day if your big brother has his way." She says teasingly. "I like this though. Laying here with you in your arms and wings and just talking. This is very romantic in it's own way."

Icarus has posed:
"The type of kiss that will do all those things and make you swoon into my arms." He used that word 'swoon'. "It will be very impressive. Doves flying, a choir of angels singing the Hallelujah chorus."

He does hug her tightly though. "It's very romantic. Have to say sitting here, talking, working on songs or poetry. I could do this for hours."

Rage has posed:
"I could do this for hours too." Andrea says as she shifts a bit to curl her arms about him proper, then pulls him closer so that she can shift a bit on her back and he'd be hovering over her. "You want me to sing to you, my red winged chicken?" She teases him gently. "I may have a song or two that I've wrote about you that I haven't put in that journal yet."

Icarus has posed:
"Your...what?" Jay blinks and the cuddle session just got screwed up as his wings automatically draw back and up, ruffled a bit with his emotional state.

"Did you actually just call me a chicken? I mean, that'd be like me calling you Lassie or something, wouldn't it?"

Rage has posed:
"Ooh. Lassie is really pretty. You can call me Lassie." Andrea says as she laughs, poking him in the nose with her finger. "I woulda said my red winged angel, but I didn't want to pour it on too thick. Just teasing you." She leans up and bumps her nose to his. "Boop. You could be a Rooster. They got red wings and they strut all around with their chest out, looking rather handsome. Right?"

Icarus has posed:
Now he's all scrambling and pushing her off him. "You did not just call me a rooster too! Get offa me! Oh My God." Jay is pushing up and trying to scoot away, horrified he has just been reduced to such. "I'll take an angel before a chicken or a rooster. And I swear to God, if you go to the old cartoons with a chickenhawk, I will carry you out the window and drop you."

Rage has posed:
"What? I don't even know what a chicken hawk is!" Andrea says as she blinks her eyes at him rapidly a few times. "Dove! You're my red winged sexy dove! Is that better?" She says as she reaches out to try and grab him by the hands and give him an encouraging squeeze.

Icarus has posed:
"I'm not sure that's better," Jay says as she catches his hands. He's slightly mollilfied but a dove still isn't that far above a chicken. He's still in the fowl category. "How about we stick with Jay or angel? Cause so much better. Wait. Did you just do that on purpose to get me to be okay with angel after my comment Friday night?"

Rage has posed:
"Whaaat? No. That'd be like ... way too smart for someone like me to do." Andrea says as she lifts her brows upwards, staring into his eyes. Her fingers curl about his, then draws them forward so that they can loop around her neck. "You want me to sing to you or what?"