|Your Kiss is Blue|
You prefer kissing to be a meaningful, emotional experience.
Huh. The last time I did this, I got red.
Not that he particularly cared in this particular instance. Having Phoenix around made life insanely better. It was so rare for him have someone around that he knew in these situations. (The whole being older than Alec was used to was taking some getting used to, but Phoenix was Phoenix.) They'd gone for a walk around the ship, Alec giving him a tour with occasional snog stops.
And they'd gotten back to Alec's room leaving Alec feeling like he was thinking about asking his date up to his room. They'd been trying to keep it slow and so he wasn't really sure if he wanted Phoenix to come in.
Also, he had no idea if DJ was home or not. From what Alec recalled of the man's schedule, such as it was, he'd probably be sleep.
Having Phoenix come in and possible other things that could happen followed by DJ walking in would be... awkward.
However, any sort of thought in that direction got derailed when he heard loud noise coming from inside. He turned on heel and slammed the door opened... or however the doors are opened... magichandwave thingy... and darted inside, leaving room for Phoenix to follow.
"DJ?" Alec called out, heading to the other man's room. "You alright?"
It was long past midnight as Alec crunched through the snow, bundled up against the cold. Here he was man than not and the man got could just like anyone else. Most of the candles lining the path were low, but they still were lit. In the now empty cemetery, some where actually out. Alec pointed at them to his companion, a rather cold and miserable Phoenix. The two of them came alone, long after any one was still here.
"You see, as long as candles are still lit the dead can find their way here, if they want to. When you've finished speaking with someone, you blow the flame out so that the dead can return to the other side. Sometimes, if they don't want to come, you can't light the candle."
Phoenix nodded, looking all around. He'd never been to Alec's world before, for which Alec always felt a bit guilty about. After all, Phoenix had shown him his home. But he wasn't really him here and there was story waiting to be done in written, story he didn't wish to cross. He would have liked to have come when he actually wasn't in the city, when he actually wasn't his age. But, then he'd be younger, for he couldn't be in two places at once.
Here he was with Jono.
Which is why he'd come long after the others had left.
"And we're coming to see your mother?"
"Yes. I thought you'd like to meet her." He then gave a bit of a shrug. "I don't know if she'll come to see you though. But I wanted you to see a bit of my life that no one really does. I only share it with people important to me."
A bit of memory flashed as he remembered the last time he'd brought one of his outside lovers here. That relationship ended in a disaster. Hopefully this one wouldn't. Judging from his older self, it wouldn't. But reality was mutable.
Smiling, Phoenix said, "I'm glad you wanted to share this with me."
"It's important. Sometimes personal is the same as important."
The Troven plot was deep inside the cemetery, at the center really. The place reserved for the First Families. A single red obelisk marked the grave with platform at its base where years of melted wax had grown into a miniature valley landscape. One candle still burned, lighting a series of names. They didn't actually bury people, but cremate them sending their ashes into the winds. Here they built memorials for memory. Testaments to their lines, family trees. Their importance and immortality, Alec supposed.
Dipping his thumb in the wax, Alec then smeared it across a name, "Sela" before stepping back.
"Now we wait and see."
"I do, da'," she says. Sari continues to sip her drink watching her father. Her legs swing absently as she sits.
"And of course you went to Phoenix first."
"I'm sorry da'," she says. She's not, they both know it. Above them a seagull cries out as it flies over them towards the ocean. "I really wanted to meet him."
Alec really wants to be angry at her for reappearing. She's supposed to be dead. But then again this her, isn't the her that died, any more than he is the him that married her mother. At this point he wasn't even sure who her mother really was. Likely she was like his older-self, an echo of a passing possible dream. And if his older self was real enough, she was too. There was no question about it. Vaguely he wonders what his older self and older Phoenix think about this all. And then when an older Sari will show up to interact with them. Probably soon. As if she can tell what he's thinking, she gives him a smile. "Right. Fine. See how much control I have over my life." He sighs. "Pass the chips, would you?"
"Yes, da," she says, pushing the plate over to him.
Babylon Five as an ambassador, or a telepath, or a visitor, or a fey bent on conquering the known galaxy, showing up the Volrons and the Shadows. He liked doing that. "Not the only one..." He mumbled as the dreams, that self drifted away.
"But of course not, that's why ..." his voice took on a Cajun accent as he found himself an alternate who was Gambit's son. That soothed out, his accent returning to the normal kind of almost alien Gaelic lilt.
Into his past, or perhaps his future, he dreamed "Mm... Kratz? Lorac? You're...but... but...I don't understand!" This one lingered, capturing him, keeping him like rat in a cage. "No... I can't hurt... please don't hurt her! Him... I lov... no..." He gook a deep sobbing breath. "No.. Lorac... please."
Some current fun complications of my life because I'm me. Bwaha.
Canon me is in a relationship with Jono but not canon me is working on a possible relationship with Phoenix ashes_ascending (which apparently works out according to Older me). Which is fine because they could be considered two different 'verses. Except that I'm me and I don't separate verses very well when I'm so close to canon me, as opposed to alts. This means that I am but not dating both Jono and maybe Phoenix. Which shouldn't be too much of a problem in the long run.
Unless Phoenix wants to come to my home world.