Losing Control (open)

[Alyssa James]

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Alyssa arrived at the training grounds looking for someone, anyone, to help her. She was losing control of her form. She would only switch under extreme stress or emotional duress. She pushed the purple turning brown hair out of her eyes and put her mind to it. She tried to change at will, but her body refused to let her. She sat down on the matted floor trying to regain her thoughts and energy. Her joints felt like she had run for the past week.

At the same time, she wasn’t feeling stressed or emotionally tired, so the power wasn’t even working. She stood up again, this time determined to change into a wolf even if it killed her. She closed her eyes and tried to picture her limps shortening and fur sprouting from every inch of her skin and her clothes ripping.

Alyssa lowered her nose to the ground. Smells assaulted it. Her green eyes started to close and she vaguely heard a thump and then it was dark.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah had gone to the training field simply to just get out. He was stuck wandering around the school yet again, but instead of his guitar, he had a pencil and a notebook. Poetry had taken over and he was in the midst of writing a song. He couldn't find the words though, nothing he tried worked and it was really starting to frustrate him. He was never one for writer's block, but this was out of control.

He walked through the training field oblivious of most everything, until he came upon a dog? What was a dog doing lying in the middle of the training field? He walked over to it, prepared for just about anything. Hell it could have been a person for all he knew being at Hammel with the lot of shapeshifters.

He knelt down beside it and stroked it's fur gently to see if that would startle it awake. Luc wasn't going to bother it if it didn't wake, but he wasn't sure why it was just lying there unconscious. He didn't see a collar so he assumed it was a shapeshifter, but he didn't know of any.

[Alyssa James]

Alyssa felt herself coming around. She was still in her form and she may be able to hold it for a little bit longer. She held onto that scrape of control she got and pushed herself up heavily. She was in her wolf form still and Lucah was standing in front of her. Her teeth brought back into a snarl, and she backed away. Now that he was here, she definitely knew she could keep her form. She couldn’t help but remember the club and what an ass he was that night.

She stretched her limps, keeping an eye on the boy. She noticed some paper and pen, did he write as well. She had never tried to talk in her form and she wasn’t going to try now. She had full control of the wolf’s body, her human eyes, brilliantly green, stared at him. Vaguely, in the right light, you could see the purple in her fur. Though, with her powers, she understood that it faded fast because wolves were a various color from silver to brown.

Sighing, she sat down, and looked at him in the eye. She tried to convey some kind of message, God, you are such an idiot! her eyes said. Was he really there? She started to have feelings for him and that was a problem. She didn’t want to fall in love with someone who was going to treat her like she was a slut. She wasn’t, Linden just offered a way in.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

The wolf pushed itself up after a while and he sat back a bit waiting to see what it would do. When it snarled at him, he backed up a little and raised an eyebrow. Someone was grumpy after being woken up it seemed. Something about it reminded him of someone. Surely it was a shapeshifter, but he could have sworn he didn't know any shapeshifters. But why was it glaring at him?

The green eyes were like a slap in the face and his eyes widened. Mentally he cursed himself for his own stupidity. Alyssa. That explained the snarl and the glaring. He sat back on the ground and pulled his knees up, his arms hanging loosely over them. Well this should be an interesting conversation. Or lack there of.

"Yeah yeah, I got it. Not the smartest guy in the world, but you can't expect me to have known it was you. Had I known, I wouldn't have approached you without something to fend you off," Luc tried his hint of humor, but doubted it would do much. He understood why she was angry with him. He had been a total prick at the club when he saw her with the college guy. But he claims it was totally justifiable because he had feelings for her was worried about her.

[Alyssa James]

Her green eyes slit even more. Are you fucking serious? She cocked her massive head and gave a little bark. It was the only way she was actually going to talk to him. What he had said to her, what he had done to her, well, it was hell and she wasn’t going to be the one to pay for it. Her lips retracted over her teeth once more and she gave another small growl. She couldn’t communicate in the form she was in, it gave her the upper hand because it made him speak.

Still, the fact that he had evben hinted that she was anything like a whore hurt deeply and she couldn’t shake off the horrible feeling it left when she thought about it. She shook her entire body, her eyes closed. She thumped on her side and looked at him through her green eyes, blowing heavily through her nose. There was so much she wanted to say, there was so much she wanted to do, but this bastard…he ruined it. The tree he had been watering, well, it died.

Her heart pounded as she struggled to keep her form. Perhaps a little bit longer. She shot up like a bullet and looked around for some kind of clothes. But the only ones that she had brought were ripped in half on the ground. She turned her head this way and that way, trying to find a place to hide, but everything was pushed against the walls and didn’t get enough coverage for her. The stress was too much, but instead of keeping her form, she changed into her human form and laid there naked and shivering.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah knew the look extremely well. He'd gotten that look multiple times by plenty of girls. It seemed expressions weren't so different in America and Romania. He frowned and looked down to hide the look in his eyes. It was one of regret and guilt. And the reason he was hiding, was because he didn't like showing weakness in front of anybody, no matter how horrible he felt. And in this situation...he felt awful.

He'd gone completely nuts at the club. Now jealousy was one thing, but the way he had been was going overboard. He hadn't even been that jealous of Talen when he'd talked to Belle. And he was responsible for hurting one of his close friends. Why had he reacted so strongly to it this time? Luc tried to justify himself in saying that it was because she knew far too much about him and she'd heard him sing. That's the only logical answer behind getting jealous. Though it wasn't logical at all.

Lucah looked up at her about to say something until her form shuddered and right before his eyes, she changed back to human form. His eyes widened, but as any gentleman would, he turned away, shrugging off his jacket and handing it to her, "It should be big enough on you to cover you completely." He said quietly keeping his eyes off of her until she was covered completely.

He'd seen plenty of naked girls, he was far from virgin status, so it was to be expected. But he had been unprepared so the darkening of his cheeks wasn't stoppable. He had to focus on the grass and keep himself occupied so that he didn't look over at all. That would definitely NOT help his case.

[Alyssa James]

Lyssa flashed green eyes at him as she wrapped his jacket around her. She had grass sticking up her rear. She remembered the club. He had gone nuts, yelling at the hot college boy Russell and then her. Tears would still well up at the thought of it, but she couldn’t think of anything else for the past couple of days. She laid on her bed at home, sulking in the dark. She didn’t come out of her room unless it was to get something or use the restroom.

She sang the two songs they had sang to each other over and over again, she knew them by heart. She cocked her head at him, her hair falling into her face. “God, you are an ass. You know that right?! You have no manners when it comes to girls. Do you call every girl a slut? Or indicate it? Do you ruin every single date she has? Why would you do that?” She gave into some self-satisfaction that he had turned red when she had morphed into herself.

“Fuck Lucah!” she said getting up and pacing. The poor jacket did very little at hiding things but it was better than her being naked. She was furious and she felt a ripple in her skin. Her joints felt like someone had put gum into them. She worked out in the kinks in her legs, and then turned to face him. She was in front of him fast, and bent down on her knees. “What the hell were you thinking?!”

[Lucah Ivaskov]

When she spoke he risked a glance at her. She had a his jacket on and he sighed as he listened to her. This wasn't the first time a girl he liked had been friends with had gone off on him. He should have been used to it, hell his last girlfriend had screamed that she hated him at one point. In his eyes, he was a monster. The evil incarnate of his father. Those were the things that had gone through his mind since the club when she'd smacked him after making a fool of himself in front of her.

Every day he regretted the words he'd said to her. She was not a slut, but she hadn't exactly acted like a proper lady the way she clearly wanted to be treated by him. Why was he so different? If any of those guys had implied that she'd been slutty she wouldn't have minded because they thought it was hot...right? This was when he needed his sister for help. The workings of girls' minds was complex and he couldn't figure out what the right thing to do was.

She accused him of having no manners when it came to girls and yet he'd willingly, without being asked, given her his jacket and hadn't even looked at her naked body as most men would have. He was wrong in what he'd said, but it was only because he hated seeing her act like she was nothing more than an object of lust. To him, she was so much more than that and yet he was still the one she hated.

"I wasn't," Lucah whispered as he looked down and away from her piercing green eyes. He felt as if he were a child again being scolded for doing something wrong. Except he'd rather have his father yell at him than Lyssa any day of the week. The more she spoke, the deeper his guilt went. "I'm sorry..." Still he couldn't meet her eyes. He was ashamed of himself.

[Alyssa James]

Lyssa couldn’t take it anymore. She got up really fast and her knees complained which sent her down into the grass. She had a nice little grass stain on her knee, but that wasn’t what she was worried about. She wanted to kiss him. The urge to do it took her by surprise which vaulted her upwards. Never before had she wanted to kiss someone so badly. Sure, she had kissing experience, sure she made out with a few more guys than she should’ve, but that didn’t mean it detached her from what was really going on.

She was developing feelings for him and here she was, sitting naked, trying to keep her body concealed in a jacket a few sizes too big. She pulled the jacket around her more when a breeze picked up. It was also great that he didn’t know. She closed her eyes for a moment and held still it was almost like she had fallen asleep. She supposed she was getting tired of the mouse and cat game they seemed to play with each other.

She stood up and turned around and tied the jacket around her body like a dress and zipped it up. She was still completely naked, but it worked better than trying to work around it. She got into the same position, her hands at the base of her ass and she bent over. She felt a cold draft but ignored it. “You can’t change back time and take back those words, but just prove to me how sorry you are and how much you regret it all.”

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah was staring down at his hands, his notebook still open beside him. It wasn't open to lyrics of his own, but it was open to one of the songs he'd listened to a lot since they'd had their fight, Broken by Seether. It was a depressing song, one that he hadn't really liked until just recently. It was a duet, but he was afraid to sing in front of her again. The idea was there, the words were there. All he had to do was sing.

But would that be enough to prove to her just how awful he felt. The words held a dark tone to them, but the lyrics had real meaning. Still, he didn't want to make a fool of himself yet again in front of the same girl. She was so close that it nearly drove him crazy. His eyes stayed on the paper and he took a deep breath trying to get the melody in his head so that he could sing without accompaniment. He was so used to a piano or guitar to help him.

Here went nothing...

'I wanted you to know,
That I love the way you laugh.
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain.'

[Alyssa James]

Lyssa knew that song. She had sang that song a lot of times. She almost knew it by heart and she loved Amy Lee’s voice very well. She wanted to hit that range. His nice voice rang into her ears. She wanted so badly to join him but she listened, closing her eyes. Wait…didn’t this have some kind of special meaning? This song. His baritone was nice in her ears. This song was for lovers, so why was he singing it? He wanted to hold her above her pain. He wanted to take her away and a picture… did he really have a picture of her?

She blushed deeply red, her eyes still closed. Her lips automatically followed his words and sang the words out as soon as he was finished.

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

Her green eyes looked at him, deeply into his blue where she could float as if she was in the sea. She came closer to him, her breath mingling into his. She was going to kiss him evidently. If that’s what he wanted anyway. Her hair blew into her face and she looked into his eyes again, wondering what the next step was going to be. She was so close to him, almost too close, but she kept herself there, standing only a couple of inches from his lips.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah's nerves were making the notes come out a little quiet, but he kept breathing deeply in order to actually sing it. The words were true. Not so much about the picture, but in his mind he felt as if there was a permanent picture at the forefront of his thoughts at all times. That was the meaning he had for the words. He felt strongly for her, maybe not as strongly as he was capable, but he was definitely falling hard.

When she joined him he instantly felt relieved and sang a little louder, his voice mingling with hers in a perfect balance. Her voice nearly made him stop just so he could listen to her. It was beautiful and it matched her fairly well. It was a personal thing, hearing someone sing. Especially when they sang from their heart, much like he did. The words he'd sang were true and it made him smile internally at the choice that he'd made. Though in a way, it could have been fate stepping in.

Her eyes were so vibrant and always seemed to pull him in. When in reality, it was him always drawing closer to her. It was unknowingly that he kept getting closer to her, until he realized that they were mere inches apart. It was close, but yet he wanted her closer. He wanted to kiss her, but was afraid that she wouldn't want him to. What if he screwed everything up? He needed to tell her his thoughts on love. Commitment wasn't really in his ability it seemed, but he wanted it to be. Would that push her away?

Lucah leaned in the rest of the way, risking everything. But even if it did ruin things, at least it'd be worth it. Their lips met and he gently brought his hand up to cup the side of her face gently.

[Alyssa James]

Lyssa had never been kissed so gently. When she dated, boys liked to assert their dominance over her. When his hand met her skin, it felt like that area was on fire. Her skin tingled and her body started to ripple. She kissed him a little bit harder, smiling through the kiss. Her body rippled again and again. Oh come on! she thought.

And then there it was, she was back in her wolf form for a second time. It played havoc on her joints and she sat down to try and stretch them out. She looked at his jacket on the ground, she grabbed a bit gently with her teeth and bark out what she hoped sounded like an apology.

Lyssa wasn't anywhere done kissing him, but it did surprise her, so she guessed it was emotional stress, but there wasn't any dress, just an array of sudden emotions together. She jumped up despite her aching joints and jumped onto him. Her wolf form was about four times heavier than her human form. She pinned him down and licked his entire face, leaving saliva on him.

She ran off, giving little quips of laughter, smiling at him. She had more control over her form, she could probably stay like this for more than an hour. She hoped to stay like that until she got home. She awkwardly raised a paw at him and swiped the air. She was trying to tell him to play with her, she did it four more times, before getting frustrated and pulling him gently by the shirt.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

The kiss was intensified and Lucah had to get a grip on himself before he went much farther. Just the feeling of her skin made him want more, but he was a gentleman and had been taught not to take without consent. Sure, she had kissed him a little harder than he expected, but he'd been taught by many of the girls he'd been friends with not to take more than she offered.

When she morphed, his eyes widened and he smiled. It was interesting seeing it firsthand, he'd never really witnessed anybody morphing to different things before. His jacket was a bit torn up, but he didn't mind. It was a crappy jacket, present from his father, not something he particularly cared for. When she barked he shrugged it off and watched her with an amused expression.

He hadn't been prepared for her to suddenly jump at him and he fell back with a wolf pinning him on the ground. In his opinion, it would have been a lot hotter had it been a human girl pinning him down, but he wasn't complaining. Well until she started licking him. Licking was far different than a French kiss he'd like to point out and it reminded him much of a dog rather than a girl, but he didn't do much. Until she finally got off of him. He lifted the bottom of his t-shirt up and wiped his face off, unknowingly flashing a glimpse of his abdomen.

When she started running around laughing he couldn't help but laugh. It was pretty adorable dealing with a girl that acted like an excited puppy. Lucah noticed her pawing at the air and he shook his head with a smile on his face, "No way. Not happening." Lyssa pulled him by the shirt and sighed in defeat. "Fine, what would you like me to do play fetch with a human girl?" He laughed to show that he was joking.

[Alyssa James]

Alyssa quipped another laugh from her mouth. Of course she wanted to play fetch with him. In her human form would be more interesting granted, but she was not in the mood to deal with the human emotions it came with. She ran into the forest looking for a nice size stick and found the perfect one, it laid in the stream that passed through so it was completely wet. She gave a wolfish grin hoping he would think it was dog slobber. That would’ve made everything so much more interesting.

She ran back, and shook her fur, feeling in complete control. She was glad, it would’ve been hell had she changed with the stick in her mouth because the anti-bodies on her tongue provided her protecting against whatever was in the stream and could harm humans. She dropped the stick at his feet, sitting and wagging her tail.

She gave a small growl at him if he even decided to not throw the stick. She was going to “take care” of him if he didn’t throw the stick. Is this really what’s reduced me to flirting with him? This is sad, she thought, her ears dripping back. Then she changed her attitude, she jumped up barking, and landing on her front feet. Come on Luc. Put two and two together!