Time Warp: Everyone Has a Secret [Lucia]

[Jude Shepherd]

Jude looked down at his guitar case on the floor and toed it away from him, wondering where he could actually play it. The school always seemed to be bustling with activity everywhere and Jude never could find peace. Even his room gets burst into every now and again by speedsters who have lost control or sometimes liquid form metas who lost their way would slither in and turn back into a human being in all their full glory.

Let's just say, Jude would very much like to not wake up to a naked guy in the middle of the night.

He needed to find a place where nobody would actually stumble in on him, especially if he wanted to play his guitar. It was a sacred thing for him, him playing the guitar and having that moment by himself was as much fun as he was willing to let himself have.

Finally, he dropped down from his bed and grabbed his guitar case with him. He walked out of his dorm, thankful that none of his dormmates were around. He kept to the shadows, willing people not to see him and blindly walked.

Finding an empty classroom, seemingly abandoned by the looks of the tables and chair being stacked haphazardly in the corner, Jude walked in and closed the door, thinking twice to lock it before actually leaving it unlocked. The class looked abandoned. He thought he was safe.

He sat in the corner and opened his guitar case and took out his guitar, strumming it a few times to listen for any out of tune strings.

He spent a few minutes on tuning his guitar before actually playing. Once he started, the whole world disappeared.

[Lucia Stretton]

Today was a particularly bad day. She had been somewhat used to her ability by now but even then, it could be overwhelming. Her mind was a whirlwind of maybe's and what if's. It was dizzying for sure and today she was more than just tired. An ache was spreading beneath her forhead, dull waves of pain throbbed in her temples and Luce wanted nothing more than to crawl under her nice, comfy blankets and take a nap or just doodle. 

Anything was much better than the crowd around her, the loud buzzing of conversation and jostling were just making head whirl even more. She slipped through the crowd as best as she could, struggling to get to an emptier hallway. After some shoving and maneuvering, she was able to walk through a quieter hallway. It would make Luce's walk to her destination a bit longer and winding but the quiet was nice and perhaps the small walk would help ease her headache.

For a while she let the visions come to her more easily, instead of repressing it(or trying at least). The released pressure lowered the intensity of her headache and Luce let out small, relieved breath. So much was going on or at least so it seemed in her mind. Some were within the walls of Hammel while others around Pilot Ridge and some were in a place she couldn't identify (maybe the horrible looking winter was in Russia or Greenland, it was hard to tell and only a fleeting vision like most of the others) although the soft melody of a guitar stood out. A small smile bloomed in her face as she saw a boy, Lucia thinks he might be new bit she's quite certain she's seen him somewhere, and it's in one of the empty classsrooms and she decides that trying to follow it won't be so impossible. Luce is quite certain she knows that hallway, in fact it was very close to where she was. It starts to slip through, her mind is a jumbled mess and it was difficult to focus on one thing sometimes. 

Lucky for her, she can hear it now in the real world. Luce keeps going and the music is pretty quiet but she tries her vest to follow it. It comes from one of the empty music classrooms, it was quite dusty actually and the desks were pushed to one side, and she doesn't hesitate in opening the door. Luce was good at being quiet though, the quiet was a good friend, and going in with barely a sound wasn't so hard. She just sits on the floor a few metersbaway from him as she watches the young boy keep playing. She's not quite sure if he's noticed her yet but the music was beautiful and it's a nice companion to her thoughts. 

And for a while it was just the two of  them appreciating the music from the boy's talented fingers. 

((This came out looking like a fanfiction chapter I'm sprry it's late but school has been swamping me with all sorts of crap. And i was stuck but then I came unstuck. Yay. ))

[Jude Shepherd]

A few times as he plucked his guitar strings, Jude thought of words that could go well with the specific melody he was playing and a smile came across his chubby boyish face. He quickly penned down the words on his music sheet and continued playing, oblivious to the world outside of his small personal bubble.

To him at that moment, nothing else existed other than him and his music. He didn't even hear the door open and close. He didn't even see the girl walk in and sit down. All that mattered was the twanging of his guitar and the words he was singing.

But all good things do come to an end and that end was met when he was trying crack his back only to be fully aware of a girl in the other corner of the room. Jude's eyes widened. How did he miss someone entering the room?

"How long have you been there?" He demanded, scrambling to keep his guitar and wanting to leave.

[Oh I know all about getting stuck, believe you me. Don't worry! So glad you're unstuck! Let's hope you stay that way! ^^]

[Lucia Stretton]

Lucia rested her head on her hands, eyes fluttering shut as she swayed slightly as the boy started singing and pausing occasionally to jot something down. It was a bit confusing because of conflicting lines but the boy was really good.

The music stopped and Luce nearly didn't notice, the music was sill going on in her head, until the boy scrambled away noisily, and her eyes flew open. He was holding his guitar and eyes wide open, slightly panicked as he almost yelled at her.

Luce noticed this in the passing a while ago but she had hardly remembered it, something she regretted considering his reaction.

"Sorry." she said quietly, shifting slightly. Luce had no intention of bothering him and she didn't think he'd mind so much but he was in an abandoned classroom, so she probably should have taken a hint.

"I really like your playing by the way. You have a nice voice, why don't we just stay here for awhile? I won't tell people if you don't want to," she offered a bit weakly. Luce hoped he wasn't going to run off, but she saw the possibility was rather high, she found the melody of his voice and guitar soothing and very pleasant.

[Jude Shepherd]

He didn't pay any mind to the fact that she had been startled. All he cared about right then was her finding out about his guitar playing. How embarrassing was that?

But she was apologising and complimenting him and asking him to stay and he wasn't a rude boy. His mother taught him enough to not be a rude person even if the other person was rude to you. And this girl was anything but rude. His insides were on conflicting ends as part of him was telling him to get out of there quick and deny ever playing his guitar to an audience of one. And the other part of him was asking him to stay out of politeness. The girl looked like she could keep a secret.

He was still hyperventilating a little as he tried to gather up his things but his papers kept flying down to the floor. He gave up in the end and stared at the girl. She looked older than him. Taller. More...defined. He rubbed at his chest to waive off the pain a little before sitting down.

"Not a soul." He whispered at the girl and set his guitar on his lap once more.

[Lucia Stretton]

Lucia sucked the inside of her cheek nervously as the boy eventually calmed down. The boy, Jude, started gathering his papers. Well tried anyway, he ended up giving up and sitting back down. She got up and got most of the papers and placed it in front of him. She glanced at them, they were covered in music notes, or she assumes anyway, none of which she understood. Sitting back down next to him and resting her head on palms, Lucia continued watching him, head cocked silently as he pulled his guitar back on his lap. "Not a soul," he whispered and Lucia hummed in accord, and the boy began playing again.

She let the melody wash over her, shutting her eyes and phantom images flickered beneath her eyelids and snippets of conversations and random noises came back from memories that never happened. The music still came through at odd intervals, a nice steady backdrop. She started muttering again without meaning to, little comments and answers to things in her visions. Lucia had always been slightly amused with it, she was perfectly sane, well she likes to think anyway, and it surprised people when ever she replied to something they were thinking of doing or saying.

((OOC: Yes, I know I should be shot -_- ))

[Jude Shepherd]

[OOC: You should nooooot!]

At what was supposed to sound like a reassuring hum from the girl, Jude closed his eyes and successfully imagined he was alone again in the room, with his music acompanying him.

He was glad the girl was quiet at least and he could get lost in his music without any fear of losing track of a conversation. But it did bring him out of his lull when she said something. Softly but he heard her.

Turning to her, Jude frowned and scratched his head. "What?"

[Lucia Stretton]

((OOC: Sorry! But my activity is on a fritz because of school :c )

"Hmm?" she blinked, turning towards him just a half second before he spoke, loosing track of time again. He spoke again, again for her anyway, and stopped playing before frowning and scratching his head. Inwardly, Luce giggled, coming from the young boy it was quite adorable.

"Oh, sorry." she said, slightly sheepishly. "It's confusing, with all this things in your mind. And I loose track of, umm, reality and stuff." she explained, stumbling over her words slightly. "Precognition, seeing stuff in the future, that's my 'gift'." she explained, remembering that he probably didn't know what she could do. Luce cocked her head to the side slightly, trying to remember what the other boy could do. "What about you?" she asked, slightly distantly, still trying to remember if she saw him before.

[Jude Shepherd]

As she explained her mumblings, Jude briefly wondered why he was even encouraging the talking. He didn't like talking that much. He usually stumbled over his words and he was always blushing. He was also incredibly awkward and he knew it showed.

When he realised she had asked him a question, he blinked up at her and asked to repeat the question before plucking the strings to distract himself from being too awkward. "I uh - turn - uh - into smoke." The end of his sentence lilting up like a question. At least he didn't stutter this time.

"How did you even find this place?" he asked, frowning slightly.