Unlimited (Odion)

[Lani Hunter]

It was all set perfectly. They had gone over the plan a million times and the variations of the plan a few million more. Lani had planned for everything that was going to go wrong. It was going to be simple and easy. A safe closely guarded and coveted. However, there was an alternate plan. Elle, Lani’s informant on the inside assured him that everything was running smoothly. She stated that a run with the police was keeping his boss busy and she assured him that everything was running smoothly and that tonight was the night to strike. Lani wasn’t sure how much he trusted her, but he hadn’t told Odion’s about his doubts. She knew nothing of the initial plans. He just wanted this to be over. And tonight it would be. One way or another. They would break his boss’s hold and leave the skeleton either in Elle’s hands or to be picked over by the vultures of other mobs. Either way, Lani’s hand were washed of it tonight, in water or blood.

Not being at Hammel made Lani’s life a million times easier. He didn’t have to sneak out for one. The feel of the pavement under his soles was cold and rough despite the heat and humidity. Perhaps a product of his own mind? The power coiled and flexed in his mind and he felt the anger and determination like a cold blade in his soul driving him in a singular task. He moved through the shadows of the melting daylight like a wraith on a deadly mission. His mind, however swirled around this goal going over the plan a thousand times more and playing it out in his head. He paced slowly, deliberately the duffel swinging rhythmically against his hip. They hadn’t even left Vermont yet and Lani’s heart was hammering with fear and excitement. Toes balancing on the edge of a precipice moved smoothly up the steps and his knuckles rapped against Odion’s door before Lani had a moment to comprehend that he was here already.

Lani turned his eyes from the door to sweep the surrounding area. He couldn’t escape the feeling of eyes over the past few weeks. He wasn’t sure if they were trustworthy eyes or not and the feeling was unsettling to say the least. Lani bit his tongue to remind himself this was real. How many nightmares had haunted his sleep these past few days? He’d lost count far back. His power pulled toward the familiar time turner inside and the steady feeling of time was like a warm hand on his heart. He wasn’t doing this alone. Not alone. His head turned on a swivel as the door opened and despite his heart soaring at the sight of his boyfriend Lani couldn’t find a way past the anxiety to give Odion even a reassuring smile. “Last chance, you don’t have to do this,” Lani said, more so for his own benefit. If this wasn’t Odion’s choice he wouldn’t force it upon him. He knew it was hopeless and part of his heart feared than while another took comfort in it.

[Odion Martins]

Odion thought Lani was over thinking their third, and hopefully final, trip to Boston. Well, not forever, but in terms of dealing with the telekinetic’s old boss. The plan had been carefully thought out, almost to a t, and Odion had it memorized. As Lani went over it for the umpteenth time, Odion had stopped politely nodding his head and started tuning Lani out – if the plan was too engrained, there wouldn’t be room for Odion to work on his toes, but Lani didn’t need to know that. Odion didn’t care how this fiasco ended, so long as it did.

Wearing Lani’s favorite color, Odion slinked out of the door, closing it on a tidy apartment. At Lani’s insistence, Odion brought a black toque to use for later, which was currently in his rucksack. Something had to hide the bit of color Odion really couldn’t slough off as he pleased. A smile twitched at the edge of his lips upon seeing Lani, feeling the push and pull of his telekinesis – his heart was performing much the same action.

Simply eyeing Lani, Odion moved passed him, reaching to grab the blonde’s hand as he went. “Don’t be stupid, you need me,” he said, arching an eyebrow at his boyfriend as he looked back, “or did you really think of a backup plan if I decided to say no?” Odion was the essence of peace and moved like a shadow, slipping a set of key’s into Lani’s hands. A knowing look passed between them – Odion had done what Lani asked and found the perfect getaway car. Mazda 3, nothing fancy, but reliable.

His dark blue eyes passed over the streets as he put a hand on the passenger door. “Shall we go over the plan one last time?” He asked, because he knew it was all Lani would want to talk about, and honestly, he didn’t blame him in the slightest.

[Lani Hunter]

Third time was a charm, Lani just hoped it was their charm and not his boss’s. So long as Odion knew his part of the plan Lani didn’t mind if he was tuned out, sometimes hearing it in his own voice was helpful to himself. It was all organized in his mind as a single line branching off into the abyss of darkness in a myriad of different lines. Some of them ended with goodness others not so much. The plan was a very strong thing but no matter how many times it was discussed and poked it was still a skeleton of the future and skeletons tended to be rather fragile if bent in the wrong direction. Lani was starting to get Odion’s point in leaving room for moving outside of the plan. Odion had played devil’s advocate the whole time they were making the plans and he was probably part of the reason that Lani’s plan had so many ribs.

Lani’s hand closed around the redhead’s without thought and as his power touched Odion it warmed and even as restless as it was, calmed a bit. “Eh-yeah,” Lani agreed with a shrug. After what happened last time, well, if Odion hadn’t come to save him there wouldn’t be much of a Lani left. Lani ducked his head and didn’t answer. He had to be prepared for everything, what if Odion had gotten sick? Granted, most of those plans hadn’t worked out too well. They could be tossed out now. Lani rose his eyes to Odion. “You know my only plan for that was to beg,” Lani gave a large grin and was glad for the darkness as the expression was forced and the joke fell flat to Lani’s ears.

Keys in hand Lani gave an approving look to the car then to Odion. “Nice.” With a twist of the key the doors unlocked and nodded as he slipped into the driver’s side. Whoever had driven this last must have been short and as Lani sat he felt very much like he was folded up against the wheel. Allowing his power to come out a bit, hoping that doing something would help it not explode. He slid back into a comfortable position and glanced at Odion. This was indeed a perfect getaway car. Not flashy enough to grab attention and not rusty enough to do the same. Nice and ordinary. Odion had done a good job. “Where’s Jared?” Lani asked as he belted himself in and started to car. Well, Jared wasn’t essential to the plan, but Lani’d be damned if he gave Jared a dime for a job not done.

“Seatbelt,” Lani commented as he pulled away from the curb. The car ran smoothly and Lani found himself anxiously drumming on the wheel. “Okay, so the plan. We’re gonna hide the car a few alleys down. Then stash our bags in the adjacent building in room 504, which has been rented by Elle and from that window we have a direct diagonal downward access to one of the spare rooms. Just in case, Elle’s been compromised we’re going to stash our bags in room 604 and then use 504 as an access point.” He paused and split his attention periodically from the road to glance at Odion. “I’ll check for people inside the spare room and if it’s empty we’ll be fine. If not you’re gonna have to give us a little cover. Once inside I’ll head to the armory and you’ll head to the office where you will…” He took a hand from the wheel and gestured to Odion.