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"Want to see a real lightsaber?" Jax ask from the doorway of Cassies room
She pointed to her extensive collection of sabers that were displayed on her wall.
“Already seen them.”
"nah those are just toys" he says shaking his head "I mean a real one you can cut shit with"
Her ears perked up at the mention of potential violence.
“Oh?”
He grins "Follow me" he says heading outside where he had built a litteral lightsaber and had a bunch of stuff for them to cut with it.
As Cassie comes into the house she can hear Rosco barking and whining from the kitchen. When she gets in there she see's a quite pale and sweaty looking Jax with Rosco laying on his legs and occationally pushing his chest back against the wall so he doesn't fall over. His crutches are laying across the room where they landed when he fell down after moving just wrong and causing a nerve to pinch in his back.
“Shit shit shit shit shit.”
She threw her backpack on the floor and rushed over to her brother on the floor.
“Do me a favor and don’t be dead.”
“You know I don’t mind taking care of you right?”
Her tone switched into something more serious. She had been having flare ups of anxiety more and more often lately, causing her to sometimes state the obvious to people. She didn’t want anyone mad or upset at her.
"of course I know that... I was just joking around... I know i look like I'm dead but I can be funny and in pain" he says sticking his tounge out at her
As Cassie comes into the house she can hear Rosco barking and whining from the kitchen. When she gets in there she see's a quite pale and sweaty looking Jax with Rosco laying on his legs and occationally pushing his chest back against the wall so he doesn't fall over. His crutches are laying across the room where they landed when he fell down after moving just wrong and causing a nerve to pinch in his back.
“Shit shit shit shit shit.”
She threw her backpack on the floor and rushed over to her brother on the floor.
“Do me a favor and don’t be dead.”
“You’re stuck with me wether your like it or not.”
She gently booped him on the nose.
“I can tell you what I’ve been up to at school if you want. I met someone. She’s really nice and funny.”
"yeah? you tell her you have a useless brother who you have to take care of when he falls down" he asks teasingly
As Cassie comes into the house she can hear Rosco barking and whining from the kitchen. When she gets in there she see's a quite pale and sweaty looking Jax with Rosco laying on his legs and occationally pushing his chest back against the wall so he doesn't fall over. His crutches are laying across the room where they landed when he fell down after moving just wrong and causing a nerve to pinch in his back.
“Shit shit shit shit shit.”
She threw her backpack on the floor and rushed over to her brother on the floor.
“Do me a favor and don’t be dead.”
“Oh thank fuck. I really didn’t want to explain to dad that you died. I’ll be right back!”
It took her a few moments to find the right bottle and make a pit stop in the kitchen for some water.
“Can you sit up to take the medicine?”
Rosco pushes on his chest to help him sit up and stay that way as he takes the pills swallowing them with some of the water witch he also dribbles down his shirt. "bout 15 minutes or so maybe we can try moving me" he says "can you stay with me?"
"Want to see a real lightsaber?" Jax ask from the doorway of Cassies room
She pointed to her extensive collection of sabers that were displayed on her wall.
“Already seen them.”
"nah those are just toys" he says shaking his head "I mean a real one you can cut shit with"
Scott watches Jax for a moment, assessing the situation. This definitely isn’t good. He needs to tread carefully.
“Jax?” Scott calls gently as he walks over and sits on the couch too. “What’s wrong, buddy?” @haroldtsaxon
Jax crosses his arms over his chest taking a deep breath and sighing a little bit. "Nothing alright, Just stupid shit" he says
“Even if it is, talking about it will help. C’mon, buddy,” he gently prompts, “talk to me about it.”
Jax "Stuff is just... getting to me.... stuff... stupid people are saying about me... and I know it's only a few people and I'm doing well in the poles... really well but I just... it still gets to me...." he says staying vague for the moment
“That’s okay that it is, Jax. Politics can be brutal sometimes, but those things they’re saying about you aren’t true. I don’t even have to know what they’re saying to know that. You’re a good person, and these are just mean, manipulative tactics because they’re desperate.” Then he asks gently, “What are they saying that’s getting to you? Let me help you remember what’s true and what’s not.”
"yeah... I know... I just" he takes a deep breath and pulls up a website on his phone that's just a bunch of people making fun of him either for being an alien or for using crutches. "The real mean stuff... like... " he scrolls down to a person who is legit calling for him to thrown in jail because of being an alien followed by him ranting about how cripples should be euthanized. "It doesn't actually bother me... I guess cause I know they're just... crazy but stuff like this... " he shows Scott a gif comparing him to Jimmy from south park and then one making a joke about him 'probing people' "I don't know why... if just... really gets under my skin sometimes" he says
“That’s so stupid,” Scott shakes his head, angrily looking at the comments. “All of these comments are ignorant and dumb.”
He sighs as he pulls Jax into a side hug. “I’m sorry they bother you, buddy. They’re all wrong you know. And horrible people. You’re far better than how they paint you to be.”
Jax stiffens a little at the hug but takes a breath and leans on Scott. "I know... and it's stupid and...." he sighs a little bit "Sorry I just... I should... " he takes a breath trying to catch his thoughts "Thank you for being here" he says finally as he turns to hug his dad. "I'm glad i have you"
Koschei glanced down at the trashcan only briefly but honestly he wasn't so concerned about the pizza and more concerned about the fact that apparently some version of him had a kid with Lucy. "And... where are your parents now?" he asks swallowing as he looked Lucian over. "I guess you were staring at me because I.... look..." he trailed off not quite finishing his thought
Lucian shoves his hands into the pockets of his pants, before removing one hand to point over his own shoulder. "My mum's at home while my father is out drumming up votes so he can be Prime Minister."
Lucian nods twice. "Yes, sir. I was wondering why my father was eating out of the trash, but you're just someone who looks like him. If you're hungry I can get you a fresher pizza or something."
"I'm always hungry" he says looking at Lucian. Was he in an alternate reality... if so how had he gotten there... "It's a little more complicated than just me looking like your father" he says touching the spot on his stomach where Lucy had shot him all those years ago. "If your offering to get me a pizza... aybe we should sit down and talk...."
Koschei frowed as he looked into the others eyes. Something stired in him as he looked at the boys face, some sort of paternal instinct. "Saxon... wait.... are you related to Lucy Saxon?" he asks the pizza sliding out of his hands and back into the garbage can"Wh....who is your father?" he asks taking a step back his face turning pale.... this couldn't be.... could it.... "
Lucian blinks and smiles a bit, nodding. "She's my mum." He seems to perk up at the question and when he replies.
"Oh, your.. Your pizza!" He exclaims, watching it slide out of the other's hands and back into the garbage can.
He looks back at Koschei. "Harold Saxon." He pauses and then smiles a bit, pushing away the sentence he was about to say.
Koschei glanced down at the trashcan only briefly but honestly he wasn't so concerned about the pizza and more concerned about the fact that apparently some version of him had a kid with Lucy. "And... where are your parents now?" he asks swallowing as he looked Lucian over. "I guess you were staring at me because I.... look..." he trailed off not quite finishing his thought
koschei frowned was this kid even old enough to remember Harold Saxon? He didn't know and he wasn't sure he should stick around to find out.
He took another bite of the pizza looking the boy over. The boy kind of reminded him of his ex wife.
"Koschei" he says finally. "Who are you?"
Lucian's head tilts to the side, humming a bit. He focuses his eyes on the other's face. Eyes locking.
He tended to favor his mom more than his dad with his looks, although he did have his father's eyes.
"Koschei." He repeats, before pointing at himself. "Lucian. Lucian Saxon. I'm sure you heard of my parents, or at least my dad."
Koschei frowed as he looked into the others eyes. Something stired in him as he looked at the boys face, some sort of paternal instinct. "Saxon... wait.... are you related to Lucy Saxon?" he asks the pizza sliding out of his hands and back into the garbage can"Wh....who is your father?" he asks taking a step back his face turning pale.... this couldn't be.... could it.... "
As Cassie comes into the house she can hear Rosco barking and whining from the kitchen. When she gets in there she see's a quite pale and sweaty looking Jax with Rosco laying on his legs and occationally pushing his chest back against the wall so he doesn't fall over. His crutches are laying across the room where they landed when he fell down after moving just wrong and causing a nerve to pinch in his back.
“Shit shit shit shit shit.”
She threw her backpack on the floor and rushed over to her brother on the floor.
“Do me a favor and don’t be dead.”
"Not dead... but in a whole lot of pain... so if you could go find my pain meds I would appriciate it" he says Rosco had started to leave to get them a few times but each time he got off Jax's legs the pain would get worse and Jax would have to call him back to lay on his lap. "It's a nerve... pinched nerve" he says wrapping his arms around Rosco who was nuzzling into him
@haroldtsaxon asked: Koschei pulled out a slice of perfectly good pizza out of the trashcan and took a bite. His lucky day it was still hot. 'What the hell you looking at!" He shouted at the kid watching him "never seen a homeless person before?" With the damage done to the psychic centers of his brain he couldn't sense the other was a time lord, nor did he know he looked exactly like the kids dad because he was in fact an alternate version of him.
(For Lucian Saxon from Koschei)
unprompted ask | Always Accepting
Lucian pokes his tongue into his cheek, before biting his inner cheek after moving his tongue. The young time lord frowned a bit as the other shouted at him. This man looks like his father, but something is off and it's not just because he was just yelled at.
"I'm sorry. You.. You just look like someone I know." He speaks finally, shifting a bit on his feet, shoving his hands into his pants pockets.
He was on his way home from school since there was no football practice, but his mom knew he often took the long way home to clear his head after school so she wouldn't worry too much if he was a little late getting home.
"What's your name?" He asked.
koschei frowned was this kid even old enough to remember Harold Saxon? He didn't know and he wasn't sure he should stick around to find out.
He took another bite of the pizza looking the boy over. The boy kind of reminded him of his ex wife.
"Koschei" he says finally. "Who are you?"
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
“Well…I mean yeah duh! At least when you win I can get nicer jail cells.”
"Oh yeah the delux one for sure" he says laughing "no more crappy prison food either, you get the preminum crappy prison food" he says laughing hard enough Roscoe noticed him and started licking his face
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
“I’m not a delinquent.” She mumbled under her breath
“I’m not surprised though. You’re charming and kind and I think you’re going to make real change in the world. I’m proud of you.”
"I'm just saying what the headline would be" he says shaking his head "not if it was right"
"yeah yeah, your just looking forward to having the luxeries of having connections" he teases
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
“Oof!” The pillow made contact with her head.
“Yeah dad already said I’m not allowed to fight with any of them. I’m exercising all of my self control.”
He laughs a little bit "yeah we don't need that headline... 'delinquint sister of canadate hates free speech'" he says shaking his head
"poll numbers are looking really good by the way" he says
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
“You really couldn’t even pretend to have feelings could you?”
Of course she was teasing him as all good sisters did.
“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re in my life. I love you.”
"Haven't you seen the latest propaganda from my opponents, Aliens are cold unfeeling heartless creatures" he says with a laugh "I love you too" he says tossing a pillow at her playfully
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
“You think I’m something good?”
"I don't know, I mean you got me out of my crappy foster home, broke me out of my angry at the world stuff, got me doing something I love... art... so I guess your not terrible" he says rolling his eyes
“You ever think about how much we used to hate each other and now I can’t imagine my life without you?”
"oh yeah all the time... honestly I didn't hate you I just... was pissed at the universe for everything that it had taken from me and couldn't see anything good even when it was right in front of me"
