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[easy_a]

Who: Sirius, Alisha, and you... if you feel so inclined as to save her and Sirius, before he does something he'll regret.
What: Sirius touches Alisha, thus falling prey to her uncontrollable power.
When: Now.
Warnings: TW: Attempted rape, due to the nature of Alisha's power; possible violence.

((This is a double post for Sirius and Alisha; both Rei and I will be responding accordingly!))



[Just another sunny day in New Moore! Sirius and Alisha are enjoying the sun on a park bench while not touching directly, mostly talking about nothing much and yet finding each other's nothings worth listening to.]

Okay so, let me make this easier, yeah? Lydia's my roommate. She's the one who does those stupid blog shows or wotever they are. I know she comes off as a total slag, but you know... she's actually all right. But... her boyfriend is a total prick. So, he thought it would be a brilliant idea to ignore her, walk out on her, then treat her like shit when she tried to get his attenion. I actually feel really bad for her.

She's one of those that can't spell... Not sure if I ever noticed her boyfriend. Man, this is like back in school.

[And then there's a laugh and he does lean over, sliding an arm around her hip.]

Although I guess ignoring her would be easier to do than ignoring you.

You reckon? She's mighty loud. Maybe you should come over more often so you can judge it for yourself, yeah?

[She grins, her tone coy; the invitation genuine, though not the reasoning behind it.]

Then again, might be best to wait a bit before that becomes a regular thing. Been thinking about investing in a new bed; the one that came with the place is shit. [There's that innuendo again.]

Sounds like a worthwhile investment. I'd want you to be comfortable. In bed.

[Innuendo, never far with these two.

And then he catches her eyes and is about to say something else, only when her shirt shifts - perhaps from a breeze, from her movement or from his - and his arm touches her bare skin, something jolts through him. Not a moment later and he grabs her wrist, already on top of her. His lips against the skin of her neck and his words frantic while his hips shift, while he needs her, clearing his mind of all but red, hot desire.]

You're so beautiful, fuck, Alisha, I want you... Your breasts, your mouth, you, fuck... [For better or worse he cuts himself off here as his lips cover hers and his tongue pries at them, still holding her wrists and his other hand searching.]

J-Jesus fuck... Sirius--- Sirius! Get off me!

[Unfortunately, she knows all too well that no verbal command can pry him from her... or rather, from her power. Though she writhes beneath him, he's the stronger of the two, and she quickly realizes there isn't a way for her to shove him off or slip out from underneath.

Panic-stricken, she calls out, fearful of her own well-being... and for Sirius'.]

Somebody! Pull him off!



((OOC: For those not familiar with the Misfits universe, Alisha's power is essentially... this. Instant and uncontrollable sexual arousal upon skin to skin contact. Her power will affect Sirius as long as he's making that contact with her; once the contact ends, however, he will have no recollection of what happened. Be forewarned that if anyone else touches her skin while trying to help her, the power will affect them as well.))

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[alwaysimpure]

[Sirius doesn't even hear the Doctor, or if he does he chooses to ignore him. His mind and his body is completely occupied with just one thought and it's nothing that will even allow for distractions to be registered.]

[easy_a]

[Allow Alisha to speak on Sirius' behalf.]

It's not him! Just... help me get him off!

[It's not until after she speaks that she realizes who is there. This is definitely not her ideal situation. She had successfully gone without speaking or running into the bloke since... that time, and she'd rather that record remain unbroken.

However, the current situation trumps her disdain for the man; at the very least, if he was in her head, he might have an idea of how to properly handle things.]

[icanbuyafez]

[Eleven is frozen for another moment or so, but then everything clicks and he remembers what he'd learned about Alisha's power - and not just what he'd learned, but what he'd experienced, through her memories.

Then he's past his hesitation and is right up with them as he tackles Sirius to the ground with surprising strength.]

[alwaysimpure]

[On instinct, Sirius fights back. He reaches for his wand, he lashes out, but then he pauses to realize and he freezes under the Doctor. Turning his head he looks at Alisha, eyes wide as he puts two and two together.]

Oh damn...

[easy_a]

[She might have screamed when Sirius was tackled off of her. Probably maybe. Most likely.

To be honest, that move took her by such surprise, she can't be sure. Now that Sirius is free from her power, she scrambles up off the bench to stand on her own two feet.]

Okay, okay, he's free; now let him go.

[icanbuyafez]

[Knowing very well how her power worked, though he didn't want to think about how he knew it so well, Eleven had already rolled off him, and was slowly standing up. His voice is a little breathless when he speaks to Sirius.] Sorry. I hope your chest is okay. I didn't have time to be gentle.

[He looks over at Alisha, and a complicated flood of emotions chase themselves across his face, such that even he couldn't say what he was feeling. He does speak to her, but he seems almost hesitant to do so.] Are you all right?

sorry for the lateness, and Sirius is out of THIS thread!

[alwaysimpure]

That's...

[That doesn't even bloody matter right now, mostly, because he's still only staring at Alisha, horror very clearly written on his face.]

I'm sorry, Alisha, I'm so, so... Fuck. [So fucked, yes. And then he's nothing much, as he disapparates without another word.]

toodles, Sirius. ;w;

[easy_a]

[She nods in response to the Doctor, but her attention turns towards Sirius as watches him come to, eyes riddled with utmost pity, her other features completely apologetic.]

Sirius, wait...!

[Of course, by the time the words leave her mouth, he's long gone. Letting out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, she glances back to the Doctor. She crosses her arms over her chest, taking a long moment to compose herself. He's a whole other barrel of balled up emotions, one she didn't plan on opening again so soon.]

...Thanks. For stopping him before shit got worse.

Re: toodles, Sirius. ;w;

[icanbuyafez]

Of course. It's the least I could do.

[He swallows, and takes a deep breath. He isn't ready to face this. Not really, not now. He doesn't want to think about what he did then - it is hard to face, because that is often how he sees himself. He'd killed and tormented scores of people during that event, but he's done as much and more before. He knows that he was capable of worse, so much worse. It's hard to face precisely because such acts are not beyond him.

He does his best to be who he ought to be, to be more like his bright and shining companions, to help others - but he knows he is not a good man.

That doesn't matter here, though. He wronged her, even if he wasn't really in control at the time. He wouldn't have approached her of his own volition, but as usual, the universe had its own plans. He's here now, and he has to at least try to make amends, even if he doesn't really believe it's possible.]

I... I'm sorry. For what happened the first time we met.

[easy_a]

[She looks away from him and shakes her head, as if trying to brush off the excess disdain and discomfort.]

...Don't worry about it.

[To be honest, she's not quite sure how to handle the apology, especially not when she assumes it to be sincere. Overt forgiveness -or even considering it- is not something that Alisha particularly excels at. However, stepping away from the situation and waving it off for another day, even mentally, is something she does do rather well.

She also does a pretty good job with justifications too.]

Place does weird shit to people. It's bad enough when everything's "normal", if wot just happened isn't proof enough. Anyway, I can't exactly blame you for everyone and their mother trying to make comicbook bullshit reality.

[However, she can blame him for creeping and prying into her mind, and especially for playing with her fears. That is why despite her purposeful nonchalant treatment of the situation, her trust in him is still drastically in the negatives.]

[icanbuyafez]

I know you probably don't trust me - I wouldn't either, after what I did. That time... aside from granting me those awful powers, the island seemed to think I was better off as a sort of amoral villain. It somehow got into my head and erased any trace of right and wrong, of morality. I look back to what I did now, and it horrifies me.

That's not an excuse, and I'm not looking for forgiveness - I don't think anything could be an excuse for what I did. But I just thought you should know. I really am sorry.

[easy_a]

I said don't worry about it.

[However, she does appreciate the apology, even if it's a day late and a dollar short.]

Doesn't mean I want you riffling through my brain ever again; and if you do, I'm pretty damn sure Sirius has a spell to make you regret it.

[She says it rather lightly, though, as if she doesn't truly believe things will come to that.]

[icanbuyafez]

[He'd have come early, but he had suspected she would probably generally just prefer to never see him again, and he had been trying to oblige.

Though her voice is light, he answers seriously.] Thankfully, that's not a thing I can normally do without your consent, so that's something you really don't have to worry about.

[easy_a]

[Consent in terms of a supernatural ability? There's something she'd never thought she'd hear. At least, not in those sorts of terms. Even Kelly couldn't control when she picked up on other's thoughts, nor Curtis when he turned back time. Alisha herself is the prime example of consent being completely missing from a power.]

That's surprisingly good to know. Thanks, I suppose.

[icanbuyafez]

[He nodded in acknowledgement, but then was at a loss. What did you say after something like that happened? A little awkwardly, Eleven moved a step or two away.] Right. Umm. Well, if you're alright, I'll just, er... go. Now.

[easy_a]

You do that.

[There was no easy way to really walk away from what happened. Breaking off and parting ways quickly, even if it's awkward, is probably for the best.]