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Alistaire Anton Shaw ([personal profile] hellfire_child) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2014-03-09 04:41 pm

The Artist (Out Of Her Natural Environment)

Alistaire pulled up to the house. He still couldn't believe that Grandfather had run Alisa out of the city. He'd deal with that in due time, but right now, he had to get her to stop running. This location was a joke. A dirt road driveway? He was probably going to have to throw away these shoes. A large parcel was in the trunk of the Tesla Roadster he'd bought for the drive. He glanced back over his shoulder at it, before ringing the bell.

It was a lovely house, even if the location was a joke. He'd have to make sure to help her with the reselling.
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-09 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like de kids at de school. I can relate to a lot o' dem." She admitted as she focused on her brush strokes. "I'm learnin' a lot from dem an' de teachers. Only draw back is dat Brooke drives me up a wall. Constantly insults an' belittles me. I get it, I'm socially awkward, I ain' good wit' people... but she needs to give me a break!"

Alisa finally peeked from the side of her canvas, before returning to her work.

"I recently had to protect two o' de students from members o' de FoH. It felt so good to do dat. To know I was doin' de right t'ing." She peeked again. "As for you, you are jus' a piece o' eye candy to me. If I wasn' in a relationship, or tryin' to be a good guy... well... you know I'd be in dat bed wit' you."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-09 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I dunno... sumt'ing about bein' "faithful" to someone I care about, an' who appears to love me feels important." She admitted, opening up the tube of white paint and working with that, now. "It's jus' ... Ryan's got a lot on his plate. I can' go to his place because I ain' exactly welcome dere, an' when he runs off to go save de world... I get lonely, because I don' know when an' if he'll come back."

"You are right, you are more den eye candy to me. I still care for you, Alistaire. But you can return de same feelings, so I try an' distance myself an' focus on my relationship wit' Ryan."

"As for Brooke, your Aunt would NOT be happy if any harm came to her. Last t'ing I need is anoder Shaw wantin' me dead."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-10 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"What you are, all o' it? What's dat supposed to mean?" She asked, looking out from the side of her easel. "An' what am I, really, Alistaire? Rather, what do you t'ink I am?"

Her brush strokes were moving a bit faster, now. She appeared to be using the color for his eyes in the painting. It was hard to focus on her word when he was being so... enticing.
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-10 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"It's hard to understand someone who can' love another person. Much less take dere feelings an' emotions into account." She spoke honestly to Alistaire. "I've told you dat before. I want to love you, because I trust you. You've never thrown me under a bus, or tried to hurt me. You've respected me, but not enough."

She started to clean the brush off, then dry it with a towel before using some black paint once more.

"You don' gotta pose anymore. I got dat down solid. Jus' relax an' talk, Alistaire." She offered him a small smile. "It's funny, we both want to be understood, an' we both trust each other... kind of an irony."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"It's safe, an' dat's what matters, Alistaire." She shook her head, putting her paintbrush down and sitting on the edge of the bed he laid in. She had not a drop of paint on her... despite how quickly she was working.

"I was attacked by a Guild member in my first apartment. Your Grandfather walked in on it an' killed de man before he could do anyt'ing more den beat me up bad. He den turned to me an' called me "pathetic". Scared me good." She never told Alistaire this, because she feared what he would thing.

"De next place I moved to didn' feel safe, either. Your Grandfather's men ruined my car. Cut de gas an' break lines... an' when I had it towed to a mechanic, dey found sugar in de tank. It was gonna be too expensive to fix, so I decided it needed to be totaled or sold for whatever parts were good." She sighed, laying back on the bed. "Den he decided to have my art gallery fire bombed. I had to have Ryan stay wit' me for a few days. I was scared he was gonna come for me next... or hurt Ryan to punish me more."

"I can' win in a fight against your Grandfather. Even if I absorbed all de hate an' rage on dis planet, he'd still be able to take me out. So, I decided to let him win. I moved. I'm close to de school, which is good 'cause I still need a new car. Can' rely on a rental forever. An' despite it bein' so quiet an' lonely... it's beautiful inside an' out."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Alistaire, I don' know..." She took note of the blanket, then turned her head away from him.

"You know, part o' de reason I left was not just to protect myself or Ryan, but you as well. You skate on thin ice wit' your Grandfather. You wouldn' survive his wraith, or if he tanked your bank accounts like your father did. Would be selfish o' me to stay an' get de people I care about hurt."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-11 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
She allows her hands to be held by his. For a bit, she is silent, looking as though she is thinking quite hard on what to do. She could give up on all the hard work she had done to try and get the Institute to try and trust her, a relationship in which her partner truly seemed to care for her, and her safety... for Alistaire Shaw.

"I really don' know what to do..."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-11 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Would you mind stayin' de night?" She asked, watching him grab his clothes. "I"m makin' some killer home cookin', an' well... you never tasted my cookin' before."

She got up and walked over to him, her arms folded over her chest.

"An' do you wish to see de paintin' now, or do you wish me to bring it over when I return to de city tomorrow?"
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-11 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I like Ryan, but de fact I can see his family or his place bugs me. Like I'm so secret girlfriend or sumt'ing to be ashamed o' . Oui, he protects me, loves me... but he hasn' well... touched me since I lost my leg. No one 'as." She hated to admit that.

"Maybe he an' I are better off as friends or sumt'ing. Because as a girlfriend... I feel... neglected." She never had told anyone about any of this. "De tighter I try to hang on to him, de faster he seems to slip away."

"You never felt ashamed o' me. You spent more time wit' me den anyone else, sometimes..."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-11 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll talk to him soon..."

He had an opportunity to take advantage of her situation and did not. Who was this man? Perhaps Alistaire was telling the truth about how he felt towards her.

Alisa soon returned back to Earth to answer his question.

"Seafood Jambalya an' Crafish Étouffée. All dis work an' trouble has got me starvin' !" Alisa smiled, giving Alistaire a kiss on the cheek before going over to the canvas and turning it around so he could see. She had yet to sign it, yet, but it was done.

Alisa used brush strokes like the kind used for Asian Calligraphy, giving the picture this amazing look. It was as though someone threw paint at the canvas and an image of Alistaire came of it.

"Needs a bit longer to dry before you take it home."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-12 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, it's only as lovely as de subject matter, no." She grinned before carefully placing the canvas back on the easel. She then took a brush and signed the bottom of the painting. She even dated it. "Dere you go. It should be dry in a couple o' hours."

She then closed up all the paints, washed off her brushes, and began to head back downstairs with Alistaire.

"Maybe I could keep dis place for de weekend. It's too nice to put back up on de market. Especially wit' de plans I got for it."
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[personal profile] alisa_lebeau_v3 2014-03-12 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Alistaire, I don t'ink dat would be necessary." She waved her hand as she headed for the kicthen. It was a gorgeous kitchen... as though a chef once owned this house. "I wish to keep it. You may borrow it. An' what kind o' parties are we talkin' about?"

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