Much Needed Downtime

[Xaver]

Xaver smiled softly, concealing a grin.

"You must. Momma says so."

He hugged Cody back, and then stood as they went back down the hall, trailing slightly, until he was at the mouth of the hallway, leaning a shoulder against the wall, and folding his arms, waiting, silently, for Ginny to return, unable to hide the bemused smile from his lips.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny softly closed the door behind her, turning and smiling at Xaver. She put a finger to her lips and pointed towards the living room.

Once back out there, she sat on the floor, her back against the couch, facing the warm fire.
"He rarely goes to sleep that easily."

[Xaver]

He followed, soundlessly, dropping onto the floor beside her, and scooching close, until they touched.

"He's had a long day," he said quietly. "We all have. You know just as well as I how much a stressful, draining ..pest.. my brother can be."

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny pulled her knees up close to her, wrapping her arms around them and putting her chin ontop.
"Yes. I know." She siad, her voice barly audiable, "He's...too much." She couldn't help but shiver at the thought of his brother. What if Xaver hadn't been there? What if Xaver had pulled him back, kept him from attacking her and Cody?

She felt she was no match for Xences.

[Xaver]

He looked at her.


"Too much?"


Too much to deal with. Too much to think of.. to remember.
Xaver had a fleeting thought - if maybe he'd been a little different, when they were younger. Done things different.. Taken different measures. And Xences more seriously.
Maybe if he'd taken in all the angles - and had actually seen his twin brother as a threat, back when, things would be different now.

They both wouldn't certainly be living.

A sharp, resounding pain set into the back of his head.

Typical.
Typical. Have a problem? Think of killing it off. Good job, Xaver.
Xaver cursed himself.
Talk about a fascade of a role-model. He was a natural-born killer. A natural monster. He was good at it - there was no denying the fact - and how many times had he used that to his own advantage?
Too many.


Killing Xences.
Da*nation

[Ginny Weasly]

"Just...I'm glad you were there today." She tilted her head, her cheek resting on her knees, looking at him. Her eyes communicated more then she could say aloud, but she shivered again.

"I'm just scared of him."

[Xaver]

Gently, he took her closest hand, lacing her fingers with his own, and giving her hand a slight squeeze.

He was glad he was there today, too... If Xences had touched them..
Ohh. Talk about hell on earth.

"I'm not scared of him.. Just what he could do. What he would do... What he's become.."

That slimy good-for-nothin' bastard.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Well, I AM scared of him." She closed her eyes, squeezing his hand tightly, "There's no way I could protect Cody if he decided to go after him." She shook her head, "I'm not able to do that."

She closed her eyes and swallowed, shivering again. She leaned her head on his shoulder, not opening her eyes.
"I kept Cody like a secret for most of his life. I didn't want word getting to Xences."

[Xaver]

And she had done that well.
If Xences was a reason why Xaver had been gone so long.. ..and he had known that? He would've somehow used Cody. To get to Xaver. Somehow, some way - and Xaver would have known about his son before he'd come home..
The thought sickened him.

Xaver shifted slightly, allowing her to lay more comfortably against him, planting a kiss upon the top of her head, and closing his eyes. Squeezing his eyes shut.


"I.. don't know," he said softly. "I really don't know what would happen.. If that happened.."
Xaver clenched his jaw, then leaned back slightly, squeezing her hand, offering her the comfort he could, though he was as worried as she.

"I know, love, that once we are married - you will be offered and/or get a certain array of ..powers, I suppose. It's not a tradition - more like an ..inheritance? Is that the word? ..I've been away from language for so long.. Anyway. You and Cody acquire your own individual, enhancing sort of power. A passing-down, from prior generations... I don't know what difference that will make - but you'd have powers more similar my own. More like the Fallen. Traditional Fallen, anyway. Xences and I were always a bit different ...prodigies, my mother used to say."
He laughed, without amusement, then shook his head, and looked at her.

"But anyway.. Powers similar to my own - I don't know what that would do - but, as Xences changes.. It seems to help. You damper fire, with water, remember. Or eart, or whatnot."

[Ginny Weasly]

((In nightmares, is it gonna be true? send me a msg.))

"What?" Ginny's eyes remained closed, and she moved nothing other then her lips as she spoke, "That's a surprise." She hadn't known she gained powers upon marrying a Fallen. And she hadn't known that Cody would gain even more. He was already scarily good with magic.

"Yes, water is my choice element. But I am able to use each.."

[Xaver]

(Kay. Will do. And that last post was your 14444th post lol Neat numeroo XD)


"Mmm.."

Xaver gently unlaced their hands, shifting, and wrapping his arm around her, closing whatever distance had remained between them. He closed his eyes, and allowed himself to relax, finally, stretching out his legs, absorbing the warmth of the fire. Usually he didn't like too much heat, and preferred the cool and tonight it seemed just right. He planted a lingering kiss atop her head, resting his chin upon the spot.

"Cody would ascend into his powers, anyway, I suppose... When he reaches a certain age. Or a point in which he is mature enough, anyway. Little is much different for him... But yes, you, too, gain powers. Though upon your chosing, I suppose. You aren't Fallen.. You have a choice in the matter. A sort of amplifying of powers, I suppose. And it would be more signifigant for you, as it was for me ..when I ascended to the throne. Because neither of us are normal, I suppose.."

Xaver frowned slightly.

Despite the responsibility he had always taken over his home-realm, and all the effort and blood of his own he'd put in, it was still new to recognize himself ..as King.
It was an odd title.
Did it suit him?
He didn't think so... He was born into it.. Born to be it. And he'd worked hard at it.
But it was still weird to think of himself that way. Character flaw? He didn't know..

[Ginny Weasly]

(('Tis indeed neat. Lolz))

"I may not like the way my life is sometimes, but I wouldn't trade it for anything." Ginny smiled slightly, now opening her eyes halfway, "Being normal is over rated." She snuggled against him, looking very much like a contented cat now.

"You do realize, of course, this makes Cody a prince twice over, legally."

[Xaver]

He took her hand, turning it over, in his own, as he thought about that. After a moment, he smiled, very slightly.

"And you, a queen twice over, I suppose. You have been always, my forest princess... Now you are my queen?"

Xaver chuckled, quietly.

They were tantalizingly unique.
Drama?
No one could really compare?
Responsibilities?
People really had no idea...

How much Xaver loved her?
Even his own powerful mind could not begin to fathom how much, the way his heart so easily understood.

[Ginny Weasly]

"I suppose so." Ginny smiled, happy, warm, safe. After a moment of silence she stood, untangling herself from him and stretching. She ran a hand through her red hair, pushing it back, then sighing as it fell down softly.

"I'm afraid you'll get to spend alot of alone time with Cody soon. I'm going to need to get a job." She frowned, then smiled, "My funds are running low."

[Xaver]

"You know that wouldn't even be a problem," he said, honestly.
Spending time with Cody was no bother to him.

An obsidian eyebrow arched, as Xaver draped his arms over the cushions of the couch, looking up at her, as she now stood.

"I once boasted to a kid Draco that I had a thousand fold his bank's entirities... A boast - though not a lie. In m-.. our name, I suppose - there's more than we can possibly do away with, even if we really tried. The catch being I only have to go get it - but.."
Xaver looked at her.
"Do what you do, because you want to, love. Not because you have to. It's been a long ride to getting there, but I assure you - you don't 'have to'.. Not anymore. I know you'll probably still work - it's as much in you, as me..."

He waved his hand, his train of thought lost to him.