Quiet Night [open]

[Tuesday Melvoine]

Tuesday froze as he corrected her, stating that her facts about planes were incorrect. She looked around in a momentary panic, her eyes wide as she tried to reassess what she had said, what she believed to be right, and to say it was wrong. She looked up, jolting back into reality.
"Well, um…planes are cool." She mumbled, a light blush crossing her pale cheeks as she tried to overcome her flustered state. How could she be wrong about that? She looked down at her feet. At that moment she took a moment to realize just how different they were. Jaydon was young and...alive. She was technically very old and she was a ghost as well. Didn't she belong in heaven? Or something like that?
She nodded silently and followed behind, glancing around occasionally as the guilt of lying to him and probably making him suspicious, especially after her little fiasco.
She stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, her arms hanging by her side and her whit shake cascading around her shoulders, tickling her arms. She glanced up guiltily at the blonde haired boy.
"Hey Jay, can I tell you something important?" She asked shyly. If she wanted to have friends to help her when she needed it, she had to be honest.

[Jaydon Meer]

There was a few seconds of quiet until Tuesday spoke up, about something she want to tell him. He partly wondered what he should be so he turned to face, seeing her ghostly pale skin and bright yellow eyes and white hair. "What is it?" He asked, still partly curious. Then he could see darkness invade the corners of his eyes and he knew immediately what was happening. No, not now, not now. Was all he could think until the blackness clouded his eyes and the large pain came. He fell, just able to catch himself before he fell completely, only luck. The sledgehammer pain always knocked him off balanced. Then the colors came that created a picture, he knew what he was seeing. Tuesday, she was crossing the street and he could see a car refusing to stop, but before they collided it stopped and he let out a groan.

His head stung and when he tried to stand up he had to use the wall to stay up.

[Tuesday Melvoine]

She looked up and began to speak, but right when she started he suddenly collapsed. She gave a loud squeak before dropping to her knees to try and figure of what was wrong.
"Jaydon?!" She asked, her voice rising in a few octaves as she fretted over him. He looked to be in pain and Two couldn't help but worry and panic. She took off her had and place it on top of his. She couldn't think of anything else to do anyways.
She sat down, her legs crossed as she sat by the curb, glancing at him and wondering what was going on.
It only took about 3 minutes for him to reawaken and come to his senses. She jumped up, trying to help him up to the best of her abilities.
"A-Are you alright? What happened?" She questioned, forgetting about her little confession.

[Jaydon Meer]

For a few seconds, Jaydon was dazed, his mind went blank, as th9ough a side affect of the sudden impact. After a few seconds it seemed as though his brain was now processing once again. Why do I take these stupid risks. Was all he could think, His head felt as though it was being crushed from some kind of force. He could feel a slight ache in his stomach, and knew he was scared himself, even if Tuesday was trust worthy, he didn't want to be a freak, he didn't want anyone to know of his uncontrollable power. He paused for a few seconds, as though to register her words, he was unsure of what to do or what to say. Its been a while since anyone knew of my ability to see the future. He thought. "Uhh, yeah I am fine, but I think I should head home." Jaydon said nervous as he pass gave her back her hat.

"Bye." He said as he began to run down the street, trying to escape what happened, yet he nearly slipped up a few times and he knew Lub would just follow or pass him dependent of the outcome.