emotional spectrum (alec)

@"Paradox"

Someone was using the piano down below. While it didn't show, Max was mildly bothered by it - she had little else to do that interested her in this place. So she took to the roof, moving away from the world and closer to the skies.

There she lay, head against the edge, long hair swaying in the wind. A strand crossed her vision, and she played with it for a while, her ears faintly picking up the distinct notes of a piano. They were discordant, though she found some sort of ease there. Being imperfect, she thought, was a good thing.

The sky was cloudless. It was very disappointing - she liked seeing clouds. After minutes of staring up in wait for just one of them to pass by, she thought that they were in hiding and nodded. She shut her eyes, waiting for that familiar sensation of them changing in inexplicable ways inside her head.

As she opened them, she was suspended in a void, colorless and formless. In every direction she could see tiny forms in all sorts of colors. Directly below her was someone glowing positively yellow with sheer excitement. A generous distance away stood someone who was a dull gray. And then someone - rather, what seemed to be two people colored a faded, fuzzy light red of mild irritation occupying the same physical space - stood nearby. at what probably was the door to the roof. Softly, though loud enough that they could hear it, she said, "How are there two of you standing in the same spot?"

@"Paradox"

Fuzzy red shifted to an unstable, fluctuating shade of nauseated purple. Now that she was closer, she could see that the two had some differences in emotion. One was less uneasy, but they melded together that it was as if they were harmonizing.

She stared at him anyway, eyes empty and piercing at the same time. His discomfort was evident - perhaps she'd stumbled on a secret he or they didn't like people knowing.

As she often did in conversations, she turned her back to him - was it a he? It sounded like it but she couldn't see - and stared up at the empty void, closing her eyes. "I can see things. Things people wouldn't believe, things people don't want to believe... things they can't see and things they don't want to see. I see the other person in you, but I can't hear them. To my eyes they're just a silent light purple silhouette. But I can't see clouds right now..."

Her eyes slid open again, now seeing normally. There was but one cloud there up in the sky. It gave her a sense of peace and satisfaction. "Did you two also come here to watch the clouds?"

@"Paradox"
Max shut her eyes,, thinking to return her sight to normal. There was a silent pause. Her eyes then opened and the sun stung them. With a smile, she stretched her arms wide open, a weak smile as if basking in the bright sunlight. The breeze gently making her long hair and skirt sway, she spoke as calmly as he wind.

"I like the sun... the light. Without the light, I can't see - and it's hard enough to see the things I'm looking for as it is. But I came here to watch for the clouds. I envy them, the little rabbits up in the sky, all free. Without troubles, without blame."

Wistfully, she let out a weak breath audible to none, not even her. She put a finger to her hair, tucking it neatly behind her right ear. A foot tilted and she put her weight on her left heel, twirling around to face the two. "May I come with you?"

@"Trahnael"

"I'm Max. But sometimes I don't want to be. Sometimes I want to be like John, or maybe like you. Alec. It's a simple and clean name... a normal name." While her voice still stayed as airy as it was by default, it was paced more slowly, and spoke those words with a little more weight. Even her walk was like so, weirdly-paced though dignified.

Half in her own world, and half in the world.

Noticing out the corner of her eye that the door was a good distance away from where they stood on the staircase, Max stopped her off-beat walk, feet on different steps.

"We're inside," she stated, matter-of-factly. All that she knew was that he or they wanted to be inside, and now they were.

@"Trahnael"

Max tilted her head slightly, the slightest hint of confusion on her blank, expressionless face. "You said you wanted to be inside. We're inside," she said simply.

Carefully, Max tucked her hair behind her ears. She delicately fixed her skirt and sat down the stairs, feet stretching out playfully snd lethargically. To the ceiling went her gaze, disappointingly cloudless as its gray concrete was. Both hands she rested upon her lap, giving her the air of a mountain flower. Beautiful. Deliicate.

Distant.

"I wish I had a more normal name. Or a more normal me. But I'm me and there's no reroll for the dice."

A soft breath escaped her lips and some semblance of curiosity in the form of a slightly raised brow snuck onto her features. "What's your friend's name?"