I Cant Touch You Without Hurting You... (PAFP) (male needed)

Bright amber orbs flicked to the side as the coin dropped to the cup with a small sound, the boy's gaze not daring to meet that of the other female's. His last little bit of money that he couldn't use anyway, as that little didn't buy anything these days.. He himself was cold, like she was, having worn nothing but a green t-shirt and roughed up jeans like he always did. His shaggy black hair fell into his face and temporarily hid his eyes from view, before shifting to the side to reveal his gaze on her. This girl... Had him curious. She was young, probably a bit older than him, though. She was cold, all alone.. Why was she alone? He wondered that to himself, but it'd be intruding to ask. He himself hadn't spoken in about a week. The boy truly despised most socialization and would only speak when he had no other choice. He could usually communicate with a simple 'mhm' Or movements of his head, but he truly didn't enjoy speaking.

He, after finally managing to meet her gaze for more than two seconds, simply blinked at her. Questions were practically written in his golden orbs. However nervous it made him to look into this stranger's eyes, he was willing to do it. Because when things didn't seem right, he wanted to make them so. If he could, that was. Yes, he knew the feeling of being alone. Having no parents to call his own, he was also an outcast to society. Not hated, like this girl, but like she was wishing- he was invisible. Not literally, but with his lack of words, and finding his own food when he could, he never had to beg or even be in town. Which made this encounter all the more interesting, as he could've skipped town again today. But no, something had brought him here, and he had no idea what.. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind that it could be her, though. After all, things like that didn't happen. Not ever.

He hadn't even noticed that he'd been staring at her for a full minute now, before he blinked once more. He looked away, almost seeming startled as he fidgeted awkwardly in her presence. He really would rather just walk away- after all, he'd helped this poor soul. But he felt a strange feeling within him. Because she was alone. A connection of some sort, maybe? The fact that they were both in the same boat? He wasn't quite sure, but he wasn't even thinking of a possible link to this girl. He just felt drawn to stay, for once in his life. In a social situation with another human being- the most uncomfortable thing he could think of doing at this point. So why did he feel as if he should? "Mmm.." He murred a little, trying to find his voice as he tugged on his shirt collar. Why was it so hard to say a simply little "hello"? "H...Hi." He finally forced out, speaking under his breath in an attempt to keep his voice from being heard. Which was probably a bad idea, but it was a natural habit for him. He never wanted to be heard, so he'd started speaking as quietly as he could manage while still at least showing people that he was indeed speaking and not ignoring them.

"...W..what's your- name-..?"

[ -whispers- How old would you like him to be? I originally planned him 14 but I can go 15-16 for this RP if you'd like. c:

I'm still thinking as to if he has anything "Special" in terms of ability and such, too. <3 I apologize that I have never heard of the series, but I hope I can live up to your standards despite that fact. ;w; ]

[ That's fine with me! <3 I do agebending a lot, so it's all cool. =w=/
Awww, thank you! <3 ]

The boy stepped back just a bit- not in retreat, he hoped she realized, but just because she looked so- uncomfortable? Startled? He hadn't been hoping to scare her or anything- maybe he looked scary? Last he'd checked, he'd looked pretty okay- wait, what.

... Jade. that name was most certainly interesting. It sounded like- a name out of a storybook, for him. Not that he'd had many of those read to him in his lifetime, but he secretly clung to the memories of his childhood. A girl named Jade.. Sounded like a protagonist. But this wasn't a book, this was real life, and- if he'd heard correctly, she'd asked him the same question he'd just thrown at her. "U-" His voice faltered. He was glad her voice seemed to be as soft and unsteady as his- small world. "Uh,.." He took a breath. This was stupid- It was just a girl, not a huge crowd of people. Why. Couldn't. He. Speak?

"Luke." He said, his amber eyes still locked onto her greenish-grey ones. He thought them to be pretty. It reminded him of the forest on a foggy day- the forest that he happened to call home most of the time, oddly enough. He noticed they looked rather- surprised, though. The look in her eyes, that was. He guessed maybe she hadn't had many people to talk to, either....

Before he'd even realized it, he'd crouched down on one knee, to her level where she sat. This soft-spoken, cold and lonely girl named Jade- She interested him. And it took a lot to grab his attention. "What are you.. doing out here..?" He managed to form a sentence a little better than before, save for his repeated pauses to clear his throat. His voice was still terribly soft, and he was glad she was the only person listening. Anyone else wouldn't be able to hear.

[ I'm still here! I was really sick and couldn't get on, I'm sorry! ;;
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[ Thank you! nvn
Also my internet went down yesterday, sorry about that! If I stop replying suddenly like that, that's probably what happened. ^^' lelel I kind of jinxed it |D ]

Luke visibly flinched as jade scrambled back against the wall, rather taken aback by the sudden movement and also how... scared she seemed to be. Figuring his presence had startled her, he scooted back, his face holding no expression whatsoever. All his emotions were in his eyes, people said. Or, they would, had he bothered to speak to them. "..Sorry.." He mumbled softly, fidgeting slightly. Luke had always been different from other people, somehow, but he didn't know how. But being the person that he was, he hadn't really cared. If people were wary of him, over interested in him, if they enjoyed bullying him- he didn't care either way. He was just naturally apathetic towards almost everything.

Amber orbs were once again hidden by raven-black locks as the wind shifted once more, but for once, he bothered to lift his pale, bony hand to shove it out of his way. Being mysterious and cold towards this girl wouldn't help either of them. Either of them... The phrase sounded rather strange in his mind as he ran it through. But he didn't have time to think about that; She had spoken. She didn't know, how she'd ended up here? He found that thought to be strange as well, but he couldn't blame her the least bit. He himself, in his wanderings, often forgot where he'd come from. Or where he'd been. Whether or not Jade was in the same situation, he didn't know. It would all be revealed in time, he figured, or it wouldn't be revealed at all. Her next statement- or, question, rather- startled him, however. 'Why do you care'- A question this apathetic loner didn't know the answer to. Why did he care? Yes, he would give help when it was needed, but he'd already helped her by giving his last copper coin. Dropping it right into the dirtied white glass. But why had he gone further? Asking her questions and such things as that? He... didn't know. Her gaze was set on his, even with his ruffled black locks coming in between his and her stare every few moments with the steady breeze blowing his hair every which way. "... Why... Wouldn't I?" He asked in a small voice, and the thought shamed him. But he'd never come across another person in her situation, and he was shocked that no one else had stopped to help her. Without a single thought as to how she might react, he gently reached his hand forward towards her- slowly, as if to give off the impression that he wasn't going to hurt her. He just wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, as the movement used on his own person was some sort of reassurance to him. Maybe it would be to her, too...