Your Star-Spangled Heart [CHASE]

[brent zachary mckinney]

Fire and water. The confliction between the two elements was well known, more so with supernatural beings that had been blessed with the gift of manipulating them. Water put out fire, making it – in the majority of people's opinions – the dominant element out of the two; with fire overpowering earth instead. For a man who was connected to both of the contradictory elements, he was often left torn between many things. 'Things' ranging from emotions to his actions. Each was as unpredictable as each other when the hybrid was put into consideration.


Half of his genes were connected to Hephaestus, the Fire God and fuelled his pyromania as well as being in control of the powers he possessed as a fire fae. However, the other half of the fellow descended from a long line of sirens – all of which had been female, before him. Whether Brent liked it or not, his race gave him an unwanted connection with water. Sometimes he'd get the strangest urges to go for a swim when he really rather stay indoors with his piano and bottle of gin. Brent hated water, he hated his tail, he hated how accidentally making contact with the liquid transformed his lower half instantly. There were perks to being half siren though, he knew that. For one, it did mean that he was actually a rather handsome chap who had natural musical ability and a stunning singing voice. And, as much as Brent despised his tail, it did look almost… beautiful. Like, as beautiful as the rest of him.


Deep within Northvale Forest resided a small, naturally-occurring pool. Brent had heard about the springs accidentally, by overhearing what was supposedly a private conversation between two fae students during his business studies class a week or so ago. Before now, he hadn't had the chance to go and take a look around for himself. Brent wasn't entirely sure why he wanted to in the first place. He didn't like water. He shouldn't like water. It was just that his brain was hypocritical and often contradicted too much of what it thought.


As he trekked through the mass of trees, Brent could finally see what he had been searching for. It was tempting to turn around, head back and set a few things alight on his way. The peculiar longing to swim in the pool was urging him onwards and Brent sighed, making his mind up. It sort of felt like he was cheating on his pyromania, although that wasn't exactly possible in the first place. How did one manage to betray their own disorder? Brent didn't have an answer to that one. He'd simply be the first to do so.


Brent worked at undoing his tie as he walked; which obviously involving him multitasking. Thankfully, he managed it, with his only fault being when he'd stumbled on a tiny rock. By the time he'd taken off his tie, the crossbreed had reached the pool so dropped the item on a patch of clean-looking grass then sat down beside it. In the back of his head, his pyromania was screaming at him to get away from the water and not come back because this was a terrible idea but Brent carried on regardless. He was determined not to go back on his choice.


Taking his time, he then undid his shoelaces and pulled off his shoes and socks which soon joined his tie in what was now his pile of clothing. The last garment to join the pile was his shirt. He almost felt cold now. Not that the brunette was paying attention to his decreasing temperature, he was distracted by his own reflection. It was just as narcissistic as it sounded, to be honest. Brent ran his hand over the beginnings of the beard that he was growing, inspecting it by using the pool's surface as a mirror. It looked good, really good. Brent was more than satisfied with his appearance. Why was he teaching, again? Modelling was much more his style. This face was meant for bigger and better things. But, Brent supposed he was going to have to settle with this job for now, whatever his opinion on it was.


Tentatively, Brent dipped his feet into the water's edge. Within a matter of moments, his legs fused together and then formed a tail, covered in deep purple scales that glistened even in the dim sunlight. His sudden change in form caused him to lose his balance slightly and go toppling head-first into the cool water. It wasn't one of the hybrid's finest moments; that was for sure.

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[chase michael jackson]

Chase was really just an outdoor sort of person. He didn't like being inside for any length of time because inside was just boring. So unless he was in front of his drums playing or something like that, he didn't like being inside. He often went for walks when he didn't have classes. Or... when he got too nervous about going to class and decided to skip. That wasn't too often, but it was the instance now when he found himself wandering around the forest again for what seemed like the millionth time in a week. He was trying to find the spring that was supposed to be in the middle because that sounded like something cool to go and visit.

He thought about finding a nice place to meditate or something, but that didn't sound as fun as putting his feet in the water and watching the clouds move and be awesome. Chase had even brought his drum sticks with him. Water meant there would be some rocks of some kind... he thought. Which meant he could figure out some rhythms and such. And... he just liked his drum sticks. There was nothing wrong with that.

When he got there, he backed away slightly because he saw there was another person there. He didn't like other people. He considered backing away and going somewhere else when he realized who it was. Then he just smiled and stepped forward a bit. He was behind Brent, so he couldn't see Chase. He was just about to dip his toe in the water and Brent was watching. His eyes widened when Brent's legs turned into a tail because... holy shit fucking awesome. He smiled widely and went toward the water. "That was so awesome!"

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[brent zachary mckinney]

Half of Brent was sort of freaking out because he was underwater and had gotten himself absolutely drenched in the stuff because he was such a failure. Who could blame him? This was quite a bit different from taking a fucking bath.

It wasn't long before the crossbreed surfaced, gasping for air. That had been a frightening experience but at least he could swim. Lessons with his mother when he was a kid had seemed to pay off eventually, Brent was surprised by how he'd managed to remember what she'd taught him but didn't wish to dwell on it. He was more concerned by his hair. He hadn't meant for that to get ruined. His life was so not fair, really.

Shitshitshitshit. Just to make him feel worse, Chase was here too. And he had to have witnessed that. Fan-fucking-tastic. Brent worked out that the fae was commenting on the whole taily-thing not about him falling into the springs. One thing Brent didn't enjoy at all was other people seeing his tail. It made him feel really self-conscious. Right now was no exception.

Brent stayed where he was and looked over in his friend's direction but didn't meet his eyes or he thought he may die even more. If that were possible. "I-I, uuum, thank you?" Brent stammered. He gnawed at his lower lip and tried to ignore that he could feel himself blushing bright red or he'd only end up making it worse.

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[chase michael jackson]

Was Brent... a bit embarrassed? Chase smiled at the emotion coming from him and slipped his shoes off before sitting down by the side of water. he set his drumsticks down next to him and rolled up his pants before sticking his feet in the water. It felt nice, actually. "I've never seen a siren with its tail before. I gotta say, I think it makes you look even cuter."

[/b] Chase tried to get Brent to calm down about his tail as he gave him a warm smile.

Chase wasn't sure what else to say to him, but he kind of wanted to jump in the water. Normally he wouldn't even think about it, but Brent had already seen his scars. There was nothing to hide from him. He could strip down to his boxers and jump in. No problem. He just wanted to make sure Brent was okay with it. "Mind if I join you?"[/b]
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[brent zachary mckinney]

Was it possible to choke on air, or your own breath? Because Brent had thought that he'd just somehow managed to do so. This wasn't a cute tail! It was... it was annoying but, yeah, it looked nice. But how did it make him look cuter? Brent thought it did the opposite because he was kind of like a fish and they were all gross. Still, the professor didn't have it in himself to have a go at Chase for calling him cute in the first place. He should really start doing that but... no.

"It doesn't. I feel like a sassy goldfish." he whined, grimacing slightly at his own comparison. He could've done better with that one. 'Sassy goldfish'? Brent would've found it far more amusing if he wasn't too concentrated on feeling sorry for himself. And then it hit him that he'd actually said that out loud, which was clearly a big mistake. In an attempt to save himself, Brent stared at Chase and opened his mouth to correct himself. "I... I... y-you never heard me say that." Was what he settled for in the end. It was better than nothing. Chase was totally going to ignore what he'd said. Because he was in no way a sassy fucking goldfish.

He shook his head, sort of not trusting himself to speak again in case he managed to stay something else that was a nothing more than a pile of stupid shit. "...Go ahead." There. Unembarrassing words.

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[chase michael jackson]

Chase didn't think he was about to contain the laughter what so ever when it blurted from his mouth. Yeah. Sassy goldfish. How was he supposed to control it. That was the better question here. "Sassy goldfish? One. Why on Earth would you describe yourself as sassy on purpose. And goldfish? I think you're a bit bigger than a goldfish."

[/b] Chase told him as he stood back up to undo his pants and drop them, leaving him in his boxers and giving Brent a chance to see some of the scars he had on his legs as well. Those were no where near as bad as the ones on his arms and chest though.

"I'm sorry about the scars..."[/b] Chase mumbled before taking his shirt off as well. He still felt the need to apologize for them. Even though some weren't his fault, there was still a good amount that were. He had, for the most part, quit cutting, but they were still there. Once he was stripped enough, he jumped into the water, going under all the way. When he got back up, he flicked his hair out of his eyes and smiled at Brent.
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[brent zachary mckinney]

Brent half glared, half pouted as Chase laughed at him. Laughing wasn't exactly making him feel any better although Brent didn't have the right to be irritated considering he'd been the one to be such an idiot in the first place. "I don't know what you're talking about." he looked straight at Chase, almost snapping him but not quite.

Brent did notice a lot more of Chase's scars now that more of his skin had been exposed. They didn't bother him though, they just made him feel kind of bad that they were there in the first place. "You don't need to apologise, stupid." he sighed but left it at that.

Chase had ended up splashing Brent in the face with a load of the pool's water when he'd jumped in, so he decided not to smile back at him. He was a little preoccupied with wiping the water off his face.

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[chase michael jackson]

Chase just had a habit of apologizing whenever he felt he needed to. It was just one of those things he did that he knew he probably shouldn't but did it anyways. He was just glad Brent knew about them and didn't think they were too ugly or anything. That would be bad. He just smiled at Brent when he wiped the water out of his eyes. "Oops. Did I splash you?"

[/b] Chase asked with a grin as he swam closer to Brent.

"But I really like the tail. And I'm not joking or anything, I just really love it. I think it really brings out your eyes."[/b] Chase told him, but couldn't keep the smile off his face so it probably looked like he was joking when he really wasn't. He honestly liked the tail. "How does it feel to swim with it. Bet it makes you go faster."[/b]
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[brent zachary mckinney]

"What do you think?" Brent stuck his tongue out at Chase. Before he stopped himself for being so predictable and immature, the professor splashed him back. It wasn't as bad as what he'd received but it would take a lot of time and effort for Brent to get out of the water and then jump straight back in for that one, measly reason.

Skeptically, Brent frowned at the fae. "It... brings out my eyes?" He was having trouble trying to comprehend how Chase seemed to like his tail so much. It was weird. He shrugged at the student's question. "I don't know? It's just, I-I dunno how to explain it." It was a taily feeling. And Brent had no idea how you were supposed to explain that to someone without a tail so he didn't really try.

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[chase michael jackson]

Chase giggled when Brent splashed him. He dipped under the water and opened his eyes. Deciding that it would be more fun to swim around Brent and jump onto his back. Yep. That is what he thought would be better. When he was on top of him, he wrapped his legs around his tightly and kissed his neck from behind, making a big show about it and not really caring about boundaries or shit like that. "It does. I'm not even kidding."

[/b] Chase told him when he still questioned the tail bringing out his eyes. They were too amazing to question. "And way to explain it. I think it'd be cool to have a tail. I love swimming. "[/b]
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