An Early Morning Goes a Long Way
Steve's POV
I woke up at 500 hours, like normal, to go on my morning run. As I was getting ready I heard a very small noise.
On alert, I reach for my shield as I ask, "JARVIS?"
"Yes, Steve?"
"Is there anybody else in the tower."
"No."
I pause. Confused. "Then who would be up?" I ask as I put down my shield.
"That would be Alivia. She is currently on her balcony."
'She's already up?' I should check on her. Normally, people don't get up so early unless its habit. I wouldn't mind having a running partner. Besides, it could be a great way to get to know her.
With that in mind I head up to her room.
It took less than a minute before I was at her door. I knocked on her door, "Alivia?" No answer. Instead I hear music.
I knock again. Nothing. "Alivia? I'm coming in." Still no answer. JARVIS did say she was on the balcony. She probably didn't hear me. I slide her door and enter. "Excuse me."
When I enter, I see her patio door slightly open. The music to enters her room, allowing me to hear... singing. Her singing. Sure she's singing along, but... she's pretty good.
...
🎶 I've got nothing left, 🎶
🎶 Just an empty heart. 🎶
...
She doesn't seem to notice me as I walk to the patio door and lean on it. Watching her, I see a tear roll down her cheek, then slowly she starts move to the music. Occasionally snuggling and cuddling with her stuffed wolf.
She continues singing and moving with the song. Its both sad and inspirational. I'm amazed she even knows such a song. I stay back, watching so I don't interrupt her.
When she finishes, she's by the railing. Looking at the sky. Watching the sun rise as its light break through New York's buildings. I watch her stand there as the red light also hits her. Even that green blanket hanging from her shoulders can't mask the scene before me.
But that light also reminds me why I'm here. I decided to alert her to my presence,
"Hey."
Alivia's POV
I wake up early in the morning, laying on the bed. It's not like I had a nightmare. Nor is the bed uncomfortable. It's because I'm in a new place. I find it more surprising that I woke up at my normal time, yesterday.
Not an ungodly hour like now.
Normally, when I go somewhere new, for the first few days, I wake up super early. Just like that time my family went to Hawaii. I had to wait for everyone for at least 5 hours before they woke up.
Lucky me, I just happened to be wide awake and unable to go back to sleep. I had to find a way to be entertained, quietly. Some people in my family don't wake up so nicely. So I played with my DS in the bathroom, recorded the radio on my MP3 player, listened to music and hung out on the balcony to watch night turn into day.
Maybe thats what I should do, watch the sun rise. I might be lucky this time.
I may not know when it'll come up, but it'll be a way to pass the time. Sure, I could look at the clock, but I don't want to slow down time. A watched pot never boils and working in retail, going to school ...constantly proved that theory correct.
As much as I want to, exploring or watching TV aren't really an option at this point. I mean I could, but I don't know... what the boundaries... or rules are in Tony's tower. I mean sure, I have the whole floor to myself, but that doesn't mean much if the walls are thin. I don't want to wake anyone up. Maybe it's just a force of habit.
I get out of the bed. Grabbing Wolverine and my MP3 player. I head towards the balcony. Opening the patio door, I feel the cold air. The slight breeze allows me to smell fresh air, not the polluted one I was expecting.
It was nice, but also chilly. I went back inside the room and grabbed my green blanket. Heading back out, I didn't see a chair, its not like I needed one anyway. Gently cradeling Wolverine in my arms, I kneeled. I've found it's more comfortable to sit on my legs rather than sitting like a pretzel. Maybe it's because I've read too much manga.
Even though its dark and chilly, I somehow find this relaxing. I turn on my MP3 so I can listen to my music. I don't want one of my upbeat songs, I want to listen to a steady song, mostly so I'll keep my noise to a minimum.
I search my songs an pull up 'Sound the Bugle' by Brayan Adams. I've always loved the movie Spirit, and loved the songs even more. Even if its in a sad point in the movie, it doesn't have to be a sad song, and right now I find it rather calming.
Before I hit, play I look to the moon. What I see really does sadden me. No stars. Just a lonely moon. She seems so out of place in a new world, yet somehow tranquil.
How I've wish at times I could be her, but at the same time grateful I'm not stuck. I've always liked to look at the stars, even talk to them.
Thinking of them as a type of friend who's always and will always be there. And right now I miss them. I miss seeing them.
I could always find Ursa Major, Orion, sometimes Cancer, and even the selfish princess who was strapped to her chair the 'W' formation. To her, I would curtsy in respect since she is a princess, after all. It was fun. But being here in the Big Apple, ... its just me and the moon.
'Sound the Bugle', some how just seems so fitting.
I hit play, and as the song starts I get comfortable as I start swaying to the music, holding wolverine in my arms.
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Music Lyrics
*sound*
( y/n actions)
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*music* (I hold Wolverine even tighter, resting my chin on his head)
(Opening my mouth to sing a long, quietly)
Sound the bugle now.
Play it just for me.
As the seasons change,
Remember how I used to be.
Now I can't go on. (I get up, still holding Wolverine)
I can't even start. (Walking to the edge of the balcony)
I've got nothing left, (Only to stop short, looking to the moon)
Just an empty heart.
(Then I look down to Wolverine, holding him closer)
I'm a soldier,
Wounded so I must give up the fight. (I touch my nose to his,)
There's nothing more for me, (Then my forehead)
lead me away.
(A single tear falls down)
Or leave me lying here. (I twirl one time into a dance, swaying side to side.
(As I remove my head from his, to his shoulder, letting out a small *whine*)
*music*
Sound the bugle now, (I slow down my steps,)
Tell them I don't care. (Gently, holding him)
There's not a road I know, (I stop.)
That leads to anywhere.
Without a light. (I look at him,)
I fear that I will stumble in the dark. (Then smile slightly)
Lay right down. (Turn, go over to the balconies edge)
Decide not to go on. ( I hang my head, snuggling into Wolverine)
Then from on high,
Somewhere in the distance. (I look to the moon,)
There's a voice that calls (I close my eyes)
"Remember who your are" (My voice rises in confidence,)
If you lose yourself,
Your courage soon will follow.
So be strong tonight. (Opening my eyes)
(I look back to Wolverine in my arms)
(smiling with gentleness)
Remember who you are. (Kissing him on his head)
Yeah, (I hold him tightly, snuggling)
You're a soldier now. (Walking towards the edge)
Fighting in a battle, (Placing my hands on the railing)
To be free once more.
Yeah, that's worth fighting for! (I smile and knocking our heads together)
(for one last snuggle under the moon)
(waiting for the sun)
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I hadn't noticed it was so close to sunrise.
It was breath taking.
Simply stunning.
Even with all the sky scrapers, it's beautiful. The way the suns rays break through the cracks, the spaces between the buildings. A gentle light of scarlet red, breaking through a lonely night. A crisp breeze, making this morning all the more wonderful.
Gladly, I take a deep breath as my next song starts. It just so happens to be 'Hallelujah' by Celtic Thunder. I start to sing along again when,
"Hey"
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I jumped.
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2/16/19
1470 words
Thanks for waiting! So far I'm taking this one day at a time, and wow... her days are pretty long... I promise you these long days are not my intention. I'm more or less trying to go by moment to moment, oh well. I did have to look up rogers morning routine, it was quite interesting.
Anyway enjoy!
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