To Break A Curse

2.51

"And you just so happened to have a wheelchair?" Colts eyes narrowed in concern as Roman nodded a bit with a sad look in his eyes. "Why?"

"My father, Logan." Colt's eyes widened a bit as he nodded in understanding. "He had some sort of a degenerative muscle thing. I was never good with understanding medical speak but... basically he lost te ability to walk... and his hands were going too. The wheelchair was his."

"Considering it was in the closet to the room I'm in..." Roman nodded again confirming Colt's question... meaning he was staying in Logan's room. "Well... his bed is nice. Far nicer than mine."

"To be honest, I don't remember sleeping on any other bed. I know I did... but I don't know what tey were like." Roman smiled slightly as he carefully pushed the chair through the town. Colt could see how many people stopped and nodded towards the god. Or how many smiled and waved. It was clear Roman was highly liked and that made Colt very confused. "Remind me again what we're doing?"

"We looking for a good computer." Colt called out as he tried to focus on the task. It was really hard when everyone seemed to beam the second they caught sight of the god. There was no way a god... any god... was that well liked... right? After all Gods are pompous and egotistical. They're... They're e... Colt sighed as shook himself from his thoughts. He really needed to forget everything his father had taught him, but it's hard when it's all he's ever known. Roman took him into this large store and instantly, Colt's eyes lit up. It was filled with all this tech... chords, boards... switches... Anything and everything he could use. He was actually pretty damn happy.

Roman's eyes shot wide the second he felt that... buzz in his skin. He knew what it was... that familiar feeling. He was the god of creativity after all. His eyes darted straight to Colt as he just crashed. Images and visions of all these plans. He had these pranks and robots just flitting about his head. Roman had NEVER been technologically inclined. But he could see the creativity in it. And Colt was defenatly calling on him... even if he didn't realize it. Roman just watched as Colt reached out for this box. Roman had no idea what it was or what it could do but the visions that passed his mind said Colt did and that he could use it too.

"Colt..." Colt snapped up suddenly making all the visions end and Roman actually felt his heart drop. He loved it when people were creating or being creative. He loved seeing the things they could make. He never thought he'd ever find himself here with Colt but... he wanted to see more of it.

"Right... Sorry." Colt just sighed as he quickly put the box back before pushing himself towards the back where the computers were.

"Hey no..." Roman rushed after him, that need to nurisous creativity burning through him. "It's ok." Colt frowned as he glanced up to see Roman's eyes a royal purple. "If ye want to get other things too, be my guest."

"We came for a computer." Colt hissed but Roman just smiled as placed a hand to Colt's shoulder. His eyes flashed white suddenly as his mind fell completely under. Thoughts, images, plans... you name it. This was a mused moment. Or at least one kind of them. Roman felt that itch as he suddenly pulled away just staring at his hand. "Roman?"

"Holy shite." Roman's eyes still held that white as he looked around, the desire to create over powering. He bit his bottom lip as he held himself back from just buying it all. "I uh... Feck... Fecking mused moments... I love tem, but tey suck."

"Roman? I'm confused." Roman gulped as he turned back to Colt, who fround seeing that familiar look in his eyes. The look that said he dying to make something. "Let's get that computer... and then we can look around."

"I have no idea what anything is." Roman laughed as he awkwardly admitted and made Colt laugh. The god causously brushed his fingers agaisnt this odd looking board thing and his white eyes only flashed brighter. "But... I can't... I'm a god of creativity, Colt." Colt froze up as he shot Roman this look. "I can't help it."

"Did... Did I something?" Roman nodded as he flinched pulling his hand away not wanting to break anything.

"Ye were calling on me subconciously, thinking about how you could use tis stuff. When I touched ye, I uh... It's like a sudden overbearing need to create." Colt's eyes widdened as Roman smiled slightly. "It's te first time tis was te medium though. I don't want to burn te house."

"I can help... but only after we get the computer. It's the whole reason we came." Roman nodded frantically as he pushed Colt the rest of the way. He just melted into the back ground as he let the guy work through everything. After all, he did not know tech. But now at least he knew the creativity behind it. His eyes shined brightly, never changing from white, as he thought about all the things that it could be used for. He couldn't help it. His mind was racing. He found a new medium. And on top of that, he never thought Colt would be one of his people. Sure he probably fell under someone else more... like Virgil. Virgil took a deep liking to him. Even still... Colt and his tech fell under him to and Roman found himself wanting to learn more. "Alright." Roman jumped as he looked over to see Colt giving him a smile. They had just paid for everything and trust me it was alot. "How are we getting all this back to your place?"

"Let me handle tat." Roman laughed as he held his hand out summoning a bright golden flame. Colt's eyes shine in awe as the fire shifted and formed into a cart of sorts. Roman blinked and the flames died out to reveal the real thing before attaching it to Colt's chair.

"How... How in the world..." Colt was stunned as he watched Roman move all the bags over to their cart. "How did you do that?"

"Do what?" Colt gestured to the cart making Roman laugh once he realized. "Oh..." Roman smiled as he gently started pushing Colt and all their things back home, his white eyes gleaming as he took in the sights like he always did. "I'm a god of creativity. I have te power to create things. I don't really know how I do it. I just... can. I've always been able to.. since I became a god." Colt froze at that.

"Became a god?" Roman frowned as he nodded making Colt's eyes darken. "What do you mean became a god?"

"I was human once." Roman sighed as he allowed himself to melt into the silence. "All gods were human once. God's aren't born or... well... I don't really know how demons are made. All I know is when te right people believe tat a human is a god... tat's what tey become."

"Do you... remember?" Roman quirked a brow as Colt tensed a bit. "Being human, I mean."

"A little. I don't remember much t'ough. When a god is mad tey forget everything but what makes tem a god. Te only thing besides te acts I've done that I can remember from back ten is my brother Remus."