His brow furrows, still confused, because he can't remember a time that- oh.
"Oh. Shit. That counted?"
Of course it counted. Of course, it had been different from how people usually die- and he's pretty sure he didn't stay dead for a full day. Still, he should have known Wonderland would have made it count, somehow. He winces, shit, that was the worst possible way to find out about that. He comes out from behind his shield, hand raised in a calming motion that probably won't help any.
"Look. That wasn't... it wasn't a regular death. That day? Wonderland killed literally everyone. I think the only people that survived were the ones that got in the caves. The things that attacked us razed everything. No even a Fable could survive that."
And he was indeed proof of that. He wants to step closer, offer comfort- but he's not sure how well that would go down. He's not good at this at all.
"I'm sorry you had to find out about it that way. I...honestly didn't think it really counted for anything. It was Wonderland pulling a shitty ass hand on everyone."
She holds her arms so tightly over her chest as if that can hold in all the pain. Clinging to herself, staring at him with glistening eyes, barely able to hold back sobbing as she had when she saw him like that.
Sniffling, hoping that will stop her tears but it doesn't and she shakes her head, looking away as she tries to stop them with the end of her shawl.
"It hurt, okay?" She manages the words, and they're thick and choked and squeak with the way she tries not to sob. "Hurting knowing they did that to you."
Hurting not even for herself in that moment but hurting for him. Hurting because he had to go through that.
"And you still should have told me. Even before we even... you should have told me as your friend."
It breaks his heart to see her like that. To know he was the cause of her misery. He always knew he would be eventually, it's in his nature. But he didn't expect it to be so damn soon. He reaches out to touch her shoulder, before thinking otherwise, pulling his hand back and rubbing the back of his neck instead.
"...Yeah, I know, I shoulda' told you," it would have been smarter- quick heartache then instead of much worse heartache now. "I didn't though...can't go back and fix that."
It is what it is. He made a choice and chose wrong. Nor for the first time, and certainly not for the last. He exhales softly.
"Dammit. Just hug me," And then, because it just isn't in her nature not to seek comfort, she moves in and wraps her arms around Gren's waist, burying her face against his chest.
"I have died three times, and you know that. I've told you about being burned at the stake. I've been buried alive. I don't... I mean..." She feels guilty asking him to talk about things he obviously didn't want to, and she feels hurt even though she knows he's talked to her about the important things. Seeing him like that though, it just isn't making it any easier.
He relaxes at that, at least. Knowing that's what she wanted- the tactile comfort he tended to falter at. He wraps his arm around her shoulders, giving her a gentle squeeze, a mumbled apology into her hair. He's sorry, he sucks so bad at this.
He listens, and he knows it's not fair. He knows so much more about her than she does him. Granted, he has a lot more history to cover than her- but still. There are things he probably should tell her. He needs to ask about the being buried alive thing, but this isn't about her fessing up. He can't put her on the spot without looking like a giant fucking hypocrite.
"I mean...shit I can talk to you about it, if you want. It's not- it happened real fast so I don't really remember it."
She clung to him, unable to help herself as she sobs softly into his shirt. She didn't care if she got his shirt wet, or if she wrecked her makeup.
"I know you die here, and I know you come back but..." But he had died and it hurt, even if she knew it could happen to them any time. Emotions like this are not rational. It's about caring, and not being good at it and wanting to know everything and knowing she can't and... Emotions are irrational!
"I want to know things. I know there's a lot but... if I say I'm worried about those I care about dying here... Mention you died!"
He doesn't much care about the wet shirt. If she needs to have a good cry, well, she can have a good cry. Emotions are a goddamn confusing pain in the ass, and if she needs to deal with them he'll do his best to fumble through making it better for her.
"Right. Well...uh no more nasty surprises there, it was just the once," he heaves out a sigh. "And like I said, it was like a...mass extermination, more than anything. Happened real fast. One second we were there the next- well the next we all woke up the next morning like nothin' had happened at all. Like the aftermath of any Event."
"Do you realize how horrible that sounds?" The words aren't entirely clear, between the thickness of her voice and speaking into his shirt. Because it is terrifying to think they can wipe out the entire place in a day, that whoever is behind that place would not only let that happen but pull memories of it as well and implement that.
He's seen much worse wholesale slaughter in his life, hell, he's been the cause of much worse. The Event was a goodamn mess, but to someone else...yeah, he can see why it would be seen as truly awful.
"I don't think they do it much? The...killing everyone thing."
Misty has seen cruel people murder others. She's been the victim of it more times than she can count, and when mass murder wholesale by powers greater than she comes to her world, she will be in Hell. At least the first time.
So this is a foreign concept to her in the way most wars have been, except in this case someone she cares about was hurt in it. That changes it for Misty.
She nods, not that she's letting him go yet. His skeleton seemed fine with it, but she's not nearly as calm about it. "It's fine," she finally whispers. "I mean, I'm fine. I just... it was shock," she says, drawing a slow breath, trying to ignore how much it had hurt.
"You're lucky it was a pillow," she mutters, though again it is probably not the smartest thing she's ever done or thought to do. In the end, he isn't human, and he's not a witch, and yet she never feared that he might hurt her even with her attacking him.
"I don't want you to tell others secrets," she says, because she wouldn't tell those either. "But things like this, when you know I worry about you all. That's all I ask." Well she hasn't asked. She did attack for not being told. It's the same thing in Misty's mind though.
She probably could have...set him on fire or turned him into a newt or some other kind of magically bullshit. He's sure she wouldn't, but she absolutely could.
"Trust me, I'm not telling other people shit. They ain't earned it. But you have."
Misty could do a lot, but when she's angry, it's physical. With Madison it had been fists, trying to hurt her. With Gren it had been pain and grief. Lucky for him she likes him. A lot.
"That was not you though, right? I mean, not the you you are now? But then..." She's trying not to think about what it means that maybe he wasn't healed but instead died and was somehow given a new body. Something she's wondered about since the Seven Wonders. She knew what happened to her body. So how does she have one now?
"I don't know how the fuck it works, honestly. All I know is one minute the Reavers are destroying everything, the next everyone, including me, has woke up alive and fine. They don't exactly explain anything, no tunnels of light or any of that bullshit," he waves his hand in the air. "One second you're dead, the next alive. Just like that."
He doesn't get it- he's not sure if he even wants to get it.
She tries not to flinch as he says it, and for someone that has died three times she is not handling the image of Gren dying once that well.
"Okay... okay... just... Right now don't say it again, okay?" She shifts to press her face to the crook of his neck. "I know I'm acting like a baby, but it's just hard, okay?"
"Would have made me the same as her," she points out. "Except if things hadn't happened, I might have. We had to deal with a bigger threat then." And destroying a ghost serial killer given body again became priority. "Worst to me is that she might be Supreme now. If she pass the Seven Wonders..."
Her lip curls even thinking.
"I did the best I could. No magic. I don't waste magic on people like her."
"Makes you better than most of the witches I know- but that ain't exactly news."
Misty is a better person in general than most people Gren knows, back home. She's actually decent- gives a shit about people. He's still angry she's been torn from her world, when she could have done so much more for the people who care about here there.
"I suspect you knew some like Madison, and Fiona," she admits, if only because the way he talks about them, that's how it sounds.
"If she passed the Seven Wonders? Yeah. The last Supreme is dead, so one of us has to ascend to Supreme," she says, voice soft and muffled. "I failed."
"Probably. Especially if they're prone towards dick behaviour- which it sounds like they are."
Most witches are, objectively, The Worst. He lets out a rumbling sigh.
"You didn't fail, you just got fucked over in the shittiest way possible," that's what he believes and he'll live and die by that thank you. "Hell, that Madison bitch could have made it so you couldn't get out properly. Sounds like you can't put that kinda shit past her."
She's gone from anger to sadness, and it was bound to happen. Much as she likes how he says it, she shakes her head. "I don't think she could have. I just... You face your own Hell and have to be strong enough to leave it. I wasn't.
"That said, she likely would have killed me if I had become Supreme. She is much more Fiona's daughter in behavior than Cordelia ever was. Even in the short time I knew them all."
And he'll stand by that. She shouldn't of been dumped there- left trapped, just because she didn't beat some stupid fucking witch test. There should have been fail safes. They should have been able to get her out again.
"Sounds like she's just one of those fucking a-holes, yeah. Hope she got what was fuckin' coming to her and she didn't end up getting what she wanted- but let's face it, the spoiled, nasty fuckers usually get out on top in the end."
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Date: 2018-11-16 01:30 am (UTC)"Oh. Shit. That counted?"
Of course it counted. Of course, it had been different from how people usually die- and he's pretty sure he didn't stay dead for a full day. Still, he should have known Wonderland would have made it count, somehow. He winces, shit, that was the worst possible way to find out about that. He comes out from behind his shield, hand raised in a calming motion that probably won't help any.
"Look. That wasn't... it wasn't a regular death. That day? Wonderland killed literally everyone. I think the only people that survived were the ones that got in the caves. The things that attacked us razed everything. No even a Fable could survive that."
And he was indeed proof of that. He wants to step closer, offer comfort- but he's not sure how well that would go down. He's not good at this at all.
"I'm sorry you had to find out about it that way. I...honestly didn't think it really counted for anything. It was Wonderland pulling a shitty ass hand on everyone."
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Date: 2018-11-16 10:23 pm (UTC)Sniffling, hoping that will stop her tears but it doesn't and she shakes her head, looking away as she tries to stop them with the end of her shawl.
"It hurt, okay?" She manages the words, and they're thick and choked and squeak with the way she tries not to sob. "Hurting knowing they did that to you."
Hurting not even for herself in that moment but hurting for him. Hurting because he had to go through that.
"And you still should have told me. Even before we even... you should have told me as your friend."
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Date: 2018-11-17 12:32 am (UTC)"...Yeah, I know, I shoulda' told you," it would have been smarter- quick heartache then instead of much worse heartache now. "I didn't though...can't go back and fix that."
It is what it is. He made a choice and chose wrong. Nor for the first time, and certainly not for the last. He exhales softly.
"I'm sorry I didn't, for what it's worth."
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Date: 2018-11-17 01:01 am (UTC)"I have died three times, and you know that. I've told you about being burned at the stake. I've been buried alive. I don't... I mean..." She feels guilty asking him to talk about things he obviously didn't want to, and she feels hurt even though she knows he's talked to her about the important things. Seeing him like that though, it just isn't making it any easier.
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Date: 2018-11-17 01:24 am (UTC)He listens, and he knows it's not fair. He knows so much more about her than she does him. Granted, he has a lot more history to cover than her- but still. There are things he probably should tell her. He needs to ask about the being buried alive thing, but this isn't about her fessing up. He can't put her on the spot without looking like a giant fucking hypocrite.
"I mean...shit I can talk to you about it, if you want. It's not- it happened real fast so I don't really remember it."
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Date: 2018-11-17 05:51 am (UTC)"I know you die here, and I know you come back but..." But he had died and it hurt, even if she knew it could happen to them any time. Emotions like this are not rational. It's about caring, and not being good at it and wanting to know everything and knowing she can't and... Emotions are irrational!
"I want to know things. I know there's a lot but... if I say I'm worried about those I care about dying here... Mention you died!"
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Date: 2018-11-18 01:36 am (UTC)"Right. Well...uh no more nasty surprises there, it was just the once," he heaves out a sigh. "And like I said, it was like a...mass extermination, more than anything. Happened real fast. One second we were there the next- well the next we all woke up the next morning like nothin' had happened at all. Like the aftermath of any Event."
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Date: 2018-11-19 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-19 11:12 pm (UTC)He's seen much worse wholesale slaughter in his life, hell, he's been the cause of much worse. The Event was a goodamn mess, but to someone else...yeah, he can see why it would be seen as truly awful.
"I don't think they do it much? The...killing everyone thing."
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Date: 2018-11-21 05:12 pm (UTC)So this is a foreign concept to her in the way most wars have been, except in this case someone she cares about was hurt in it. That changes it for Misty.
She nods, not that she's letting him go yet. His skeleton seemed fine with it, but she's not nearly as calm about it. "It's fine," she finally whispers. "I mean, I'm fine. I just... it was shock," she says, drawing a slow breath, trying to ignore how much it had hurt.
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Date: 2018-11-23 12:18 am (UTC)He sighs, looking at the ceiling. He does feel bad she's been hurt by him avoiding an uneasy topic.
"That's it, for secrets, 'aright? Well, shit concerning me, anyway."
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Date: 2018-11-25 02:54 am (UTC)"I don't want you to tell others secrets," she says, because she wouldn't tell those either. "But things like this, when you know I worry about you all. That's all I ask." Well she hasn't asked. She did attack for not being told. It's the same thing in Misty's mind though.
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Date: 2018-11-25 11:04 pm (UTC)She probably could have...set him on fire or turned him into a newt or some other kind of magically bullshit. He's sure she wouldn't, but she absolutely could.
"Trust me, I'm not telling other people shit. They ain't earned it. But you have."
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Date: 2018-11-26 08:28 pm (UTC)"That was not you though, right? I mean, not the you you are now? But then..." She's trying not to think about what it means that maybe he wasn't healed but instead died and was somehow given a new body. Something she's wondered about since the Seven Wonders. She knew what happened to her body. So how does she have one now?
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Date: 2018-11-27 10:26 pm (UTC)He doesn't get it- he's not sure if he even wants to get it.
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Date: 2018-11-28 06:04 am (UTC)"Okay... okay... just... Right now don't say it again, okay?" She shifts to press her face to the crook of his neck. "I know I'm acting like a baby, but it's just hard, okay?"
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Date: 2018-11-28 10:22 pm (UTC)"Alright, I won't. And you're not, I mean, shit, it's a legitimate thing to be upset over."
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Date: 2018-11-29 05:51 pm (UTC)"Least I used a pillow," she murmurs, words muffled. "After Madison killed me, I just wailed into her. Fists and all."
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Date: 2018-11-30 01:10 am (UTC)But then, Gren does tend to jump from punching to all out murder if he feels the situation demands it.
"Did you at least make her sorry for what she did?"
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Date: 2018-12-02 12:42 am (UTC)Her lip curls even thinking.
"I did the best I could. No magic. I don't waste magic on people like her."
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Date: 2018-12-02 11:35 pm (UTC)Misty is a better person in general than most people Gren knows, back home. She's actually decent- gives a shit about people. He's still angry she's been torn from her world, when she could have done so much more for the people who care about here there.
"What'd happen? She she became the new Supreme?"
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Date: 2018-12-06 12:44 am (UTC)"If she passed the Seven Wonders? Yeah. The last Supreme is dead, so one of us has to ascend to Supreme," she says, voice soft and muffled. "I failed."
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Date: 2018-12-06 01:12 am (UTC)Most witches are, objectively, The Worst. He lets out a rumbling sigh.
"You didn't fail, you just got fucked over in the shittiest way possible," that's what he believes and he'll live and die by that thank you. "Hell, that Madison bitch could have made it so you couldn't get out properly. Sounds like you can't put that kinda shit past her."
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Date: 2018-12-07 11:13 pm (UTC)"That said, she likely would have killed me if I had become Supreme. She is much more Fiona's daughter in behavior than Cordelia ever was. Even in the short time I knew them all."
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Date: 2018-12-08 02:19 am (UTC)And he'll stand by that. She shouldn't of been dumped there- left trapped, just because she didn't beat some stupid fucking witch test. There should have been fail safes. They should have been able to get her out again.
"Sounds like she's just one of those fucking a-holes, yeah. Hope she got what was fuckin' coming to her and she didn't end up getting what she wanted- but let's face it, the spoiled, nasty fuckers usually get out on top in the end."