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oneagainstall) wrote2014-06-15 11:55 pm
oneagainstall) wrote2014-06-15 11:55 pm
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cawaii"It's not. I can't argue that with what I've been through but it doesn't change life. It's not fair you have to hide like you do, and with threat of basically prison," she points out.
"She was laying on the floor with us all when I got trapped. I don't know beyond that," she admits, wishing she did have an answer, but not sure it was worth doing anything that might get her those answers.
"She was laying on the floor with us all when I got trapped. I don't know beyond that," she admits, wishing she did have an answer, but not sure it was worth doing anything that might get her those answers.
"...Okay, good point, it ain't. It's just...bullshit we gotta live with, I guess."
Not a comforting thought. This Madison could well have got through it all, to climb onto the metaphorical top of the witch pile. He sighs, moving to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear- an attempt at comfort.
"Guess we just gotta live with that too. The not knowing."
Not a comforting thought. This Madison could well have got through it all, to climb onto the metaphorical top of the witch pile. He sighs, moving to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear- an attempt at comfort.
"Guess we just gotta live with that too. The not knowing."
"Right now? I live with this place. This is my life, and my home. My tribe is here. You're here," she says, smiling as she kisses the tip of his nose.
"Madison is a hurt and petty child who will have to live with what she's done to others. I will live here with what I've done." She still wonders how she's the one that ended up in Hell and not Madison, but maybe she had to so she could end up here, in this place, with Gren and others.
"Madison is a hurt and petty child who will have to live with what she's done to others. I will live here with what I've done." She still wonders how she's the one that ended up in Hell and not Madison, but maybe she had to so she could end up here, in this place, with Gren and others.
He lets out a soft 'heh' at that comment, at her little nose kiss.
"Too right, I'm here, ain't going nowhere."
He knows he doesn't actually have any power in that regard, but it's nice to pretend he can fight it. That when his time eventually came, he could stay back- for her, for the people he gives a shit about here.
"Good. Hope it fuckin' haunts the little snot."
"Too right, I'm here, ain't going nowhere."
He knows he doesn't actually have any power in that regard, but it's nice to pretend he can fight it. That when his time eventually came, he could stay back- for her, for the people he gives a shit about here.
"Good. Hope it fuckin' haunts the little snot."
"I hope it does too," she admits in a low voice, moving in to hug him snugly once more. Despite her anger when she first came here. "And thank you for feeling that way too, even if I know I should let it go."
And she should, but it's not going to happen. Not any time soon.
"And we're not going to worry. We're together and we are going to do what we can in this place until we can't anymore."
And she should, but it's not going to happen. Not any time soon.
"And we're not going to worry. We're together and we are going to do what we can in this place until we can't anymore."
He pulls his arm around her comfortably, closing his eyes as he rests his chin on the top fo her head. He listens to the steady lud-dub of her heartbeat, finding comfort in it.
"Fuck letting it go. She's a fuckin' piece of shit who doesn't deserve you letting it go."
Gren, forever the advocate of Resentment Til You Die.
"Alright. That sounds like a fair deal to me."
"Fuck letting it go. She's a fuckin' piece of shit who doesn't deserve you letting it go."
Gren, forever the advocate of Resentment Til You Die.
"Alright. That sounds like a fair deal to me."
"The universe will pay her back," she admits in a low murmur, believing that. "What does hating her do to my life here? Nothing. It doesn't make it better. She shows up here? That's another story," she says, meaning it. Until then though, she has this.
"Let her show up and even look at you the wrong way."
"Let her show up and even look at you the wrong way."
"You're a better person than I am. I'd go the hate route, myself."
Which is why he's a bitter old monster with like a tiny handful of Actual Friends. It's not the best route to take at all. Still, Misty's threat does make him laugh. Not mockingly, not at all, he's actually pretty amused. Charmed even.
"What? You gonna belt her with a pillow?"
Which is why he's a bitter old monster with like a tiny handful of Actual Friends. It's not the best route to take at all. Still, Misty's threat does make him laugh. Not mockingly, not at all, he's actually pretty amused. Charmed even.
"What? You gonna belt her with a pillow?"
She leans back slightly, moving to match his gaze with her own. "Actually I busted into Miss Robicheaux's and started hitting her with my fists. Hard. I refused to even waste magic on her," she admits, shrugging.
"Then the ghost of a serial killer showed up in the coven house and we had to deal with that. You got a pillow because I was mad, but I didn't want to hurt you."
"Then the ghost of a serial killer showed up in the coven house and we had to deal with that. You got a pillow because I was mad, but I didn't want to hurt you."
"HAH, holy shit, I can just fuckin' picture it. You wailin' on this snotty little fuck. Nicely done, Miss Day."
He's so proud of her. You go kick ass, Misty, he'll hold your flower.
"...The serial killer thing would throw all that shit outta whack though," he nods. "Okay, and it was fair."
He's so proud of her. You go kick ass, Misty, he'll hold your flower.
"...The serial killer thing would throw all that shit outta whack though," he nods. "Okay, and it was fair."
He'll damn well take being let off the hook, thank you very much.
"Hopefully they won't get a shitty one that'll fuck things up worse."
"Hopefully they won't get a shitty one that'll fuck things up worse."
She nods, a bit of sadness there, letting the anger. She needs Gren in her life, in some way or form, more than she needs to be upset with him for not telling her he'd died. Knowing that logically in his life, the death isn't entirely new or to be thought about. NOt in the way that it happened.
Um... Gren? Do you know how to do up a tie..?
Yeah? Why? You goin' to that fancy shindig the Queens are throwing?
I'm going to try. [He didn't get very far with it last year. This year, he isn't quite as Dead as he was then.]
Could you do my tie up for me? I don't... I don't remember how.
Could you do my tie up for me? I don't... I don't remember how.
It'll do you some good. Spending some time with people.
[He wants you to have a good time, R. Have fun. ]
Sure, come by my room, I'll help you out.
[He wants you to have a good time, R. Have fun. ]
Sure, come by my room, I'll help you out.
Hey, Gren, it's Juliet. Have you heard from Shawn? I can't get ahold of him and I'm not sure if I should be concerned or not.
[Well, fuck. This isn't great news. There's concern, too, in Gren's voice as he speaks.]
No. I ain't heard shit from him for a while. I tried to call him too and got a whole load of nothin' Figured he was busy with new years bullshit.
[He spent most of it in the depths of the lake, but now he's starting to wonder if that's not the only reason he hasn't heard from Shawn.]
You check his room yet?
No. I ain't heard shit from him for a while. I tried to call him too and got a whole load of nothin' Figured he was busy with new years bullshit.
[He spent most of it in the depths of the lake, but now he's starting to wonder if that's not the only reason he hasn't heard from Shawn.]
You check his room yet?
No, I was planning on going by later to check but I think the sooner the better. Do you have a key?
I don't, but we won't need one.
[If Shawn's still around, he'll break the door down, if not...well, he won't need to.]
We can check now, if you want? Like you said. Sooner the better.
[If Shawn's still around, he'll break the door down, if not...well, he won't need to.]
We can check now, if you want? Like you said. Sooner the better.
Yeah, definitely. I'll meet you there.
[ Please don't mean what she thinks this means. Please don't mean what she thinks this means. ]
[ Please don't mean what she thinks this means. Please don't mean what she thinks this means. ]
I'll meet you there.
[Gren is dreading this himself. He's always aware that this is a possibility, something that can very easily happen here. Everyone is here via the whims of Wonderland, and any one of them could be sent home at any second. But knowing that and accepting that are two different things.
Juliet can find him pacing in front of Shawn's still-closed door, swearing under his breath- his shoulders tense. He's not exactly the happiest person in the mansion, but there's a darker cloud than usual hanging over him today. He wants to see what the answer is, but he equally and emphatically does not.]
[Gren is dreading this himself. He's always aware that this is a possibility, something that can very easily happen here. Everyone is here via the whims of Wonderland, and any one of them could be sent home at any second. But knowing that and accepting that are two different things.
Juliet can find him pacing in front of Shawn's still-closed door, swearing under his breath- his shoulders tense. He's not exactly the happiest person in the mansion, but there's a darker cloud than usual hanging over him today. He wants to see what the answer is, but he equally and emphatically does not.]
... thanks.
[When he shows up, a little while later, it's with a timid tap against the door. Once it's answered, Grendel will find him standing outside with a red silk tie held between slightly nervous hands.]
[When he shows up, a little while later, it's with a timid tap against the door. Once it's answered, Grendel will find him standing outside with a red silk tie held between slightly nervous hands.]
[The sight tugs a rare, gentle smile across Gren's lips. Well, fuck if that wasn't adorable. He cocks his head, inviting R inside.]
C'mon then. Let's make you look presentable.
[He heads inside.]
You looking forward to it? The party?
C'mon then. Let's make you look presentable.
[He heads inside.]
You looking forward to it? The party?
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