Entry tags:
- we the lost: !ic,
- we the lost: eliza owens,
- we the lost: emily kaldwin,
- we the lost: kd6-3.7,
- we the lost: meulin leijon,
- we the lost: montague "monty" navarro,
- we the lost: phillip gray,
- we the lost: renart,
- we the lost: royce melborn,
- we the lost: the psiionic,
- we the lost: toriel,
- we the lost: zangetsu
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Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street
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Fall, after the Fairy Tale Event
ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇʜᴏᴜsᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ.
[ And on top of that paper are Alfie's rings, his whale knife, and his sword cane. True to his word, Royce is in the treehouse after dinnertime, curled up on the bed and covered in several blankets. It's colder, now. Autumn has hit. ]
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You've been a hard man to find today.
[He says, sitting on the edge of the bed.]
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[He rests a hand on Royce's back.]
Not feeling guilty, are you?
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[ Snow. He's still not ready for it. ]
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Yeah?
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It - this is going to be. Rough. [ He says, stiffly. ] So bear with me. I stole some of Renart's things, during the last week. She was angry with me for doing it. For both choosing to participate and stealing her things.
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All right.
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You didn't tell me about this. Are you all right? Were you badly injured?
[He runs a hand down Royce's arm automatically, feeling for wounds or tender spots. Logically, he knows he won't find any; he sees Royce constantly and he'd never noticed anything, and besides, he'd had that superhealing thing going on. Still, though, he's checking him over.]
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[His fingers find Royce's wrist, then run lightly along his throat.]
All right, what happened next?
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I was trying to kill her. I really wanted to do it, and she was fighting back just as hard, and then in the middle of it... she kissed me. I didn't know what to do.
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[ A pause. ] It wasn't a problem in the moment, but now that I've had time to think about it, I...
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Tell me why?
[It's not like he can't make a few educated guesses on his own, but he figures it's better to hear Royce's own words on the matter.]
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I am... uncomfortable. With the fact that it - that a fight where I was... lost. [ He pauses, and then sighs and clears his throat, trying again. ] I lost myself in that fight. It was survival. And then she turned it into something -- something sexual and I was so confused and had nowhere to put that aggression. It sits like a heavy stone in my stomach.
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Will you talk to her about it?
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