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@calla--lily
Love me like you mean it, I'll do the same. . .
Lily Calla - 22 - God, I love flowers.
Come say hi!! I walk around a lot . . . Not much to do around here!!
CATS ARE SO CUTE TOOOOO
. . . Cause you know that it's true, that I'm a fool for you.
[he’d been orchestrating for a week to get this to go smoothly. Lily’s first appearance in the public eye- it was a grand ordeal for him, really, and he had to make sure everything went right. Couldn’t hurt the brand or anything, had to make sure she had a perfect new dress made by Velvette herself, had to make sure everyone was watching, however many times he had asked Vox to play that stupid piece of propaganda advertisement (he’d lost track of how many times at this point.), and least of all how she’d act.]
[he was fixing her hair. Carefully. Having sure everyone curl he’d done with Velvettes help stayed perfect for the people. He’d cleaned himself up too, despite the two hours of sleep he’d gotten- only because Lily had forced him to when she’d gotten up for water that night.]
You’ll be a star out there. razzle dazzle, baby, razzle dazzle. Just draw ‘em to you.
- @its-a-movement
[She was nervous. Reasonably so. She had been for the past week. So much pacing.]
Are you- are you sure I'm gonna do okay? I'm really nervous I'm gonna mess up or something and then- and then your sister will be there or something, and- and I don't wanna mess up-
Doll. You will be fine. I've been planning this for so long, do you really think I'd let anything go wrong?
[he laughs nervously. He's scared, sure, but he knows what to do. At least, he believes so.]
My sister will not be at anything related to Voxtek, I am sure of that. And if she does show up, I'll make sure you don't have to deal with the fallout.
But- I've - I've never even seen that many people- you said- hundreds? More than a concert?
[She lets out a shakey breath. Her eyes look away, out the window. It's almost unlike her to look away from him - especially after the gentle coaxing that had been done to have Velvette play her the propaganda TV shows when Oculus was away. The daze had worn off mostly, due to the anxiety and what not.]
That's too many people. Too many, honey.
More than a concert, yeah, but don’t get caught up in the numbers- just think that they all came here to see you. You’re a star.
[he looks almost sad that she looked away, but there’s always been that showmanship about him that won’t let him drop the act. he moved in front of her, grabbing her face in his hand, debating if kissing her was worth the risk of messing up her lipstick.]
I’ve done this a million times with a million people, it is nowhere near as scary as you’re making it out to be. But, if you really need me to, I’ll go out there with you.
you just- weren’t this nervous a few days ago. You won’t even look at me right now, baby. I need you to talk to me, what’s gotten into you, Lily?
I'm scared.
Please go out with me.
[Her hand came up to hold his. Shaking. Her eyes searched his face, almost like she was looking to find the courage to do this, to be okay through this in his face.]
I- I don't - it's not my world, I don't-. . . I've never done anything like this, and- and I don't know why I'm a star-
[he’d been orchestrating for a week to get this to go smoothly. Lily’s first appearance in the public eye- it was a grand ordeal for him, really, and he had to make sure everything went right. Couldn’t hurt the brand or anything, had to make sure she had a perfect new dress made by Velvette herself, had to make sure everyone was watching, however many times he had asked Vox to play that stupid piece of propaganda advertisement (he’d lost track of how many times at this point.), and least of all how she’d act.]
[he was fixing her hair. Carefully. Having sure everyone curl he’d done with Velvettes help stayed perfect for the people. He’d cleaned himself up too, despite the two hours of sleep he’d gotten- only because Lily had forced him to when she’d gotten up for water that night.]
You’ll be a star out there. razzle dazzle, baby, razzle dazzle. Just draw ‘em to you.
- @its-a-movement
[She was nervous. Reasonably so. She had been for the past week. So much pacing.]
Are you- are you sure I'm gonna do okay? I'm really nervous I'm gonna mess up or something and then- and then your sister will be there or something, and- and I don't wanna mess up-
Doll. You will be fine. I've been planning this for so long, do you really think I'd let anything go wrong?
[he laughs nervously. He's scared, sure, but he knows what to do. At least, he believes so.]
My sister will not be at anything related to Voxtek, I am sure of that. And if she does show up, I'll make sure you don't have to deal with the fallout.
But- I've - I've never even seen that many people- you said- hundreds? More than a concert?
[She lets out a shakey breath. Her eyes look away, out the window. It's almost unlike her to look away from him - especially after the gentle coaxing that had been done to have Velvette play her the propaganda TV shows when Oculus was away. The daze had worn off mostly, due to the anxiety and what not.]
That's too many people. Too many, honey.
[he’d been orchestrating for a week to get this to go smoothly. Lily’s first appearance in the public eye- it was a grand ordeal for him, really, and he had to make sure everything went right. Couldn’t hurt the brand or anything, had to make sure she had a perfect new dress made by Velvette herself, had to make sure everyone was watching, however many times he had asked Vox to play that stupid piece of propaganda advertisement (he’d lost track of how many times at this point.), and least of all how she’d act.]
[he was fixing her hair. Carefully. Having sure everyone curl he’d done with Velvettes help stayed perfect for the people. He’d cleaned himself up too, despite the two hours of sleep he’d gotten- only because Lily had forced him to when she’d gotten up for water that night.]
You’ll be a star out there. razzle dazzle, baby, razzle dazzle. Just draw ‘em to you.
- @its-a-movement
[She was nervous. Reasonably so. She had been for the past week. So much pacing.]
Are you- are you sure I'm gonna do okay? I'm really nervous I'm gonna mess up or something and then- and then your sister will be there or something, and- and I don't wanna mess up-
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
[he wipes tears from his eyes. Was that the one he had been in? All of them blurred together some days. He barely knew what he filmed that morning.]
Lily, listen to me- do not watch that shit, it’s- it’ll mess with you, I guess, control you-
[he hates how dazed she looks.]
But the colors-. .
[She pouts. The damage had already been done for the day. She was dazed in a way maybe Angel might've been after Vox did the hypnosis. It was a similar process, anyway.]
Lily- Lily, please-
[he’s crying now. She’s all wrong like this, dazed and insistent on seeing the TV.]
Did you put it on that or was it someone else- a cleaning lady, maybe?- who do I need to kill, doll-
[he tenses when she pouts. It wasn’t like her to do this, to whine to him. It wasn’t his Lily right now.]
I think Lisa. The nice cleaning lady. She folds the towels really nicely.
[That was such a Lily thing to do - to learn the names of the cleaning ladies. To have specific favorite things that they do. To be able to recognize that, even while slightly manipulated like that.]
Please don't cry, honey, I'm sorry, please stop being upset.
I- I’ll go talk to her- did you tell her to put this on?
[he brushes the hair from her face with shaky hands before burying her in a hug against his chest so she can’t see the TV. He cries into her hair, pressing small kisses to her head.]
No- no you haven’t done anything wrong, doll, don’t apologize- I’ll make it better, I promise.
No, she just knows I like the cartoons. Maybe she got the channels mixed up.
[She clings to him.]
Please stop being upset, honey, I'm sorry.
I don’t… I don’t know if someone working for my father would forget a channel, Lily.
[he holds her tighter when she clings to him.]
I- I’m not upset with you- you haven’t done anything wrong, doll, I love you-
. . . Okay, honey. 'm sorry.
[She sighs into him.]
I'm sleepy, Ocli.
Please, don’t be sorry, doll…
[he lays Lily down before curling up beside her. He reaches for the remote on his bedside table to finally turn it off.]
Go to sleep, doll. I’ll be here when you get up, okay?
[She nods, curling into him.]
Mn'kay... goodnight, honey.
I love you.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
[he wipes tears from his eyes. Was that the one he had been in? All of them blurred together some days. He barely knew what he filmed that morning.]
Lily, listen to me- do not watch that shit, it’s- it’ll mess with you, I guess, control you-
[he hates how dazed she looks.]
But the colors-. .
[She pouts. The damage had already been done for the day. She was dazed in a way maybe Angel might've been after Vox did the hypnosis. It was a similar process, anyway.]
Lily- Lily, please-
[he’s crying now. She’s all wrong like this, dazed and insistent on seeing the TV.]
Did you put it on that or was it someone else- a cleaning lady, maybe?- who do I need to kill, doll-
[he tenses when she pouts. It wasn’t like her to do this, to whine to him. It wasn’t his Lily right now.]
I think Lisa. The nice cleaning lady. She folds the towels really nicely.
[That was such a Lily thing to do - to learn the names of the cleaning ladies. To have specific favorite things that they do. To be able to recognize that, even while slightly manipulated like that.]
Please don't cry, honey, I'm sorry, please stop being upset.
I- I’ll go talk to her- did you tell her to put this on?
[he brushes the hair from her face with shaky hands before burying her in a hug against his chest so she can’t see the TV. He cries into her hair, pressing small kisses to her head.]
No- no you haven’t done anything wrong, doll, don’t apologize- I’ll make it better, I promise.
No, she just knows I like the cartoons. Maybe she got the channels mixed up.
[She clings to him.]
Please stop being upset, honey, I'm sorry.
I don’t… I don’t know if someone working for my father would forget a channel, Lily.
[he holds her tighter when she clings to him.]
I- I’m not upset with you- you haven’t done anything wrong, doll, I love you-
. . . Okay, honey. 'm sorry.
[She sighs into him.]
I'm sleepy, Ocli.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
[he wipes tears from his eyes. Was that the one he had been in? All of them blurred together some days. He barely knew what he filmed that morning.]
Lily, listen to me- do not watch that shit, it’s- it’ll mess with you, I guess, control you-
[he hates how dazed she looks.]
But the colors-. .
[She pouts. The damage had already been done for the day. She was dazed in a way maybe Angel might've been after Vox did the hypnosis. It was a similar process, anyway.]
Lily- Lily, please-
[he’s crying now. She’s all wrong like this, dazed and insistent on seeing the TV.]
Did you put it on that or was it someone else- a cleaning lady, maybe?- who do I need to kill, doll-
[he tenses when she pouts. It wasn’t like her to do this, to whine to him. It wasn’t his Lily right now.]
I think Lisa. The nice cleaning lady. She folds the towels really nicely.
[That was such a Lily thing to do - to learn the names of the cleaning ladies. To have specific favorite things that they do. To be able to recognize that, even while slightly manipulated like that.]
Please don't cry, honey, I'm sorry, please stop being upset.
I- I’ll go talk to her- did you tell her to put this on?
[he brushes the hair from her face with shaky hands before burying her in a hug against his chest so she can’t see the TV. He cries into her hair, pressing small kisses to her head.]
No- no you haven’t done anything wrong, doll, don’t apologize- I’ll make it better, I promise.
No, she just knows I like the cartoons. Maybe she got the channels mixed up.
[She clings to him.]
Please stop being upset, honey, I'm sorry.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
[he wipes tears from his eyes. Was that the one he had been in? All of them blurred together some days. He barely knew what he filmed that morning.]
Lily, listen to me- do not watch that shit, it’s- it’ll mess with you, I guess, control you-
[he hates how dazed she looks.]
But the colors-. .
[She pouts. The damage had already been done for the day. She was dazed in a way maybe Angel might've been after Vox did the hypnosis. It was a similar process, anyway.]
Lily- Lily, please-
[he’s crying now. She’s all wrong like this, dazed and insistent on seeing the TV.]
Did you put it on that or was it someone else- a cleaning lady, maybe?- who do I need to kill, doll-
[he tenses when she pouts. It wasn’t like her to do this, to whine to him. It wasn’t his Lily right now.]
I think Lisa. The nice cleaning lady. She folds the towels really nicely.
[That was such a Lily thing to do - to learn the names of the cleaning ladies. To have specific favorite things that they do. To be able to recognize that, even while slightly manipulated like that.]
Please don't cry, honey, I'm sorry, please stop being upset.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
[he wipes tears from his eyes. Was that the one he had been in? All of them blurred together some days. He barely knew what he filmed that morning.]
Lily, listen to me- do not watch that shit, it’s- it’ll mess with you, I guess, control you-
[he hates how dazed she looks.]
But the colors-. .
[She pouts. The damage had already been done for the day. She was dazed in a way maybe Angel might've been after Vox did the hypnosis. It was a similar process, anyway.]
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
What are you even watching? I- I don’t like having only half of your attention.
[he sits up, holding her face in his hands and blocking her view of the television.]
[It's some Voxtek propaganda show - put out there to get people to keep supporting Voxtek. It's nothing short of manipulation - brainwashing, perhaps.]
I dunno. It was just on.
[She gazes at him - she doesn't really understand why he's like this right now, about a TV show.]
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
[he sniffles.]
Why won’t you look away from the television, doll?can’t be more interesting than me, right?
[he doesn’t sound too sure now.]
[She finally tears her eyes away from the TV again to look at him.]
The colors are just really pretty. . You're more interesting, don't worry.
[Her eyes are slightly glossy now - from the TV?]
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
It’s just- nobody but me needs to have it. I’d rather have it than letting Scarlet get it.
[he tries to justify it before the small chain forms around her wrist. He lets go as if he’s been burned the second he knows it’s there, before he buries his face into her neck.]
[she doesn't particularly notice it, surprisingly, letting out a hum of agreement. her hand comes up to join the other in his hair. she presses a kiss to his head.]
Okay, Ocli.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
[His voice breaks.]
I- no. No, maris- she can’t know, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her like that. I don’t want to make her give up one of her kids, I-
[he holds out a hand. He knows she won’t understand. She doesn’t need to yet. He wonders if she’d hate him if she really knew.]
. . . Oh, okay, honey. Whatever you say.
[She takes his hand in his, rubbing it softly as her other hand traces through his hair still. She returns her gaze to the TV.]
It'll be okay.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Scarlet- she- that bitch took my power, okay? That’s all you need to know, and I just… I need you to do something for me, and I know it’ll sound crazy but…
[he looks up again, seeing her pout before gently kissing her cheek to try and cheer her up just a bit.]
I need your soul.
[he sounds so disappointed in himself that he’s even asked the question. It’s the only way to keep scarlet away from her in his eyes, at the very least.]
. . . Okay, honey, whatever you need.
[She doesn't know the weight of it - she doesn't know how hell works.]
Did you tell your mom ? She could probably help you, too- or your dad, I think.
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he leans into the touch, little goat ears flicking against her hands.]
[a sigh.]
You arent all that safe down here. I cant protect you the way i should because someone did something very bad to me and-
[he can’t meet her gaze anymore.]
I need your help getting my power back.
Hmmn?
[She tilts her head, little pout coming to her face as she looks at him.]
What- what happened, honey?
Lily? Can we talk, doll? It’s important.
[he looks almost tired, sad and worn down. Maybe he’d talked to Scarlet, because he was rarely this down without someone like her doing or saying something wrong. He’d already nestled up next to her, arms resting along her shoulders while he rested his head on her chest.]
- @its-a-movement
[She nods, running her fingers through his hair. She'd be staring at - watching ? - the tv, whatever was on. Even if she wasn't really watching it, she liked the background noise, and the way his hair felt in her hands.]
Mhmn?
[he’d walked in a little too late, having been out for a family dinner. It shouldn’t have taken this long, but he has new bruises on his neck. Ones he didn’t make Lily give him. He still has a cigarette dangling out of a corner of his mouth and a bottle of booze in his hand from the kitchen.]
“Doll? I’m home.”
- @its-a-movement
Oh- hi, honey-!
[She comes out of the bathroom.]
I was trying new makeup! Do you like-
[she freezes - a pout coming to her face.]
. . . Oculi, what- what happened-?
“You- you don’t need to know- or maybe you do- I don’t- just…”
[he leans against her the best he can. He flicks the ashes off the cigarette into the floor, putting it out into her neck.]
[he kisses it right after.]
Hnn-
[She lets out a whine from the pain, which turns into a whimper as he presses his lips to it.]
Occuli, hnn-
“Shh, shh… just listen, okay, doll?”
[he kisses it again.]
“I’ve had a long night, dinner was… well… awful. Maybe you can… distract me, doll?”
[She looks at him - worried for a moment. She brushes a hair from his face.]
. . . Okay, honey.
[A small smile.]
[he leans into the touch.]
… I love you.
[he’s drunk off his ass. He doesn’t remember if he’s said it before.]
I love you too, honey-
[She presses a kiss to his temple.]
Is your neck okay-?
“Shit- uh- yeah, Lily, it’s- it’s fine, doll, don’t- don’t worry about it…”
[he slumps against her. He tries to keep himself up the best he can.]
“Fuuuuuuuckk meeeee….”
. . . Are- are you sure you want to-?
Your drunk, and- and-
[She's worried - her brows crease as she frowns at him.]
“You- just do it Lily, please- you can be on top, too, I just-…”
[he wraps an arm around her, trying not to slosh whiskey onto her, his free hand grabbing her ass and pulling her tight against him.]
“Let me have this, okay, baby?..”
I- I don't know how- hnn-
[She reaches for the whiskey, trying to take the bottle from him.]
We should - put this down, so you don't spill it-
“I- I’ll talk you through it, baby, just- let’s go to bed and just- peg me till I can’t think about it anymore.”
[he lets her take the whiskey, burying his face into her neck and giving her hickeys and biting her neck. He licks the burn mark.]
[She whines - putting the whiskey down.]
I- I don't know what that means, honey - I- I only know what you've shown me-
“Oh, baby-“
[now that he isn’t holding the bottle, his hand is free to go up to her hair and yank her head back. He isn’t as gentle as he was last time, that’s for sure.]
“I want you to get on top of me and do the best job you fuckin can, baby.”
[A small hiss of pain]
I- I don't understand-
[A whine.]
I- I wanna be good, I just dunno how-. .
“I’ll make sure you’re good, baby. That’s what I’m for, isn’t it? Just fuck me, baby, that’s all I’m asking…”
[he moans into her neck before biting her ear.]
“Mmnn- bed- now. You wanna be a good girl for me, don’t you?”
I-
[she nods.]
I- I don't have-
[her face flushes and she blinks at him.]
. . . How-?
[he sluggishly moves a leg against hers, the way he would that- when he was sober, at least- get some friction, but with the alcohol in his system, it makes it sloppy and just pathetic, even a little desperate.]
“I’ll walk you through it, baby, just let me lay down first, hm?”
[She nods]
I- do you need help-?
[She tries to hold him, to keep him steady.]
“Mhm… can’t really walk well like this- sorry you have to see me like this- I just… forget it.”
[he rubs his head against her neck the way cats do when they get affection.]
[She helps him to the bed - helping him sit down.]
It's okay, honey.
I love you.
[he puts his hands towards the top of the bed. He makes sure to attempt to look sexy now that he’s all strewn out.]
“Now you get to unwrap your presents, baby~”
[her face flushes - she sits on the bed, next to him - hands hesitating over his shirt.]
do-
do I take this off-?
“Mhm.”
[he giggles looking up at her.]
“Do me a favor, too. Somewhere in between the headboard and the mattress there’s restraints and well… I guess I’ve been a little naughty tonight, baby...”
i-
[she eases him out of his shirt with shakey hands, afterwards finding the restraints]
i-. .how-?
“It’s still tied to the bed frame, so just… it kind of explains itself if you look at it long enough, just- tie me up, baby-…”
[he looks to his bare chest and then up to her, smiling.]
Like- like shoe laces-?
[She ties them gently into bows - they wouldn't actually restrain him at all. They're too gentle.]
Is that- is that okay?
“Oh- baby…”
[he chuckles looking at them.]
“Tie ‘em harder. Knots. I don’t care if you leave bruises, baby, I want you to hurt me.”
i don't wanna hurt you, Occuli-
I don't- I don't wanna be mean, won't that make you sad-?
“Lily, listen to me, baby.”
[he unties his hands while he talks.]
“Everyone’s been mean to me my whole life. If I got mad every time someone was mean, well… that’d be a waste of my time.”
[he puts a hand on her cheek, running his thumb against her cheekbone.]
I- but-
But people shouldn't be mean to you-. . . you're so nice-. .
[she frowns, cleaning into his touch]
“Lily, you do realize you and my mother are the only people who see me like this, don’t you? I’m not nice to other people, baby.”
[he brushes the hair from her forehead before he leans up to kiss it.]
But-. .
That doesn't mean people shouldn't be nice to you-. .
“I know, baby.”
[he sighs, kissing her forehead again before laying down again.]
“But I’m asking you so nicely, baby- just tie ‘em tight for me. Won’t you do that for me, baby?”
You'll be able to get out-?
[She hesitates- she's worried about him.]
“As long as you can undo them, you could get me out.”
[he softens knowing she’s worried.]
I-. .
Alright-. .
[She ties them again - tighter this time, but still in bows so she can get him out easily.]
Is that - better-?
“Mhm- mhm, you’re doing so good baby- just get on top of me- see, I told you I’d walk you through it…”
[he relaxes into the bed, spreading his legs for her.]
[She nods. Sort of ending up straddling him.]
Like- like this-?
Is this okay-?
[he nods, looking up at her with awe and adoration and love. He’s in shock at how beautiful she is. Flustered, even. He does realize he’s been staring for too long eventually.]
“… uh- shit- uh- pants off too. You do the honors, my hands are a little… well… tied up right now.”
[oh, he’s in too deep here.]
Oh- okay, honey.
[She moves to take his pants off before settling above him again, straddling him once more. She tilts her head at him like a dog - her asking if she's doing it right.]
“You’re doing good, baby- you’re doing so good for me…”
[he moans softly.]
“Oh, baby- you’re so beautiful like this…”
[She giggles - a little less nervous now.]
Now- now what-?
[he uses a thigh to start slipping her underwear down. He hopes she catches on and gets it the rest of the way down.]
“You can take that dress off, too- though it’s so pretty… one of velvette’s?”
[she helps him slip it down - moving to take her dress off after. Covering herself slightly, flustered.]
Yeah- I- I got it this morning, hehe..
“I’ll tell her it’s a good one. You like it?”
[he nods to his boxers, motioning for her to take them off of him too, before he leans up in attempt to kiss her but just falls short.]
[She fully flushed pink - mumbling a "yeah" before giving him a quick kiss.
she pulls away - moving to begin pulling off his boxers with shakey hands.]
