One Day

[They knock on the doorframe, the smell of warm chocolate chip butterscotch cookies emanates from the dish in their hands]

hey...

[They lift the dish in offering]

peace offering?

@emphasisonfree

[huston turns around in his chair, remy hiding under the desk]

….fuck man…

[he gets up, really wanting that cookie]

You truly know the way into a mans heart.. can the kid have one too?

[he gestures towards remy whos currently chewing on his plushies ear]

[They offer a lopsided grin and nod]

yeah, of course. if he wants one

[They step inside slowly and lower themself to sitting, holding out the dish for the kid to take a cookie. Huston had mentioned it when they'd had coffee but at the time they'd only cared as far as it was a child concerned. Now that they saw him in person, their heart broke for him a little.]

l1ttl3-f4ngs

[he quickly reached up, grabbing a cookie and scampering off to hide]

I-.. uh-.. th-.. thanks…

Oh he always wanrs one… for a bloodsucker kid sure loves sweet treats

[huston lookee at remy]

Hes uh… hes not handling me and marshall all that well at the moment… give him time-

kids usually do.

[They look up at Huston with furrowed brow]

what happened with you and Marshall?

Nothing. Doesnt matter-

[his response is quick, he clearly didnt wanna tlak about it]

…remys just… taking it poorly.

[They stand back up and set the plate on the desk]

okay. i'm here if you do want to talk about it.

[After a moment, they shift their weight and fidget]

i'm sorry for how i've been acting lately...

[he just kinda stands there]

…its cool…

So… you and… lasko?.. huxleys not too fond of that lemme tell ya…

[he picks up another cookie, hes easily to win over]

[Tears star to well in their eyes and they look down at their feet, arms coming up halfway to start to hug themself but stop like they can't bear to be in their own skin]

everything i said about him training me to be the next academy president was a lie.

it was the result of a week-long correction.

[Shame colors their tone]

I- th- what?..

[he sounds genuinely baffled]

Correction??? Fucking CORRECTION?!- and- i- jesus christ- what i-..

[he just tackles freelancer into a hug]

thank you for not hating me

[They mumble into his chest, letting him hug them]

You make it reallt fucking hard to hate you.

[he hugs freelancer tighter]

still... thanks

[They huff half a laugh and hug him back]

So. Lasko? Do we want an open casket or closed??? I could probably get huxley to hold him while i collapse his lungs… air vs air

i just want to move on and forget it happened. but i appreciate the sentiment.

Suit yourself… he tries that again i will crinkle his lungs like a caprisun

[he lets go of freelancer]

l1ttl3-f4ngs

[remy runs over, reaching to grab a cookie cus despite the lack of a need their is a want]

Mp-.. mmhm-..

#🕒 i hate it here. i hate it here. i hate it here #redacted roleplay #redacted imperium roleplay #redacted rp

[They pull away from the hug sniffling and huffs a laugh at the threat]

sure

[They reach for the plate to pull it back down for Remy to grab another cookie]

Hands you a cat plush and your favorite soda

oh. thank you?

[There is a knock on his door roughly half an hour after 6 as he had been expecting, if a little later than anticipated. The magical signature and emotion emanating from the other side is not Avior but he is intimately familiar with it]

@emphasisonfree

-he goes and opens the door with a half plastered smile on his face-

[They're already second-guessing their decision to see him as soon as they finish knocking. They shouldn't have the right to see him, not after everything. Tears prick their eyes as they see his smile]

Vin...

[Their sleeves and the knees of their pants appear wet]

Hey..

[They swallow hard, wanting to reach out and bury their face in his chest]

hi...

i- can i come in? i understand if not.

-he takes a step away from the door-

Of course you can..

[They slip through the doorway past him, they stand out of the way of the door as it closes.

They fidget, heart racing as they look up at him. There's a hundred things they want to say and they're not sure how to get any of it out coherently.]

-he stays quiet for a minute trying to figure out the words realizing he didn't know what to say.-

Are you alright..? I don't know what happened but I just wanna know how you are doing..

-he manges out, wondering if that was the right thing to say-

[Guilt and regret emanate from them. They want to wrap their arms around him and bury their face in his chest, have him envelop them and keep them away from the rest of the world. They want to be home again in his arms but they don't feel like they have a right]

a little better now. still not great...

i don't know how i can possibly begin to make it up to you. i feel like i betrayed you.

-He winces at the feelings he wanted to hold them but resisted thinking it may be too early for that.-

You didn't do anything.. whatever you did wasn't you I know it wasn't you. I'm just glad to hear you're alright..

[Their lips twist into a frown]

my text messages would argue otherwise.

[Bitterness spikes in them, spilling out in their tone. Their self-hatred is still quite prevalent. ]

i still had free will, i still had a choice.

[Their conversation with avior roughly an hour ago reminds them to move on, move forward]

but i'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, i promise.

-He grabs their hands-

Listen to me when I say this, you are not to blame. While you had free will you were trapped under the influence that.. man. You coming back is more than enough. Do not let something you could not control haunt you.

[They squeeze his hands, clinging to him to prove it's not a dream. He feels real and solid]

i love you.

-he smiles a little-

I love you too freelancer.

can i stay the night? i was supposed to have dinner with Star, but they're out of commission...

Ah.. yes, you are always welcome.

[They slip their hands out of his to wrap their arms around his torso in a hug]

thank you

not-the-avatar

i'm sorry

@emphasisonfree

sorry?? are you okay-

yeah, i'm-

no, not really. not entirely.

not-the-avatar

what happened..?

you've heard of correction, right? how if someone is caught repeatedly speaking out or working against the Imperium's ideals, they get brought in for "re-education" and come out of it a "law-abiding citizen"?

not-the-avatar

i mean sure, i dont know how they go about "correction" over there but... go on?

i'm sure every... "proctor" has their own methods. i don't think the Imperium cares much how it happens as long as we stay in line. and i'm sure it's not entirely unusual for them to abuse the power they have over the individuals they're correcting.

President Moore's methods were... very in line with his personality, let's say.

[There is a knock on his door roughly half an hour after 6 as he had been expecting, if a little later than anticipated. The magical signature and emotion emanating from the other side is not Avior but he is intimately familiar with it]

@emphasisonfree

-he goes and opens the door with a half plastered smile on his face-

[They're already second-guessing their decision to see him as soon as they finish knocking. They shouldn't have the right to see him, not after everything. Tears prick their eyes as they see his smile]

Vin...

[Their sleeves and the knees of their pants appear wet]

Hey..

[They swallow hard, wanting to reach out and bury their face in his chest]

hi...

i- can i come in? i understand if not.

-he takes a step away from the door-

Of course you can..

[They slip through the doorway past him, they stand out of the way of the door as it closes.

They fidget, heart racing as they look up at him. There's a hundred things they want to say and they're not sure how to get any of it out coherently.]

-he stays quiet for a minute trying to figure out the words realizing he didn't know what to say.-

Are you alright..? I don't know what happened but I just wanna know how you are doing..

-he manges out, wondering if that was the right thing to say-

[Guilt and regret emanate from them. They want to wrap their arms around him and bury their face in his chest, have him envelop them and keep them away from the rest of the world. They want to be home again in his arms but they don't feel like they have a right]

a little better now. still not great...

i don't know how i can possibly begin to make it up to you. i feel like i betrayed you.

-He winces at the feelings he wanted to hold them but resisted thinking it may be too early for that.-

You didn't do anything.. whatever you did wasn't you I know it wasn't you. I'm just glad to hear you're alright..

[Their lips twist into a frown]

my text messages would argue otherwise.

[Bitterness spikes in them, spilling out in their tone. Their self-hatred is still quite prevalent. ]

i still had free will, i still had a choice.

[Their conversation with avior roughly an hour ago reminds them to move on, move forward]

but i'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, i promise.

-He grabs their hands-

Listen to me when I say this, you are not to blame. While you had free will you were trapped under the influence that.. man. You coming back is more than enough. Do not let something you could not control haunt you.

[They squeeze his hands, clinging to him to prove it's not a dream. He feels real and solid]

i love you.

-he smiles a little-

I love you too freelancer.

can i stay the night? i was supposed to have dinner with Star, but they're out of commission...

[There is a knock on his door roughly half an hour after 6 as he had been expecting, if a little later than anticipated. The magical signature and emotion emanating from the other side is not Avior but he is intimately familiar with it]

@emphasisonfree

-he goes and opens the door with a half plastered smile on his face-

[They're already second-guessing their decision to see him as soon as they finish knocking. They shouldn't have the right to see him, not after everything. Tears prick their eyes as they see his smile]

Vin...

[Their sleeves and the knees of their pants appear wet]

Hey..

[They swallow hard, wanting to reach out and bury their face in his chest]

hi...

i- can i come in? i understand if not.

-he takes a step away from the door-

Of course you can..

[They slip through the doorway past him, they stand out of the way of the door as it closes.

They fidget, heart racing as they look up at him. There's a hundred things they want to say and they're not sure how to get any of it out coherently.]

-he stays quiet for a minute trying to figure out the words realizing he didn't know what to say.-

Are you alright..? I don't know what happened but I just wanna know how you are doing..

-he manges out, wondering if that was the right thing to say-

[Guilt and regret emanate from them. They want to wrap their arms around him and bury their face in his chest, have him envelop them and keep them away from the rest of the world. They want to be home again in his arms but they don't feel like they have a right]

a little better now. still not great...

i don't know how i can possibly begin to make it up to you. i feel like i betrayed you.

-He winces at the feelings he wanted to hold them but resisted thinking it may be too early for that.-

You didn't do anything.. whatever you did wasn't you I know it wasn't you. I'm just glad to hear you're alright..

[Their lips twist into a frown]

my text messages would argue otherwise.

[Bitterness spikes in them, spilling out in their tone. Their self-hatred is still quite prevalent. ]

i still had free will, i still had a choice.

[Their conversation with avior roughly an hour ago reminds them to move on, move forward]

but i'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, i promise.

-He grabs their hands-

Listen to me when I say this, you are not to blame. While you had free will you were trapped under the influence that.. man. You coming back is more than enough. Do not let something you could not control haunt you.

#ooc: i can hear Would You Fall In Love With Me Again playing nondiagetically in the background

[They squeeze his hands, clinging to him to prove it's not a dream. He feels real and solid]

i love you.

[There is a knock on his door roughly half an hour after 6 as he had been expecting, if a little later than anticipated. The magical signature and emotion emanating from the other side is not Avior but he is intimately familiar with it]

@emphasisonfree

-he goes and opens the door with a half plastered smile on his face-

[They're already second-guessing their decision to see him as soon as they finish knocking. They shouldn't have the right to see him, not after everything. Tears prick their eyes as they see his smile]

Vin...

[Their sleeves and the knees of their pants appear wet]

Hey..

[They swallow hard, wanting to reach out and bury their face in his chest]

hi...

i- can i come in? i understand if not.

-he takes a step away from the door-

Of course you can..

[They slip through the doorway past him, they stand out of the way of the door as it closes.

They fidget, heart racing as they look up at him. There's a hundred things they want to say and they're not sure how to get any of it out coherently.]

-he stays quiet for a minute trying to figure out the words realizing he didn't know what to say.-

Are you alright..? I don't know what happened but I just wanna know how you are doing..

-he manges out, wondering if that was the right thing to say-

[Guilt and regret emanate from them. They want to wrap their arms around him and bury their face in his chest, have him envelop them and keep them away from the rest of the world. They want to be home again in his arms but they don't feel like they have a right]

a little better now. still not great...

i don't know how i can possibly begin to make it up to you. i feel like i betrayed you.

-He winces at the feelings he wanted to hold them but resisted thinking it may be too early for that.-

You didn't do anything.. whatever you did wasn't you I know it wasn't you. I'm just glad to hear you're alright..