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❛ am i supposed to feel something ? ❜

“ i dunno like- a fucking buzz or something? “

it’s the first time she’s ever seen caduceus even come close to touching alcohol and, though he may be tall, it still seems like it should be hitting him hard. or at all.

“ does it feel warm? usually it feels warm or some shit. maybe my father took a page from my book and started fucking watering it down. “

she shrugs, taking a swig directly from the bottle. it tastes exactly how it always has. delicious. but tainted by the bitterness of bad memories.

beau shakes it off, downs another swig fast enough not to taste it.

new memories.

new people sharing it.

and she’ll fucking get caduceus to enjoy it.

“ thought you’d fucking appreciate fermented fruit or whatever. “

feeling empty | @bloomingdeed

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starter call | @bloomingdeed

the depth and variety of people on darktow never ceases and rarely surprises. but today, for the first time in longer than she can remember, someone stands out on this isle.

a group. new and under captain avantika; a woman zahiri has mostly steered clear of other than a night-long tryst. a woman who’s devotion to her patron honestly frightens her.

this group is diverse even by pirate standards; a tiefling, a filthy man, a monk in shocking blue, a tiny half orc, a masked goblin, a towering unnaturally white skinned woman... and someone of a race she’s never seen before in her life.

he stands out even more than the others. not only in appearance but in demeanor; calm and collected, watching not with sharp intent but with a sort of passive, quiet interest.

zahiri can’t help but feel curious. and, with that little blue tiefling amongst them, a little protective. she wonders if there has been a warning for them about avantika.

she doubts it.

the tall, strange man’s eyes meet hers and she inclines her head back; a moment of simply regarding each other. without a word, she stands, picking her way with practiced ease to where he sits, the table now mostly empty as the group involves themselves in various matters around the tavern.

thankfully their ‘captain’ is nowhere to be seen.

“ you are with avantika, no? how? “

her tone holds no warmth, but she attempts to contain some harshness, coming to sit across from him at the beer stained bench.

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❛ i noticed you . how could i not ? ❜

“ never really been- like- noticeable or whatever. except maybe at the worst fucking times. “

her laughter and the casual shrug of her crossed arms dismiss the somewhat lingering hurt she feels. it’s the truth after all; the only way to get noticed in her house was to fuck up bad enough.

there was never any god that took interest or planned out some great destiny for her. there wasn’t some old evil asshole wizard either. and though she knows she’s lucky for that it still doesn’t change that caleb was special. all of her friends were.

are.

and she’s...

“ was it the blue robes? i feel like the blue robes really fucking scream like ‘here i am! come fucking punch me!’ or some shit. “

to those we love | @bloomingdeed

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❝ what, you want a hug? ❞

she grimaces at the question, posture stiffening for a moment out of reflex, voice holding a touch of defensiveness.

“ i don’t know. maybe. that’s a thing people do right? “

she glances away, frowning a little.

“ you seem like you give good hugs i guess. “

as if she’s said too much she immediately backpedals, voice growing gruffer.

“ if it’s like... a thing though just forget it or whatever. “

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#tfw youve only been hugged by like 2 ppl ur whole life and none of them were family #caduceus.#bloomingdeed

‘ i wouldn’t have changed a thing . i need you to know that . ’ | @bloomingdeed

“ could we even have fucking changed anything? “

she remembers his little speech, his reassurance that destiny is all free choice, and she remembers the relief she felt at hearing that. even with things so much bigger than them she was still in control of her own life.

but now...

“ do you even fucking know, cad? do you know anything about destiny and choice and all that bullshit? “

the real words tucked beneath hers rattle like loose nails in her head- was yasha always doomed to this? was there a way to save her?

........ was it really their fault?

she remembers his little speech and now all she feels is anger and fear, though she’s not sure what it’s towards. she doesn’t know if she’d rather have it be out of their hands; some grand plan by gods and forces of nature.

but she knows it’s not. it was them and their decisions and, for the first time, she fucking hates it. for once it would be so much easier to have something else to blame.

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“ it was nice to hear your voice again . ”

their initial meeting had been pure chance, a run in at sea impossible to predict. his group had stood out on the pirate island like the sorest of thumbs, but him even more than the others- towering yet so quiet in his presence.

she hated how at ease he made her; it felt like a trap.

but now she has sought that out; this is no accident, even if it feels impossible.

then again, everything has felt impossible since the moment she tore her former master apart and left him to rot on a rock in the ocean, at the mercy of the birds and the sun.

“ i... needed some time away from the water. “

her first time away. never has she been so far from the coast and, as much as it frightens her to be so out of her element, she can’t remember the last time she was able to breathe so easily. she’s not sure she’s ever felt so light. she’s not sure she’s ever felt so lost.

a frown worries her features for a moment before her question reaches her lips.

“ do you decide in some way? who you lay to rest? does it matter to you who the person was in life? “

conversations | @bloomingdeed

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“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

awkwardly she glances away, clearing her throat and crossing her arms reflexively.

she isn’t quite sure the last time she laughed. she’s surprised anyone would notice it’s been a while, even caduceus. it’s not like she’s paid much attention, not like she's thought at all really about how much she’s been smiling.

the priority has been holding the group together. making sure they don’t blame themselves for everything that’s gone down or bolt before they can all sort some shit out.

there’s been so much to worry about; dairon, the bright queen, the laughing hand, the war, whatever scheme is going on with the rifts and demons.

yasha...........

she misses her. she feels like an idiot for how much she misses her, how much she let her matter to her.

but she says none of that to him. just cracks a smile and lifts her chin, looking at him once more.

“ maybe you should try to be fucking funny more often. “

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