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Like this post for a dorrin starter. I have decided to throw the problem at people.
Like this post for a dorrin starter. I have decided to throw the problem at people.
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βΆΒ . Β βΒ Kara walked in first, looking around the place as she'd set the bag of food on the countertop. Initially, she didn't seem to notice Dorrin's hesitance to come in, but she didn't take long before she looked over her shoulder to him. He still stood at the doorway, even after closing the door.
The question made her take a LONG pause. A silence fell between them.
She remembered what happened in detail, more vividly than she'd LIKE to. It would be easier if she could forget.
Should Kara hate Dorrin? Honestly, she wasn't sure. Even in the heat of the moment, even when they ARGUED and the WORST happened β the truth of the matter is that Kara didn't hate him. She never had. Even with all of that in mind, Kara loved Dorrin.
She opened her mouth to speak a time or two, βΒ I don't know. I just know that I don't. I don't think I can hate you, Dorrin. β
Could something be said to the fact that MAYBE at least part of the reason is Kara clinging to a version of Dorrin that doesn't exist anymore? Probably. But Dorrin is the ONLY anchor to Kara's life β- she's been dropped in a world without her home, her family, or anything else as she knew it.
Her feelings for Dorrin are really all she has.
π€-. Arguably the WORST part of ALL of this---was that even NOW--Dorrin's SELFISHNESS was at the core of everything. His loss of Kara, his CHOICE to let Styrmir take over his life--his body--his SOUL. Now he had brought her back--with the second chance of LIFE.
A life he had TAKEN from her.
But what life WAS there to give her back? It was all GONE. Their home, their history, her family, their friends.
HIM.
HE WAS GONE. THERE WAS STYRMIR. AND A BASTARD REFLECTION OF WHO HE USED TO BE.
Maybe who he thought he was?
Who WAS he?
Dorrin didn't know anymore. Not Really. He never tried to think of it for too long. After Kara's death---Dorrin had no further desire to CARE about himself. No desire to try and hold onto that part of him. He had fully leaned into Styrmir's influence, his demands, his RE-WRITING of history, his own memories: A warped facsimile of what they used to be.
He didn't even know the girl standing in front of him. He knew his memory of her. He knew Styrmirs lies about her.
&& She didn't KNOW him.
" I'm not him anymore." Dorrin said flatly. " The person you think I am is dead--He died with you. I'm who killed you. I am Styrmir now."
There was no semblance of joking to Dorrin's expression. It was dark---and deep. Almost Hollow.
" It's been over 10 thousand YEARS Kara."
"Your wife? I think you mean OUR wife" Dorrin to Tyler. sorry tyler.
βΆΒ . Β β There was a beat of silence. Not only was the comment extremely out of pocket, but it answered absolutely NOTHING that was asked of the demigod in the first place. It didn't take long for that initial confusion to make way for FRUSTRATION and ANGER as it so often did when it comes to Dorrin.
An indignant HUFF left Tyler as hands went to his temples, and a strained laugh left him. He could feel the anger rising, quickly at that, but he'd smother it for now. He needed answers.
β NO β I definitely meant my wife. β Tyler shot Dorrin a glare. β Where's Kate? You know something, you ALWAYS do. β
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βΆΒ . Β β Unhelpful as always. Tyler hadn't expected anything different, not really, but he still found himself livid at the demigod's answer. 'Their wife'? Yeah, that's not something he's ever going to acknowledge as valid. The wedding was illegitimate anyways, he didn't have a ceremony or anything either.
The act of handing her a ring doesn't make them married as far as Tyler was concerned.
There was a pause as he saw Kara approaching, he pointed. β .....who's that? β
π€-. Dorrin had OPENED his mouth to continue on his charade of pissing Tyler right the hell off, only to see Kara basically frolicking down the trail after him.
She really was hard to shake huh. Was he trying to shake her? Who knows anymore. It didn't work when he did anyway.
" Oh her? That's just Kara."
π€-. He is floored. He doesn't know what to do now.
βΆΒ . Β β Kara's attention was directed to the bag of food in Dorrin's, then to the hunger she'd been ignoring as she sat waiting on Dorrin. While it may have been thousands of years since Dorrin last saw her (the original version of her), to Kara, it felt much more recent. Maybe a month or two ago, at longest.
The food was accepted with a bright smile as she fell into step beside Dorrin. β Oh! Yes! I'm so hungry, thank you! Β β She glanced into the bag momentarily, looking to its contents. A chicken sandwich and fries, just as she asked.
Honey brown eyes finally glanced back up, looking to Dorrin again. The small step away from her DIDN'T go unnoticed even if she didn't point it out. She could sense his awkwardness, a trait he didn't usually have.
β Hey. It's just me. Remember that. β Kara said simply, swinging her arms at her sides still holding the bag of food she turned her body to better face him. β I'm not here to keep score. I promise! I'm here to visit you and see your apartment. β
A hand gestured to the door as she waited for him to open the door. It's not exactly like she had anywhere to eat outside anyways.
π€-. Dorrin stayed UNCHARACTERISTICALLY quiet as Kara bounced to her feet with that familiar smile. The same one that he had seen so many times---but felt different now. Almost like it taunted him. Even though she was now PHYSICALLY here. He couldn't simply ACCEPT this reality now that it was in front of him.
As if her being here and willingly so----did not MAKE SENSE.
Because in all honesty---it DIDN'T. He had KILLED Kara. Willingly, purposefully--------------CRUELLY. SADISTICALLY.
Yet she acted, as if that was....FINE. Like a MISTAKE.
When it wasn't.
His hand reaches out--tapping his keycard against the door, allowing it to unlock itself, before held the door open for Kara. She seemed more than willing to bound inside eagerly. Dorrin however, stood there---WAY longer than he should have. As if stepping over the threshold was lava itself.
When he finally does let the door shut behind him, his mind begins to swirl with PARANOIA. He couldn't BE here alone with her.
She shouldn't BE here. She should HATE me.
" Why don't you hate me?"
βYour standards are so low we done gave them things a funeral.β Cottage to Tyler. Sorry tyler.
βΆΒ . Β βΒ That isn't exactly something Tyler hadn't heard before, his friends shared similar sentiments, though they were much less blunt about it. There was a lot that Tyler let slide to keep the peace because he LOVED Kate and he knew that. Still, it never exactly felt great to hear it spelled out for him so plainly. Only it wasn't exactly fair to Kate to force her to stay away from the magic realm FOREVER just because he was didn't understand it either.
βΒ I know you guys got a really negative first run in with Kate, so I don't blame you for thinkin' that. β
Tyler set his hands in his pockets, leaning his weight to a side with a sigh. Truthfully, issues with Dorrin aside, Tyler's feelings on the matter were much more complicated than that. How would he word this without dumping too much onto Cottage? He APPRECIATED their help, but they weren't his therapist. They were just here to help him find Kate here in the magic realm because he wouldn't even know where to START when it came to navigating this place.
β She's the smartest girl I know... but she makes A LOT of bad decisions. She thinks she's gotta understand EVERYTHING and I'm just worried one day, that's gonna get her really REALLY hurt. β
The addition of "or killed" was left unsaid, but was more or less implied. Kate was curious TO A FAULT, it's a trait he usually admired in her. Tyler just worried that's going to land her in a situation she CAN'T think her way out of β it already led her to empathizing with someone like Dorrin of all people.
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π€-. Cottage could definitely UNDERSTAND how complicated love could be--hell how complicated friendships could be. People were all very different, and a lot of times--you could fall victim to being hyper attached to the IDEA of a person. Rather than the truth In front of them.
While Cottage didn't KNOW Kate---or Tyler very well for that matter, just the context clues alone made it seem like that MIGHT be what's going on here.
Still, drama and relationship troubles aside, Cottage feels thankful that Tyler and his two friends entrusted them enough to come back here. Wandering around the magic realm without a single idea of what they were dealing with was a BAD idea. (Even if Cottage herself did that a lot. She learned first hand the hard way SO many times.)
" Loving someone makes stuff messy for sure, ESPECIALLY when you don't see eye to eye a lot. Dating someone who's super different than you, that shits hard. I mean, me and Bee are total opposites. In almost EVERY way."
" But a brother to another?--I'm gonna tell ya that pushin' her to do it your way or the highway? That's gonna make you both enemies fast."
" And out here? you need each other. This place is no joke. Especially in cities like Senka. Which is where it sounds like that demi-god she's messin' with lives. Celestial cities are dangerous even for your average witch."
Like this post for a dorrin starter. I have decided to throw the problem at people.
"Your wife? I think you mean OUR wife" Dorrin to Tyler. sorry tyler.
βΆΒ . Β β There was a beat of silence. Not only was the comment extremely out of pocket, but it answered absolutely NOTHING that was asked of the demigod in the first place. It didn't take long for that initial confusion to make way for FRUSTRATION and ANGER as it so often did when it comes to Dorrin.
An indignant HUFF left Tyler as hands went to his temples, and a strained laugh left him. He could feel the anger rising, quickly at that, but he'd smother it for now. He needed answers.
β NO β I definitely meant my wife. β Tyler shot Dorrin a glare. β Where's Kate? You know something, you ALWAYS do. β
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π€-. Dorrin is just chilling on a nearby fence. Regardless of whether Tyler INTENTIONALLY ran into Dorrin or not---the demi god was not going to back down from being the storm chaser's #1 pain in the ass. and 13th reason.
" I already TOLD you dipshit. I dunno' where OUR wife is."
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π€-. He's finally headed back up to his apartment. Blasting music from headphones draped around his neck. Why put them on his head when this was better?
βΆΒ . Β βΒ β You know... β A voice cut through the music. It was Kara, who stood up from the bench she sat on waiting for Dorrin to come back. β It's kinda crazy of you to be out all day when you knew I was coming to see you today. β
She didn't sound mad, you would know if she was angry. Kara was ALWAYS a girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, what you see is what you get. Yes, he'd told her there was a key in the lockbox. She had stubbornly REFUSED to go in until Dorrin came back.
It took no time for her to walk closer, looking up to Dorrin. β Are you going to show me your apartment? β
π€-. The voice that cut through his music IMMEDIETLY stopped the demi-god in his tracks. It was not just any voice--but one he hadn't heard PROPER in several THOUSAND years. The effect was instant--and he felt a wave of something he NEVER did---anxiety. Nausea.
Fear?
He couldnt' recognize it. not at this point.
Regardless, he stops--turning three points to partially face the girl. It was kara just as she was before that terrible night. Like it had never happened. Her honeyed amber eyes glistening in the streetlights--lighter and more reflective than Kate's. && Her freckles and rounder features created a full SPLIT in his mind between the two of them for the first time ever.
For a second---he just stood there, looking at her until she gets to her feet. He instinctively STEPS BACK. Without even making the conscious CHOICE too. Like it would KILL her just to STAND here.
Then came something else...a feeling of guilt. More than he was used to feeling by far. It was weird how quickly that anchor to who he USED to be dragged him under those feelings. Ones that made him angry most of the time now. It was just UNCOMFORTABLE here.
" I lost track of time." He finally replies. A pathetic excuse---but he didn't really HAVE one to be fair. She wasn't wrong. She never was. Kara knew how to peg him. Every.Single.Time.
Then he holds out the bag of food.
"You said you were hungry, I did get you food."
John Brosio (American, 1967) - Evening Dancer (2003)
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