september catch-all { fabric of shame and sorrow's name
WHO: Vanessa Ives (
matermali) & Others
WHAT: Friends, food, and fortune.
WHERE: Around town.
WHEN: September
WARNINGS: Cannabis use, blood magic.
( ooc; HMU with a PM or at
cherto if you’d like a starter. Vanessa can get up to all sorts of trouble, or maybe even try to help someone out of it. I'll also be throwing her at the meeting log asap.
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WHAT: Friends, food, and fortune.
WHERE: Around town.
WHEN: September
WARNINGS: Cannabis use, blood magic.
( ooc; HMU with a PM or at
You may want to check her permissions for possible content warnings and an opt-out. )
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he takes one, two more steps when she slows, pulling just in front of her. he pauses altogether to glance back to her. ]
Only this now involves you in some fashion. You have a right to ask of him.
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[ She stops with a soft hitch in her breath, her thumb running over the rosary beads gathered in her pocket. Only then does she look back up, jaw still tense from the nagging omen she has yet to name. Something in her wants to weep. ]
I am afraid.
[ She always is one to say that it's better to know, no matter what, and yet? Whether she knows or doesn't know, she knows she won't find comfort. ]
That has never happened before. Not with him.
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[ asked gently, bordering on softly, with the slightest tilt to his head. ]
Or afraid of his answer?
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...Ethan would never hurt me.
[ It's murmured, a soft assurance for herself more than him, and when she catches herself she'll look away from the headstone to resume her walk. ]
Mr. Chandler would never leave me alone in my time of need. He looks no different than he ever did. He worries as he ever did.
[ At times, too much. When she can look into his eyes and see behind the sadness and sweetness, beyond the pain of his monster, there is another silhouette that strikes her with fear. It's light—so subtle. Impossible to forget. ]
Perhaps I misheard him. This city has begun to tarnish my heart. I fear I am losing pieces of myself, of what I thought I knew, even more-so than I already was.
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... You original message to me. Was it regarding his arrival?
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Ah, that was...only a misunderstanding.
[ Of the highest degree. ]
I never expected anyone from home to be here, so when I saw someone coming for me with such fervor I had a slight jolt. Of course, he only meant to greet me.
I dropped the device when— I stumbled from the momentary fright.
[ She did technically stumble, right before the tackle took her down, and she was shocked. ]
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[ For the sake of hope. For companionship. ]
You guided me out of the labyrinth.
[ With a slight, though sad smile, she'll offer him a glance before looking back to the path. ]
So when afraid, I think of you.
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I have already found some while in your company, Lord Morpheus.
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But not from your friend?
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I have always felt safe with him. I do still, but there has been the occasional moment, to blink and miss, when he has looked at me as though he sees someone else.
[ It's something so subtle that she can only wonder if she is going mad. ]
And in that fleeting moment, as I look back...so do I.
[ Nothing is more terrifying than that. ]
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And who is it that you see, in these moments?
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A stranger.
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As you said, lady Vanessa, we all have our secrets. But there is something you are not saying.
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Impossible, as everything else is. ]
I suppose I would not know where to even begin, were I to say anything else.
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[ Now that does make her chuckle with her sigh, though it leaves more of a grimace than a smile. The beginning, which beginning? With Ethan, with Sir Malcolm, with her mother? With Satan? ]
You know not what you suggest. And I would... [ A little crinkle to her brow. ] I would not want you to look at me and see someone different.
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[ he slows his pace now, coming to a stop only after several more steps. he waits for her to do the same, for her to turn her gaze to him before he goes on. ]
I see you, Vanessa Ives. Another telling will not change the whole of the story that is your life. It will only make it more complete to my eyes.
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[ Halted now, she'll keep her hands clasped and hold a subtle squint to her gaze—not accusatory, but searching. For all that he is a fantastical being, a god or something more, she is still left wondering on what he doesn't know about. Of course he doesn't know all about her life, that isn't expected. So how can he see her?
Not unless he gazed into her eyes and saw the thing that drips venom into her skull—slowly, slowly, there's time yet to completion. And if he could see her demons, then how could he bear to keep looking?
He can't. No one can. Not even Ethan. Anything less and they can't see her at all. Isn't that the point? ]
What do you see?
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I see a woman who, at this moment, is in need of courage.
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While it does garner a stare of consideration, she does not lose herself, instead her gaze narrowing slightly once more. Silent for a bit; studying. When she speaks again, her voice has dropped to scrape lower. Still curious. ]
Is that all, Morpheus?
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[ he dips his chin, the angle of his head tipping just so towards her. ]
The rest is for you to tell, lady Vanessa.
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You have just described every woman with a broken heart.
[ It is apt. It is not enough. It's small, too small for what she contains. ]
There is a story about a woman like no other, whose heart broke like no other. Some called her a goddess. [ She was more than that; something known without being known. Something that came before knowing. ] I think her heart is still breaking from the loneliness, you see, but her story is the only one that can never be told.
[ Her finger curl, hands clasped tightly together. ]
You said that you knew her.
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