where do stars go when they cannot fall?

[amethystic]

Who: Felicity and You
What: That goodbye log/plot thing I promised like a month ago-
When: Early Fall/"September"
Where: ????
Warnings: tbd!

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[amethystic]

( it hurts to hear- it cuts into her heart like knives, every word. she wants to say yes, take me home so badly-

but the call tugs. yanks even. it sings and screams and begs.

felicity falters, and looks off into the woods, to wherever she's meant to be awaits. )

... I wish I could. But it's going to drive me insane.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Pure Vanilla isn't one to hate. But he finds he hates this, because he understands it. The call to something more. The maddening itch. His was never an actual pull, not until the Truth.

It makes him sigh, his shoulders slump a little. ]

I understand.

[ He squeezes her hand gently, before raising it to use his wrist to wipe at his eyes. Don't look at your father leaking. ]

[amethystic]

I'm sorry.

( it's not her fault in the least, but- she is. she is. she wishes it could be any other way. but the stars need someone strong, and they've been battered by the waves of the black sun's viciousness for centuries, and they need her.

... and she is someone who needs to be needed. )

[purevanillacookie]

Oh, my little girl, it's all right. I will miss you fiercely, but you will always be within reach. You are truly not being taken away from us.

[ From him. The first person he ever looked upon and loved as a daughter. Someone he sees as the best parts of himself and White Lily... and yes, a little Cacao mixed in. He hm's softly and glances down towards the "Dog" whose currently snuffling at Fel's feet, before dropping a - is that a mole? - on her foot. ]

And I know you are in good company, and shall not be lonely.

[amethystic]

( i wonder how pv feels saying that and then beat shows up again in the grove-

anyways.

felicity reaches down and gives beat some ear scritches, but keeps walking not long after she rescues the poor mole. hey buddy. she'll let you free after she's sure beat isn't going to just drag you back...

...

it's warm. the walk, that is. the lighting, too. despite it being in suri's clutches, it's as if the forest- her shrine is welcoming her, shining brightly to beckon her home.

...



it isn't ever going to be home. not unless her fathers are there. )

... We'll just have to finish this sooner, so I don't have to stay long.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Her hand has been in his this entire time and he squeezes it gently before letting go so she can rescue the mole. The moment it's back to being free, however, it's being snagged up again. This is his daughter. He will hold her hand as they walk the woods.

And while it might be warm for her, a feeling of home calling, for Pure Vanilla it feels like a sad chilly day in the forest. His heart aches. It's getting too cold. He feels like he's abandoning her. He hates this. ]

As soon as we can, my sweetheart.

[ It's a promise.

And when they do reach the shrine and finally stop? And he's looking at it, with his heart heavy? There's a small spiteful part of him that wants to kick it over. Headbutt it. Cry on it until it stops pulling his daughter away from him. ]

How- [ A pause as his voice croaks with tears lodged in his throat. ] How are you to get... inside...?