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lostcarnival2017-08-26 09:30 am
kingofd) wrote in lostcarnival2017-08-26 09:30 am
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[CLOSED] About that...
Who: Jack and Carly
When: Night 145
Where: Trailer #2
What: Jack tries to sneak back home in hopes of postponing the inevitable apology he'll need to make for opening his big mouth.
Warnings: n/a
[If Jack had had the foresight to not storm off himself, he might have been able to borrow a spot in Crow's trailer until this whole ordeal blew over. As it is, he didn't even think of the option until it was well into the night, and he was already feeling sleep weighting down on him.
As much as he often preferred solitude, sleeping in the dirt and grass by the lake was beneath him. There's no reason he should be afraid to go home anyway! It was just Carly, and she was probably over it all ready. Nothing he said was wrong!
Even if it stung.
Steeling his resolve, Jack hoped down from his perch and stomped off through the woods to their joint trailer. Oddly enough, that stomping turns to quiet footsteps the moment he opens the door. He stops once he's a few steps inside, peering over towards the bunkbeds see if Carly's asleep.
It would be bad if he woke her up like this. She's probably even madder since he didn't come home.]
When: Night 145
Where: Trailer #2
What: Jack tries to sneak back home in hopes of postponing the inevitable apology he'll need to make for opening his big mouth.
Warnings: n/a
[If Jack had had the foresight to not storm off himself, he might have been able to borrow a spot in Crow's trailer until this whole ordeal blew over. As it is, he didn't even think of the option until it was well into the night, and he was already feeling sleep weighting down on him.
As much as he often preferred solitude, sleeping in the dirt and grass by the lake was beneath him. There's no reason he should be afraid to go home anyway! It was just Carly, and she was probably over it all ready. Nothing he said was wrong!
Even if it stung.
Steeling his resolve, Jack hoped down from his perch and stomped off through the woods to their joint trailer. Oddly enough, that stomping turns to quiet footsteps the moment he opens the door. He stops once he's a few steps inside, peering over towards the bunkbeds see if Carly's asleep.
It would be bad if he woke her up like this. She's probably even madder since he didn't come home.]
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But she is quiet...] ...I.. ....I'd said it then, hadn't I?
...Before I died...just after I'd thrown Aslla Piscu off...
...it was selfish. It was selfish, what I'd done to come back, what I'd wanted coming back. I knew that-but...
...I thought you stood by it. ....what you said, after that, [she says softly.]
...you remember what that was, right..?
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More than anything, he's confused by the fact Carly seems to be upset with herself rather than mad at him. It takes him awhile to respond, hesitant as he digs up painful memories just to recall exactly what he'd said.]
...Of course. I wouldn't forgot. [He seems even more terse than usual.]
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...
[She trails off, struggling to find the words for a moment.]
...I can't take back what happened, Jack. ....no one can. ...but...
...at the very least, I thought in the end...that meeting you made me the most happy I'd been in years..!
ouch right in the kokoro
[Jack finally manages to blurt out something, but Carly's words have already twisted the knife in his chest. He feels numb, at a loss for words.
Over the past half a year, the Carly he knew forgot everything, and so he'd pushed her away out of fear of having her get hurt again, and because it was easier. It was easier to just accept it as it was, than to open himself up again and deal with that pain. Like a porcupine pricking anyone it gets close to, Jack kept her at arm's length at all times. Even here, he turned defensive the moment something reminded him of the fact everything that happened to her was his fault.
Jack may not realize this all for himself, but he did understand the heart-wrenching feeling in his chest was probably guilt. He wouldn't admit it was fear.]
I...didn't mean it like that. I just thought I've caused you more harm than good. [Jack holds his hand out, but he doesn't do anything with it.] You've done so much for me...and I've only managed to get you killed!
my heart is a punching bag
...that's why it's important to remember, and move on into what's good...
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Oddly enough, he finds it hard to understand how he could have had such an effect on Carly; it's different than having a fan who idolizes him. She says he made her happy, but it always felt like he was the one who benefited most from their relationship. She dressed his wounds, let him borrow a room, and taught him how to become a better person. He enjoyed her company, as someone who knew him as more than just the King.
In the middle of all that, the Dark Signers had pulled the rug out from under him.]
But if something were to happen to you again... I wouldn't be able to forgive myself! [A pause, he swallows.] I still...can't forgive myself.
You're saying that despite everything that happened, you still-- [He clenches his fist, and finally looks at her.] What you said earlier, to Crow! Is that what you want?
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....that's what love does, you know. ...But Jack...even if you haven't forgiven yourself...even if I haven't forgiven me...
....I think, if we've managed to forgive each other, that's something at least right? And I....
[She swallows, her throat dry, and her mouth feeling as though it were filled with dust, the woman standing as Jack's worried query meets the air. In her eyes, they already were...but right now, that isn't the important part. The important part, she thinks, as she brings a hand that is now equal parts ebony and ivory in hue to Jack's cheeck, is...]
Being with you...
...there would be nothing that could make me happier, Jack.
[And before she can second guess, before she can draw back, or he can, she brings her face close to his, lips poised to gently touch against the other's now that death is not standing between them.]
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I never blamed you. [There wasn't anything to forgive, because he always forgave her.
Hearing her move he tenses again, watching her step closer with wide eyes.]
What? [As if to ask what she was doing getting to close to him, because each step started to make his heart beat a little faster, and her hand only seemed to draw attention to how hot his cheeks felt. Carly's lips just barely press against his, and he could swear he felt something like a small electric shock between them.
He clears his throat when pulling away, drawing his closed fist up to his mouth.]
...Very well then, I accept!
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Ah- [...Hug time...somewhat over, as she looks to him again.] ...It'd be really weird if you said no, since we share this trailer, now that I think...