He seems to be in this last hurrah, like he's - waiting for something inevitable. Like he knows his death is coming?
[Because Theo doesn't know what really awaits August. He frowns, tensing up.]
I feel - shitty, sharing what he told me? But he helped me get my mark off and... I don't know if it's that or something else that happened here but I just feel like... nothing's ever as concrete as it seems. If I can think about an ending better than the one I expect, maybe I can wish that for other people too. Maybe I can do something about it.
[Foolish, near arrogant thoughts. He is nothing. Can do nothing. Yet... why does he feel like...]
I should've kept you in the dark about it, but - you read me really well. I can't keep secrets from you.
[ It's hard to hear. She feels her muscles turn to stone, her lips tense, reality descending with the weight of something awful enough to be inevitable. She and August spoke of death before, mostly her fear that she might die at the hands of someone she loves, and that that might make them disappear. All the hints he dropped — years ago for him now, just last month for her — are painting a picture colored in blood and the flames he relies on so much.
Cellar nods. It's something she and Theo can think about together, if he wants her to help him. She hopes so. ]
I don't want you to keep secrets from me, Theo. I don't know why he wouldn't tell me, [ Because we are not the friends I thought we were— ] But. Uhm. Thank you.
[ For being who I believed you were. ]
Whatever it is, maybe we can figure something out. And if we can't, then. Then we're here for him.
I think he cares about you and knows you're really determined to do anything to keep the people you love alive.
[Case and point, that deal you made with the devil - no, with death? To keep him alive in a hypothetical. He can't fault her for it, though. He's so aware he would do the same in a heartbeat. He just wants her to know that he gets it, wants her to know what he thinks of her too. Too good for this place. Nevermind too good for him, too.]
I've never really been part of an actual coven before. Sort of on the outskirts? Technically a member, but... I feel like he's part of a coven I'm making here, in a way. You are too, it's not just - not just witches. But... a family.
[ She'd like to know what that means when Theo says it, but she also knows August. That translates to he thinks you'll do something stupid, and it's annoying because it's right. And also why she's not going to stay put. If August remembers her talking about Raíz and gets desperate enough to do something stupid too — she's here.
Swaying a little, Cellar leans up to kiss Theo on the cheek. Something to pacify, to soothe. Maybe to stall, too. ]
I'm really glad you're finally getting the stuff you wanted, Teddie. And — I'm really, really happy I get to see it happen.
[Running from his own shadow, never believing there's a possibility for something good in his future. He met her and the world changed - possibilities arose. It's still such a strange thing, having his confidence grow back. To no longer be afraid of defiance, but incited by the act of it. He wraps his arms around her, and kisses her more soundly.]
[ It helps her smile, it helps her think of something else — of nothing else but them. Sometimes she believes that's all she could ever need. No Raíz, no pact, no wish, whatever that was. Just her Theo. ]
I love you.
[ Squeezing him, closing her eyes. ]
Can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. [ A grin, tone lighter. ] Can't wait to see what you can do now, too.
[He guides her toward the bed with him - where they can spread out, but more importantly he can coax her to lay with him just for a little bit. He's not tired, not sleepy - but their room is such a comfort to him that no matter what, it feels warmer when they're there together. He plays with her hair, kisses the crown of her head and finds himself chuckling.]
I feel... better, but I don't even know where to start when it comes to refining my magic now. It's like I just got my arm out of a sling it's been in for decades... I want to draw, but what do I do next? Y'know?
[ There's a little laughing as they both drop on the bed, the short-lived bounce giving way to her practically crawling into his embrace. Every touch is perfect. ]
I mean… what was the last thing you thought about doing, but you were like — 'ah damn, if it wasn't for this thing, I totally would've been able to do that'.
I... I don't know. I want to learn from someone, I guess - see what I really can do. I was good at glamors and divination before, so... maybe seeing how far I can go with that now? Not that I really use glamors anymore...
[Shy, almost:]
I feel good in my own skin now, thanks in part to you.
[ That gets him a few more kisses, to his lips, cheek, forehead, all with a soft and playful mwah. Bringing him out of that shyness, hopefully to help him shine a little brighter. ]
There's other cool stuff you can do with it, right? Like if you wanna win a best lookalike competition.
[ Laughing, imagining all the main players of the Balfour estate being shocked at such a thing. Or enamored, who knows. ]
Can't August teach you? And then you can use what you learn to…
[ Her slow shrug translates to reverse uno card help him. ]
[Not only does Theo feel indebted to him, he's shared his secret - he's expecting August to be pissed. But maybe past that, sometime down the road? He'd like to learn from him. But at the same time that feels like admitting he's inexperienced and hopeless to a guy he wants to convince they know how to save...]
Maybe we'll shop around for mentors, then. Any of your other magic friends cuuuute?
There's this guy called Gale? I can ask him about it. I think Lauralae does some of the magic you do, but I'm not sure... But I mean, people are talking about all the magic stuff they can do on the network all the time, right? I'm sure we just have to snoop around a little.
Of course, babe. Hey, if you turn into a frog, I just have to dress up as a princess and kiss you, right? Or is that going to turn me into a frog? I think I'm getting the stories mixed up.
Oh my god. [ Laughing at the sudden witch-canada goose lore, the list of nicknames at the girl who was (code)named after a spider. He's so cute. She loves him. ] Well, no. So you could just give me your love-bite now.
[ That gets a little squeal-laugh, hands on his head and then hugging him close, arms and legs wrapped around him. Oh no, he's trapped. After a little fooling around, she goes quiet, fingers in his hair. ]
... You know, if I hadn't told you my— the other name before, I would've told you to use divination. So you could be the one to figure it out.
[ Which is the polar opposite of when she asked August to never do that. ]
[ Trust you. Love you. Think I'd do anything for you, even if it upset Raíz. I probably already have.
She talks so much, and yet there's even more that stays locked away, hidden behind the press of her lips. Even easier to hide it when he's so deliciously focused on her neck. ]
Guess there's other stuff you could figure out, then. You have my permission to look at everything.
[ Girl's in love, convinced there's not a secret she'd ever need to keep from him. ]
You're always allowed to delve into my mind too - even if it's by asking questions.
[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
Wow, I can't believe you actually get to tell people that you can magically spill the tea, now.
[ But she likes that idea, too - just talking to him, asking, hearing his voice, the emotions behind every answer, the jokes and the warmth in between moments where the truth becomes a little heavy. ]
So... this means you get to do more sex magic stuff too, right?
[ Remember that convo all those months ago, when he first explained it to her? Remember she disappeared for a few minutes in the middle of it? Because she does. ]
[He says, blinking a few times - reminded now too, a slow grin growing over his face as the possibilities filter in. First, there's the direct application of sex magic - using it for sex. Then there's the secondary... using the sex to fuel the magic... His grip on her cinches a bit. He kisses her neck again.]
... Does the witch have an assistant for his inevitable practicing?
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[Because Theo doesn't know what really awaits August. He frowns, tensing up.]
I feel - shitty, sharing what he told me? But he helped me get my mark off and... I don't know if it's that or something else that happened here but I just feel like... nothing's ever as concrete as it seems. If I can think about an ending better than the one I expect, maybe I can wish that for other people too. Maybe I can do something about it.
[Foolish, near arrogant thoughts. He is nothing. Can do nothing. Yet... why does he feel like...]
I should've kept you in the dark about it, but - you read me really well. I can't keep secrets from you.
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Cellar nods. It's something she and Theo can think about together, if he wants her to help him. She hopes so. ]
I don't want you to keep secrets from me, Theo. I don't know why he wouldn't tell me, [ Because we are not the friends I thought we were— ] But. Uhm. Thank you.
[ For being who I believed you were. ]
Whatever it is, maybe we can figure something out. And if we can't, then. Then we're here for him.
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[Case and point, that deal you made with the devil - no, with death? To keep him alive in a hypothetical. He can't fault her for it, though. He's so aware he would do the same in a heartbeat. He just wants her to know that he gets it, wants her to know what he thinks of her too. Too good for this place. Nevermind too good for him, too.]
I've never really been part of an actual coven before. Sort of on the outskirts? Technically a member, but... I feel like he's part of a coven I'm making here, in a way. You are too, it's not just - not just witches. But... a family.
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Swaying a little, Cellar leans up to kiss Theo on the cheek. Something to pacify, to soothe. Maybe to stall, too. ]
I'm really glad you're finally getting the stuff you wanted, Teddie. And — I'm really, really happy I get to see it happen.
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[Running from his own shadow, never believing there's a possibility for something good in his future. He met her and the world changed - possibilities arose. It's still such a strange thing, having his confidence grow back. To no longer be afraid of defiance, but incited by the act of it. He wraps his arms around her, and kisses her more soundly.]
I love you.
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I love you.
[ Squeezing him, closing her eyes. ]
Can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. [ A grin, tone lighter. ] Can't wait to see what you can do now, too.
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I feel... better, but I don't even know where to start when it comes to refining my magic now. It's like I just got my arm out of a sling it's been in for decades... I want to draw, but what do I do next? Y'know?
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I mean… what was the last thing you thought about doing, but you were like — 'ah damn, if it wasn't for this thing, I totally would've been able to do that'.
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[Shy, almost:]
I feel good in my own skin now, thanks in part to you.
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[ That gets him a few more kisses, to his lips, cheek, forehead, all with a soft and playful mwah. Bringing him out of that shyness, hopefully to help him shine a little brighter. ]
There's other cool stuff you can do with it, right? Like if you wanna win a best lookalike competition.
[ Laughing, imagining all the main players of the Balfour estate being shocked at such a thing. Or enamored, who knows. ]
Can't August teach you? And then you can use what you learn to…
[ Her slow shrug translates to reverse uno card help him. ]
I think I know other people, though.
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[Not only does Theo feel indebted to him, he's shared his secret - he's expecting August to be pissed. But maybe past that, sometime down the road? He'd like to learn from him. But at the same time that feels like admitting he's inexperienced and hopeless to a guy he wants to convince they know how to save...]
Maybe we'll shop around for mentors, then. Any of your other magic friends cuuuute?
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[He has meaning to go up to her and make out, throw back to when he made plans to do that and forgot about it.]
I'll be turning myself into a frog soon enough. Will you brew a potion on the cauldron with me?
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[A pause. A serious face all of a sudden, along with a lean-in:]
Would you still love me if I was a frog?
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I'll love you if you're a frog, a worm, a sardine, I don't care. You're my Teddie.
[ ... and a frown. ]
Except if you turn into a goose. That might be really difficult. So I guess the question is, would you still love me if you were a goose?
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[Becoming Cobra Chickens.]
You don't have anywhere to go for a bit, yeah? I just wanna lay with you. My sardine loving, frog approving, worm betrothed baby.
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... You know, if I hadn't told you my— the other name before, I would've told you to use divination. So you could be the one to figure it out.
[ Which is the polar opposite of when she asked August to never do that. ]
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... Yeah?
[Shifting just a bit more, he kisses her neck - softer, tender now.]
I liked that you told me, though. It seems such a silly thing, but... to know you trust me? It means the world to me.
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[ Trust you. Love you. Think I'd do anything for you, even if it upset Raíz. I probably already have.
She talks so much, and yet there's even more that stays locked away, hidden behind the press of her lips. Even easier to hide it when he's so deliciously focused on her neck. ]
Guess there's other stuff you could figure out, then. You have my permission to look at everything.
[ Girl's in love, convinced there's not a secret she'd ever need to keep from him. ]
If you ever want to practice
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[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
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Wow, I can't believe you actually get to tell people that you can magically spill the tea, now.
[ But she likes that idea, too - just talking to him, asking, hearing his voice, the emotions behind every answer, the jokes and the warmth in between moments where the truth becomes a little heavy. ]
So... this means you get to do more sex magic stuff too, right?
[ Remember that convo all those months ago, when he first explained it to her? Remember she disappeared for a few minutes in the middle of it? Because she does. ]
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[He says, blinking a few times - reminded now too, a slow grin growing over his face as the possibilities filter in. First, there's the direct application of sex magic - using it for sex. Then there's the secondary... using the sex to fuel the magic... His grip on her cinches a bit. He kisses her neck again.]
... Does the witch have an assistant for his inevitable practicing?
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