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 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 3:20 pm
Even as disoriented as he felt, Valjean had the presence of mind not to teleport directly back into the little apartment he had shared with Holly ever since her corruption.
(It was charming, really, what she'd done, making her sphere into her new name. Easy, too. His had come from the history books, and it wasn't as if his name or sphere leant themselves to it.
Well, he could have been Jean, he supposed. But he didn't feel like a Jean. Will suited him fine.
He was letting his thoughts drift to distract himself. He knew it. Shook his head. Reined back in.)
The plan, if one could even call it such, had been an unmitigated ******** disaster. Faustite was gone. They had failed. And all he wanted was to go home.
He powered down, walked that last block, walked up the stairs. Barely knew he was doing it, until he was opening the door and stepping in. Shut it behind him.
"Holly?"
God, he hoped she was still awake. He needed to not be alone right now.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 11:57 am
Holly was mostly awake, she hadn’t wanted to sleep while Will was out on this…little…well. She hoped that it wasn’t a misadventure, but she hadn’t had very good thoughts about it.
So she was sitting up on the couch, her feet tucked under her, half dozing with her head resting on her arm, but there were two cups on the kitchen counter and water in the kettle just waiting to be turned on.
“‘Mm here, Will. Tea or cocoa?”
Forcing her eyes open, Holly got up and padded towards the kitchen, though paused in front of Will, leaning in to peck his lips.
When his expression and…slightly haunted eyes registered in her sleep muzzed mind, she frowned slightly. “...Or something stronger? What happened?”
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 12:30 pm
When Holly appeared, Will reached out, sliding an arm around her waist and leaning down to bury his face in her shoulder.
"Cocoa sounds perfect, love. Thank you," he said.
Someone else might have cried, but Will was not that type of person. Outward expressions of emotion were...not particularly his thing, and what would crying do, anyway? It wouldn't fix anything. Wouldn't save Faustite from his miserable fate.
"We lost him. Not to the other side. To our own ******** incompetence." It rankled. The plan had been so ******** simple, so straightforward even he wasn't sure he could have made it more basic. And ******** still. "Ambush was blown early. The Princess and her Court didn't have time to purify him. He's going to turn into a youma, and all because one person couldn't ******** hold position."
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 12:47 pm
Holly frowned and sighed, reaching a hand up to stroke his hair as he hid his face. “...I’m so sorry, Baby. I know you cared about him…but maybe…it’s not for the best, obviously. But maybe getting away from that whole group is for the best. You and I can start on a team of our own. Get others to join the cause and just…be the best us that we can be. We can keep it small and elite and not let in idiots who will blow ambushes early…”
She had never liked the idea of sharing Will anyway, and that group had been one orgy of competition that was just…
Unnecessary.
“Let me get you that drink. Go have a seat and I’ll be right there.” Kissing the corner of his mouth, Holly moved away and turned on the electric kettle, filling the mugs each with two packets of the hot chocolate mix. It was a night that needed something thick and rich, and she could provide.
When the water was poured and the drinks mixed, she lifted both mugs and walked back to the living room, sitting on the couch and handing one to Will. “Do you want to talk about it or should I distract you instead?”
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 1:02 pm
Will huffed against her shoulder. It was, in some ways, a little funny, how much she wanted him to herself. And maybe she deserved that, after everything.
"I think one of us will need he fancy buttwings for that. But I've got no doubt that we can earn them." Together. If they worked. It would take time, and effort, and dedication, but Valjean had a feeling that it would take less time than he feared.
Not that he expected there to be much eagerness to promote anyone on Team Faustite after that goddamn fiasco. Int he meantime, though...perhaps scouting interesting possibilities for a team of his own wasn't a bad idea. He couldn't rely on Faustite forever.
He let Holly go, to make them both drinks, and moved to the couch, collapsing heavily on it and leaning against the arm.
When she returned, he gave her a fond smile. "Ah, I think I've said all there is to be said. Some distraction sounds lovely."
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 1:08 pm
“I think that we’ll both look wonderful with buttwings, and it shouldn’t be too long if I actually go out and do what I’m supposed to. I’ve been sitting on my butt long enough, and you have too, Mr. Lazy. We’ll be better starting now. We’ll scout out some others and we’ll do our own thing. We don’t need leaders. Not really. At least I don’t think so. We can check in with our Sovereigns every once in a while and that will be that. We’ll start tomorrow if you wish it, I could use some outside time anyway. I feel like I’ve become such a housewife.”
Leaning over, Holly put her mug on the table and put her hands on Will’s shoulders, gently rubbing them. “I do enjoy being your housewife though, that wasn’t a complaint, but. TOgether we can be great for the Negaverse. And finding a team of Senshi to work with us…could be a lot of fun.” She paused for a moment, digging her thumbs in to really massage his tense muscles.
“Will be a lot of fun. We’ll make it fun.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 1:23 pm
Will laughed, and nodded. "Mm, well. Let's commit ourselves, then. To do right by the Negaverse, and ensure that we get promoted. And then we'll lead a fine team, together."
And prove that the investment in both of them had been more than worth it.
He set his mug on the table next to Holly's, and sighed contentedly as she massaged his shoulders.
"Mm, no one could ask for a better housewife. But I look forward to seeing you as more than that, darling."
They would be great, together. They would build something. And it would be theirs.
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