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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-07-16 10:38 am

Event Log: Stepford Summer

Who: Everyone participating in the event
What: The Stepford Summer event!
Where: Across the city
When: July 16th-July 25th
Warnings: None!

Good morning, neighbor!

On the 16th, everyone wakes up feeling a little more... complete. The sun is shining, your bed is nice and comfortable and when you throw off the blankets, your perfect dog (probably named Spot) is sitting eagerly at your feet, waiting to be fed and walked.

The newspaper smacks against your porch and the paper boy calls out in hello as he cycles off further down the road. Sure, you can't actually read the strange symbols on the paper, but it's nice to have the ritual of it in the first place. Your parent or your sibling or your significant other is busy making pancakes in the kitchen when you come in, filling the room with the smell of delicious cooking. Yum!

The rest of the day is much like this. You straighten your tie, adjust your blazer and head off to work at a normal place, doing normal things. So what if you work with a guy who's actually a demon, or a seven foot tall elf? That's normal, isn't it?

There are cracks in the illusion, of course, but whether you're able to put it together is on you. Why would you want to, anyway? You have so many great relatives and an awesome support system, you're drinking awesome coffee every morning, and maybe you'll treat yourself to some ice cream at night before bed. What could be better?

Certainly not the cave. You don't want to remember that, do you?

► This log covers July 16th-25th.
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mismanagement: (011)

[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-04 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
That doesn't sound like someone excited to be married. But what does she know, really? Maketh is quiet for a long moment. "Confused about--?"
circumitus: (i'm a jewel song away from suicide watch)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"You," Rey blurts, before she can think or take it back.

Reluctant but instinctual, she draws her hand back from Maketh's, bringing her fingers to scratch at her forehead as she struggles to think.

"I mean, me. And us, and--" What's she saying? Has she been making this out to be more than it is?

Or maybe she's just disappointed in the fact that it was Sully who asked her to marry him instead of...

Fuck.
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-04 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Maketh starts, nearly knocking her coffee over. "Me--?"

That--well.

She never---

Maketh is quiet for a long moment. Then she sighs and reaches her hand out, flicking at Rey's bangs.

"Don't make that face. Please?"
circumitus: I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is. (all the dinosaurs are extinct)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-05 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Rey huffs, drawing her hand away to look at Maketh as she brushes aside the bangs from her eyes.

She grimaces.

"What face?"

Not like she can see her own face, but... she might have an idea.
mismanagement: (003)

[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-06 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Maketh smiles a little, as gently as she can. It's strange. She often feels quieted around Rey - or infuriated. One of the two. "Like you're going to see the world end."

She has a teenage daughter. It's a look Maketh knows. But never before in this context.

What a mess they make.

Maketh sighs. Then, carefully, she holds her hand out, palm up. An offering.
circumitus: This is drunk and confused... (this is worse than naked and afraid)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-06 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
For such a dramatic phrasing, the sad truth is that Maketh isn't too far off. Not because the world is actually ending, or that Rey feels that way. It's just that she's afraid she has had this feeling before, and can't place where or why that is. The mystery of it is boggling.

"S... Sorry," she says quietly, ducking her head. Her eyes fall to Maketh's hand then. The offering clear.

And she thinks about it for a moment. Only a moment. Doesn't bother to check to make sure no one is looking before bringing her fingers to lightly touch the palm of Maketh's open hand, like a psychic reader trying to interpret the lines.

It's... nice. This is nice.

Why can't it always be like this?
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-06 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
And then it's done. Gently, Maketh twines their fingers together. It would be the easiest thing in the world to pull away, but neither of them do.

She swallows hard.

"Don't marry him."
circumitus: I honestly wish I could say that I was surprised. (so you threw a sword at me last night)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-06 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
The response is so blunt, it practically sends an electric jolt into every muscle. It surges through her, and Rey finds herself gaping at Maketh now, mouth slightly parted. She's almost at a loss for words.

Almost.

"Wh... What?"
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-06 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Hold your ground, soldier.

The thought comes to her suddenly. Maketh doesn't know why. She's never been in the military - though she often dreams of blindingly white armor and wakes up feeling uneasy - but it feels natural, like something she's long since mastered.

She doesn't pull away. She holds her ground and meets Rey's eyes.

"You deserve to be happy, Rey. Marrying him won't make you happy."
circumitus: but my fish appears to be afraid of me. (not sure what happened last night)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-06 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Does she deserve it?

Like Maketh right now, the feeling is lingering, and she can't remember why. She can't think of any reason why she wouldn't deserve to be happy; she's done nothing to prove the contrary. In fact, everything about her job entails nothing but helping people. Of course she should be happy!

So why is there a sinking feeling of guilt when she thinks of her mother? Is it because of the effort she put into this whole damned show, or...?

"But, I... It's all been arranged. Everything. She did it for me."

Now here she is, making excuses for her mother's sake. Wonderful.
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-06 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"She'd want you to be happy," Maketh presses, leaning forward a little. "I have to think -- she would understand."
circumitus: Just remembered. (i woke up in the shower this morning)

[personal profile] circumitus 2017-08-06 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, she would, wouldn't she? That's what you're supposed to say about any loving, departed parent. They'd want you to be happy.

Rey falls quiet for a moment, closing her eyes and taking in the feeling of Maketh's touch. Her hands are smaller than Sully's. She doesn't like being close to him like she does with this woman. Doesn't even like him holding her hand like this.

Shit. What's she supposed to do? Call everything off? No explanation given? Sure, she doesn't love the man, but he's been good. Good just isn't enough, somehow.

"I... I'll think about it."

Unfortunately, it's something she's thought too much about already.
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2017-08-07 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Maketh closes her eyes and nods. Then, carefully, she takes her hand back. She can't force this. It's a choice that Rey has to make. And what kind of a monster would she be, if she pushed too hard?

Carefully, she opens her eyes. Smiles. Tries to make her face look professional.

"Of course. It -- it was good to see you, Rey."