[They were there, and he hated them, and then they were gone, their absence felt sharply in his chest. Julia was gone, dead once more, and the boys left soon after, and Magnus was alone.
Hotaru's gone, too. Ellie hasn't been around that he's seen. Shadow's gone. Magnus hasn't known what to do with himself, alone for the first time in over a year, with a minimum of people to talk to. He's not sure he wants to talk to anyone really, and that's so unlike him that he's more confused by the feeling than anything. He spends long nights drinking at the speakeasy, keeping to himself. He thinks about the last time he saw Taako and Merle.
He was already avoiding them after that big fight. He didn't know how to even... begin trying to forgive them. But once they were gone... it was all he wanted to do. He really didn't appreciate what he had while they were here. After he's had more time to stew in his feelings, he's... not sure he's okay with them killing Julia. He's not sure he'll ever be okay with it. But... there was no right choice in that situation, was there? What the hell else were they supposed to do? What the hell could any of them done?
These fucking gods. Magnus is decided. If Taako and Merle ever come back, that's what they're going to work on next. Finding a way to kill the gods. He's through being their plaything. If they don't come back... then he'll just have to find a way on his own.
He just doesn't know where to start.
In the meantime, he's got a late start to the day. He was meaning to go check the coliseum, but he stayed up too late drinking the night before and slept in a little. He's on his way to see if there's anyone that still needs help when he sees them on his way down the stairs of the spire.
He freezes. Just... a week. One week is as long as they could get away. Magnus realizes, suddenly, that he should've been hoping they were gone for good. Then, they'd be free of this place. But he's selfish. He's so fucking selfish.
He hasn't cried since the night of the fight, but after a few moments of staring at the other two the waterworks have really started up. He's sniffling and wiping at his face as he hurries down the rest of the stairs to them, managing words between sniffles and hiccups.]
You guys, I checked, and you were gone, and I didn't know what to do, and I just, I just, I just wanted to say, to you, wow, I had a lot of words in my head and now, they're just gone, and I, I...
[When he finally reaches them, he wails, tears streaming down his face and pulling them both brusquely into a hug. Yes, even Taako who is on the floor. There's a lot of bending and stooping and pulling involved.]
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Hotaru's gone, too. Ellie hasn't been around that he's seen. Shadow's gone. Magnus hasn't known what to do with himself, alone for the first time in over a year, with a minimum of people to talk to. He's not sure he wants to talk to anyone really, and that's so unlike him that he's more confused by the feeling than anything. He spends long nights drinking at the speakeasy, keeping to himself. He thinks about the last time he saw Taako and Merle.
He was already avoiding them after that big fight. He didn't know how to even... begin trying to forgive them. But once they were gone... it was all he wanted to do. He really didn't appreciate what he had while they were here. After he's had more time to stew in his feelings, he's... not sure he's okay with them killing Julia. He's not sure he'll ever be okay with it. But... there was no right choice in that situation, was there? What the hell else were they supposed to do? What the hell could any of them done?
These fucking gods. Magnus is decided. If Taako and Merle ever come back, that's what they're going to work on next. Finding a way to kill the gods. He's through being their plaything. If they don't come back... then he'll just have to find a way on his own.
He just doesn't know where to start.
In the meantime, he's got a late start to the day. He was meaning to go check the coliseum, but he stayed up too late drinking the night before and slept in a little. He's on his way to see if there's anyone that still needs help when he sees them on his way down the stairs of the spire.
He freezes. Just... a week. One week is as long as they could get away. Magnus realizes, suddenly, that he should've been hoping they were gone for good. Then, they'd be free of this place. But he's selfish. He's so fucking selfish.
He hasn't cried since the night of the fight, but after a few moments of staring at the other two the waterworks have really started up. He's sniffling and wiping at his face as he hurries down the rest of the stairs to them, managing words between sniffles and hiccups.]
You guys, I checked, and you were gone, and I didn't know what to do, and I just, I just, I just wanted to say, to you, wow, I had a lot of words in my head and now, they're just gone, and I, I...
[When he finally reaches them, he wails, tears streaming down his face and pulling them both brusquely into a hug. Yes, even Taako who is on the floor. There's a lot of bending and stooping and pulling involved.]
I thought you were gone foreeeeveeeer!!!