our love is six feet under / private

[Margaery]

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

”We can’t afford to misplace ourselves. Not again.”

She tasted copper. She saw red.

Margaery suddenly remembered so much, too much, of a time where she genuinely did not care. A time where she killed for fun because she had nothing better to do. To live for. Grotesque, mangled bodies... wails... blood on every surface... Images that haunted her now- her darkest nightmares that she doubted Suiteheart even knew about. She had slaughtered so many in her attempt to survive without the thing that loved her most, the thing that brought out the best in her, and now, nearly a year later, simply thinking about that twisted version of herself caused her entire demeanor to shift, becoming something resentful, something haunted, something broken

She couldn’t become that person... no... that thing again.

Her powers were gone, yes, and she was mortal once more, but the fear still lingered, a nearly petrifying terror that almost forced her to pull away as Suiteheart embraced her... oh how she missed that embrace.

Her anxieties were suddenly forgotten and she relished in the comfort of her wife’s touch. [color=black]”I missed you,” she suddenly confessed, [color=black]”I missed you so much.”

She had found one part of her tattered family and now she knew, she knew, that there was hope. That her, no, their children had to be out there somewhere.

[color=black]”I’ll be whoever you need me to be,” She affirmed, finally responding to Suite’s original statement, [b][color=black]”But I don’t think I can truly be the same person... not until we find our children... maybe even after that. We need to look though. We need to look together.”

“We need to rebuild our family.”

[BASTILLEPAW]

[ don't mind if i just... sit here with popcorn in silence as i ship it cOUGH ]

[Suiteheart]

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Suiteheart could feel Margaery shift as she took in her words. A small part of her wanted to retract her statement, but the majority of herself knew she didn’t need to. It needed to be said. The words needed to hang in the air and then sink in. Each feline needed to hold onto the statement, to take it to heart.

Margaery couldn’t become that bloodthirsty creature. Suiteheart couldn’t become someone who knew not of her family and friends.

“I missed you too,” she breathed, speaking slowly. She didn’t want this moment to end. It felt normal again. ”I didn’t think I’d get to see you again.” The last of her words were shaky, emotional. Her words were true, and that was the saddest part. For a year, she had lived with this thought in her mind.

For one whole year, Suiteheart tried and tried to remember her last moments with Margaery. She picked through her brain every few moments in a desperate attempt to remember their last words. What had they done together the day everything fell apart? What had they said to one another? Had it been kind? Had they been fighting? She had prayed over and over that their last conversation had been good. But try as she might, she could not remember, and that was what scared her. She wanted to remember everything, but she simply could not.

“I just want you to be okay,” Suite told her, a gentle and sad smile on her lips. “And I know it may be a while until then, and that’s okay. But we’ll both get there soon.” The two of them had to be okay. They had always been, in the past. Granted, this wasn’t the past, but surely they would make it out just the same.

“And we’ll find them. We will, I -,” she cut herself short of saying she promised. She didn’t want to swear to something she could not deliver on. “I know we will.” That was the safer option. “We can start with the closest territories or allied territories. Wherever and whenever we can - without drawing too much attention. I don’t care about trespassing or anything else... I just want to fucking see our kids again, no matter what.”

She sighed and took a few breaths, letting everything sink in. Her mood felt somewhat lighter as a new resolve pulsed through her being. They would find their children, and in turn, they would be okay. With each other, they could figure it all out, couldn’t they?

“I love you.” Yes, she knew she had already spoken those words, but she needed Margaery to hear them again. She wanted to make up for months of being unable to say it. [color=#73B1B7][b]“And we’ll get through this.”

[Margaery]

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

(ENJOY THE SHOW!! MARG AND SUITE ARE OUR ANGSTY BABIES)

Suiteheart's words caused Margaery to think about their final interaction as well, practically scouring her memories for some snippet of conversation or recollection of touch. She was certain that they had not parted on a sour note but on what then? Had they least affirmed their love before all of this happened? The uncertainty touched both her thoughts and her features and she found herself momentarily scowling. [COLOR=black]"I suppose we should just be glad that we've been given a second..." She paused, second certainly didn't do the amount of opportunities they've been given justice, [color=black]"More like a fourth or fifth chance."

[color=black]"You need to be okay too, you know that right? You deserve the world Suiteheart," She continued on, [color=black]"I want to give you the world." But how was she supposed to do that when her's was still falling apart? She had to be strong though, strong for Suite, strong for their missing children, strong for herself. Being strong was the only way anything was going to get any better.

[color=black]"Can we start looking soon? I know you said the souls had each other but... I want to be there for them too... I miss them.. I miss all of our kids..."

She had been motherless at one point as well and in that, had grown bitter. Resentful. She didn't want those awful emotions to blossom within her own children.

[color=black]"I love you too. More than anything. More than anyone... But... maybe it's for the best that we don't act like a couple in public. I know it sounds bad but we're living with strangers now. We don't know what's around or who's around. And maybe, just for the sake of us and our own stability, we should take it slowly."

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Some sad smile danced upon her lips at Margaery’s words. This was not the first time something like this had happened. There had been the bear, the vampire, the odd memory wipes, reincarnation, and a whole slew of other things. But somehow, fate always reunited them. Fate had a strange and terrifying way of sorting through things. Be that as it may, Suiteheart was grateful for the endless chances she and her wife received. Someone or something was looking out for them, and she hoped that someone would continue to let them find each other in this life and the next. ”I’m so fucking thankful for these chances, love,” Suite did say with a nod. Perhaps she and Margaery were the lucky ones even if neither truly felt that way.

Upon hearing her partner’s next words, she nodded again. She did need to learn to start taking better care of herself, but that was a hard task. She would rather make sure everyone else was okay, but she knew if she exhausted herself, she would be of no use. Suite needed to learn to take time, yet her impatience always got the better of her. ”I know, and I’ll try.” She would. She’d try damn hard. ”You are my world. You and the kids.”

The feline listened as Margaery continued speaking, and in truth, she could not agree more. She wanted to find them as soon as possible. It already felt like she had been lifetimes away from them. She missed them. Dearly. And she knew Margaery did too. ”I’m ready when you are. And I know I said they had each other, but I - ... Even if they’ve grown up, they’re still kids. They need us just as much as we need them.”

While Margaery had been motherless, Suite could not entirely relate. She had had a mother. Not a good one, but a mother nonetheless. Some part of her grew angry at this thought, for the last thing she wanted to do was turn into her mother. Despite all the wishing, it seemed she was doing just that by not being there for her children. That thought made her stomach knot up; she didn’t want to be a bad mother.

The next words hurt though it was not surprising. Each was trying to lay low and being seen together could extinguish that hope. Still, she frowned. ”You’re right, but... Damn. Now I have to get you to fall in love with me all over again. It was a wonder it even happened the first time.” And now she was grinning that lopsided smile of hers, trying to bring humor into their dim situation.