08-21-2018, 03:50 PM
20. distance + how does y/c deal with grief?
Dagon’s first mission when they ran away was to make as much distance from them and their parents as fast as possible. Dimitri… had originally been opposed to the idea. What if they died out there. When it was revealed that Dimitri maybe didn’t care about dying, and the tom retreated. Dimitri and Dagon were roaming the headspace, the sprawling city and would lose eachother. Maybe it was because they were always mad at eachother. Or they were they kids playing a good game of hide and seek.
Sometimes they’d find each other in the sprawling city in the sprawling city and they would fight eachother. Before Dagon had calmed down, they would occasionally find eachother. Dagon would his and call the original, core personality names. “I did the best for us.”
“But if we die out there? What then?” Dimitri would ask him, shoulders rolling and baring teeth. Dimitri showing guts for once in his life. This was of course, before he had taken up strict pacifism. And Delta convincing him Dagon was the one battle she couldn’t fight for him. “I don’t want to starve to death, and I don’t want you killing us!”
Dagon leaping at Dimitri and the two boys biting down on eachother, claws out and biting on their arms with little teeth and scratching with smaller claws. Calling eachother names and Dagon holding him down, calling him “Bitch, Motherfucker,” and the likes.
“I fucking hate you.” And Dagon thought he would for a long time… but perhaps in some way, the alcohol kept him from hating him as much.
Dagon’s first mission when they ran away was to make as much distance from them and their parents as fast as possible. Dimitri… had originally been opposed to the idea. What if they died out there. When it was revealed that Dimitri maybe didn’t care about dying, and the tom retreated. Dimitri and Dagon were roaming the headspace, the sprawling city and would lose eachother. Maybe it was because they were always mad at eachother. Or they were they kids playing a good game of hide and seek.
Sometimes they’d find each other in the sprawling city in the sprawling city and they would fight eachother. Before Dagon had calmed down, they would occasionally find eachother. Dagon would his and call the original, core personality names. “I did the best for us.”
“But if we die out there? What then?” Dimitri would ask him, shoulders rolling and baring teeth. Dimitri showing guts for once in his life. This was of course, before he had taken up strict pacifism. And Delta convincing him Dagon was the one battle she couldn’t fight for him. “I don’t want to starve to death, and I don’t want you killing us!”
Dagon leaping at Dimitri and the two boys biting down on eachother, claws out and biting on their arms with little teeth and scratching with smaller claws. Calling eachother names and Dagon holding him down, calling him “Bitch, Motherfucker,” and the likes.
“I fucking hate you.” And Dagon thought he would for a long time… but perhaps in some way, the alcohol kept him from hating him as much.
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
There's a shadow hanging over me
———— @Owlie & Elysium & info