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Mockingbird

Please forgive me for missing your message. I'll be right with you.

The Other Me

He isn't that sorry.

Mockingbird

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[mauks]

[ Molly shifts a little, reaching out to rest a hand on top of Hugo's. despite his dramatics there is a sincerity there that is impossible to miss, impossible to hide. it shows in his actions, in the way his expression softens as his guard lowers all but welcoming Hugo to make himself at home.

( something in his chest aches. a memory of a woman, her eyes wide with worry and hope. "Molly? Mollymauk Tealeaf." "Empty?" "No." "Love?" )

he tenses, briefly, quickly grabbing the bottle and taking another quick swing from it. not now, for the love of everything holy not now. shaking his head Mollymauk exhales, returning the swiftly draining bottle back to it's now designated place. ]

A little from column A, a little from column B. [ a short laugh, red eyes focusing on Hugo as fingers desperately grip the other's hand. an anchor, just for a minute or two, to keep him from being swept up by the wave of half remembered memories trying to drown him. ] Every day there is something new going on, someone fun to talk too... you know?

[myriadeclipse]

[ Hugo was quiet when he watched Molly. It wasn't often that he saw what he would call 'hesitation'. Molly enjoyed life and lies and all the things Hugo made his bed with. When he sees Molly's mind drift away, even if it was only for a moment, he couldn't look away.

The desperate grip of that hand is what took his attention. Hugo lifted his own hand until he could press a kiss to Molly's knuckles. It was a small gesture, but it was what he could offer in the moment. ]

I can imagine, if it's made you want to stay.

[ He wouldn't ask what came to mind, only ground him and his attention. ]

I'll have to get you to show me the places you like. I have need of a good blade-- a smaller one. Something better suited for close quarters. It's a good chance to spoil you.

[mauks]

[ the warmth of his hand, the press of lips to Molly's knuckles, are like a singular log gifted to a man who can't swim. the tiefling breathes in sharply, clouds all but vanishing from his eyes. ]

Spoil me? [ he could kiss Hugo for this, holding tight and grounding him. ] Love, you're the one who ought to be spoilt. You only just arrived and deserve the best gifts this city can give you.

[ the grip on Hugo's hand relaxes a little, the tension in his shoulders melts away. he cocks his head to the side, chains softly jingling with the movement. whatever memory it was that was trying to steal him away has passed, freeing Mollymauk from it's clutches. ]

The city has some delicious shadows hidden within it as well as some shining jewels. Whenever you want to hit the town just say the word.

[myriadeclipse]

As far as I'm concerned, The city has already given me the best it can offer.

[ His gaze hadn't left Molly, giving him that simple smile and rub of his thumb against the back of his hand. The talk of jewels hidden in the shadows makes his smile wider, imagining what a strange city like this would even have. ]

Then I say we go and do so in a few days time, hmm? A little adventure for just the two of us where we can explore. If we'd like to avoid the day, we can do it at dusk. I'm hardly a morning person, to anytime noon and after are far better in my opinion, regardless of the sun's feelings on murder that day.

[ Their hands are brought back down again in case Molly wanted it for drinking more of the absinthe. ]