( CLOSED ) MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME.

[manipulative]

Who: Katherine and Stefan | Wanda and Amos.
What: October stuff.
When: Spookytober.
Where: Around Deer Country.

Content Warnings: Dead people.

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[explosion]

In the garage.

[ the corners of her lips twitch up in amusement at that. she has a perfect garage that's empty and waiting to be filled with this car. she watches him for a moment before she flicks a finger and the door closest to amos pops open. ]

Sit.

[rocinantes]

You're gonna drive it?

( does this thing even work? does he want to sit in a car that's just come from somewhere else?

what choice does he have? he gives her a look before he slides inside. )

[explosion]

Why not?

[ she slides into the driver's seat and closes the door. the car isn't quite done yet, but given that they'd gotten the engine at least purring the last time, she thinks it's about time that she takes it for a test drive. ]

Isn't that what you do with a car? Drive it?

[rocinantes]

Yeah, that's what you do but are you sure it works?

( considering she'd just brought the thing from some other world, he's a little uncertain. )

It's not going to blow up or anything, I hope?

[explosion]

If it does, I will protect you.

[ she turns and smiles at him over the gearstick. not very comforting, is it? but wanda knows that it won't blow. she'll control it.

the car may not be in the best shape for the road, but with the scarlet witch as the driver, she'll make it so for this little drive.

flipping the visor down, she catches the keys she'd very intelligently placed up there. slips it into the ignition and it squeaks pathetically. when wanda turns it again, it roars, although the car is lit with a thin, faint film of red.

it's very clear that wanda's giving it's jumpstart. ]

[rocinantes]

Quit saying you'll protect me like I'm some damsel.

( when the car starts up and he notices the red, he looks over at her knowingly. he knows what she's doing. )

Cheater.

[explosion]

[ she smiles over at him. she'll continue to tell him that. it's something she wants to say—she won't hurt anyone, not like she's been prophesied to—and she likes the fact that it bothers him a little. one day, she'll let him save her. ]

What? [ she observes him innocently. ] I am just turning my car on.

[rocinantes]

( amos doesn't brace himself or anything like that. he just waits for a second and watches her get the car going. )

You know how to drive, right?

( he should have asked that earlier. )

[explosion]

A synthezoid taught me.

[ so, she does know the technicalities. wanda's still learning how to get comfortable behind the wheel.

she keeps her gaze ahead on the wheel. ]

He knew everything. He was like a walking encyclopaedia.

[ although thinking and talking about vision makes something in her heart wilt, she says it all with a smile—and on purpose. she likes the idea of amos reacting to her not invoking the most confidence out of him. ]

[rocinantes]

Right. A synthezoid.

( he doesn't disbelieve her but he really does wonder what kind of life she'd lived in the past, what she'd been doing, the ins and outs of it. he's not going to ask but still. )

Must have been nice to have something like that around, right?

[explosion]

It was.

[ she shrugs. it's better to shrug, it makes her answer seem so simple, the implications of it so mundane. having vision around had been more than nice, even if it had been strange and she had wondered when he would turn around and leave her, too. ]

He knew a lot of things. He didn't know how to drive a car, but he learned from an artificial intelligence.

[ she chuckles to herself, shaking her head. ]

It sounds strange, doesn't it?

[rocinantes]

Uh, yeah.

( just a little. but he comes from a place that's pretty damn weird and he's gotten used to hearing about this shit so it doesn't affect him too much. )

Was he alive or something? Half alive?

[explosion]

Very much alive.

[ she smiles a little sadly at that. vision had been such a vibrant red—and at times a vibrant pink when in human skin—that remembering him as a muted purple is strange and devastating all at once. ]

He was like a human. Thought like a human. Sometimes acted like one, but one who didn't know much and had to learn. He just... looked different.

[rocinantes]

Huh.

( that sounded...he doesn't know what that sounds like but she seemed to like him. )

Hey, to each his own. Sounds like he was good for you and you for him or whatever. I don't know anything about that kind of stuff.