nothing is working with me

[lipochrome]

Who: Open, but due to the content of the prompts, please PM me before tagging if we don't already have CR
What: Winter Mournings
When: December
Where: The Locked Tomb; Trench

Content Warnings: Marked in comment headers, but expect death, child abuse, self-harm, and Nona the Ninth spoilers throughout


[ starters in the comments! ]

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cw: murder, death, blood

[lipochrome]

[ While creepy wizard asshole dad is technically true, Kiriona resents John being described like that, thank you very much. He's her dad. She gave up everything for him.

(Only him?)

Crux is fading fast. He's not going to tell Kiriona what she wants to hear this time, but that's why she'll try again. Wordlessly, she drives her sword into his chest, and once he stops twitching, she pulls it out, wiping the blood on her crisp whites. ]

Well, you seem pissed about something, and I doubt it's the murdering. Spit it out.

[foulhussy]

[ Her jaw clenches again, along with her fist. How funny. She always thought that she came across as just low-key pissed at all times. Yeah. She is pissed. ]

He doesn't deserve you. He let you goddamn drown.

[lipochrome]

Yeah. He did.

[ The weirdest thing about being Kiriona isn't the whole un-alive body thing. It's that she remembers the boat trip, and hating her father afterwards. But she also remembers waking up a month later, back in her old universe, and he was nearly everything she had.

It's hard to know what to make of it, sometimes. ]

I can't just...give him up, though. It's like giving up on killing this asshole. [ She nods at Crux's disgusting corpse. ] If I do, it'll all be for nothing. And, like, fuck that.

[foulhussy]

[ She closes her eyes, draws in a long breath through her nose. She really isn't one to talk about not letting go of the past.

But she knows it can be better than that. They both do, don't they? She doesn't know what Kiriona has gone through. But this just blows. ]

...You can. Nothing's stopping you.