( this one's for the moms )

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + amos burton (rocinantes) + katherine pierce (manipulative + wanda maximoff (explosion)
What: event + other shenanigans
When: may
Where: all over the place

Content Warnings: possible nsfw, language, violence

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[explosion]

Do you miss them?

[ she observes him with a neutral, gentle expression.

wanda doesn't think it's a strange question to ask. they're amos' friends. amos, even if he's surly and rough on the outside has to be a little soft and mushy on the inside. wanda doesn't need telepathy to know they mean something important to him. ]

[rocinantes]

Sometimes.

( he does. some more than others, if he's honest. he misses alex, he misses holden, but he misses naomi most of all.

he takes a breath and then shrugs. )

Try to tell myself they'll all be there whenever this is over.

[explosion]

[ wanda frowns and tilts her head slightly to the side. amos' pessimism is, well... amos' pessimism. he reminds her a lot of natasha at times and pietro at others. ]

What makes you think they won't be?

[rocinantes]

That's not what I mean. I just try and tell myself that things aren't gonna be different when I get out of here.

( he shrugs. )

That I'm not missing anything.

[explosion]

I don't think I missed out on much. [ she lifts a shoulder. ] I went home once when we were in Deerington.

[ wanda furrows her brows as she recalls how she had seemed to... pick up where she left off. but perhaps that won't be the same here. the trench is different. deerington had apparently been a very realistic dream. ]

Maybe it will be the same for you.

[rocinantes]

We'll see

( amos rubs a hand against the back of his neck and shrugs. )

It's not something that I think about a lot. It's pointless while I'm here.

[explosion]

Maybe it is.

[ maybe it isn't. she takes a sip from her glass and hopes that it isn't as pointless as he thinks it to be. she wants her kids to be with her again. perhaps she can do something about that in the trench.

keeping the glass raised to her lips, she peers down at the rim. ] Thanks for coming by and... [ how does one describe it? ] helping me.

[rocinantes]

Yeah, you know.

( amos shrugs, a little taken aback by her gratitude. he doesn't know how to handle someone being thankful for his presence. )

I'm glad I could help.

[explosion]

[ that makes them alike. wanda's not used to being comforted. she stands a little awkwardly and uses her glass of water as a way to try and combat it. ]

Did you want to sit? [ she brightens her expression, though it isn't as bright as it usually is. ] Or you can see my car. I have kept it in tip-top shape.

[ for now. ]

[rocinantes]

Have you?

( he nods because he'll believe her on that one. )

I can sit. I've got some time.

[explosion]

I have!

[ she laughs. with an easy flick of her wrist, a chair pulls out from the kitchen table. it may not be the one he was going to choose, but… she sincerely doubts amos is married to a spot at her kitchen table.

tilting her chin upward, she declares haughtily, ] I will have you know I am a very responsible car owner. [ she adds purposefully belatedly, ] Sometimes.

[rocinantes]

Sometimes?

( yeah, that doesn't bode well. amos laughs and sits down, giving his head a shake. )

For some reason, I don't know if I believe you.

[explosion]

Why not?

[ wanda presses her hands to her hips as she regards him with a tilt of her head. ]

Sometimes is good!

[ isn't it??? ]

[rocinantes]

Sometimes is fine.

( he just doesn't know if she sticks to that. )

It's your car, you know, you can do whatever you want with it.