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She has taken him by the hand, and led him out towards the lakeshore, quiet and unobtrusively slipping away from the festivities.

She lets go of his hand when they get a few hundred yards away from the door. She didn't have to hold on quite that long...

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[mnt_raph]

*All things end in silence. This is no different. He stands there ashamed, dumb, and immobile. All preformed confidence having left him at the door.*

[locks_it_up]

She turns her face away from him, hugging herself.

One ringlet of hair rests between her exposed shoulderblades.

There's a sigh. Her breath does not steam in the cold air.

Then, finally, she speaks, voice low.

"One night. You couldn't have restrained yourself for one night. You couldn't have remembered that I loved you for one night?"

[mnt_raph]

*It was an itch that needed scratching. An impulse. Reflex. These thoughts make him sick. The ideas portrayed in his memories make him ill. There's no reason for them, not logical anyway. It just happened...and he couldn't control it....Wrong. Something is oh so very wrong.

He doesn't answer. Anyone else would have thought he'd fled, it's so quiet.*

[locks_it_up]

And now she turns.

Love and pain and fear and rage and above all things, betrayal.

And love. And love.

She almost reaches out.

[mnt_raph]

*Eyes downcast, he stands before her a very confused twenty one year old boy. If he could will himself smaller, he would.*

tha...thank you for the suit.

[locks_it_up]

"You're welcome."

She turns her face away again.

"I... talked to Desire."

[mnt_raph]

that's nice

*Raph envisions much laughter at his expense.*

[locks_it_up]

"I almost hit it. I was so angry..."

A short burst of laughter. It's... almost bitter.

"Hit the wall instead. Wonder where I picked that up from."

Another pause.

"I saw how far it went."

[mnt_raph]

*He doesn't even remember how far it went. He pales and and it looks like he could be sick again.*

[locks_it_up]

"It didn't go as far as you fear."

Still...

She bites her lip before it seeps out of her, like poison.

"Do you have any idea what it was like, seeing someone else's mouth on yours? Seeing someone else curled up with you?"

It doesn't matter if they were male or female. Just the fact that it was someone that wasn't her.

[mnt_raph]

*He immediately thinks of Ares and Penny. The hatred that burned there. The betrayal of being replaced so quickly. How satisfying it was to feel his own jaw snap because it was a sign to him that Ares was just as uncomfortable as he was.

He's reminded of how careful he was around Death, because of her whatever with Constantine.*

yeah, i do.

[locks_it_up]

"I didn't."

Fucking mortality. Fucking interpersonal relationships.

"It hurts."

[mnt_raph]

yeah...it does. sorry. so sorry.

[locks_it_up]

"Wouldn't hurt if I didn't love you."

She could talk to Desire again. Free them both.

...but it doesn't hurt that bad. Not yet.

[mnt_raph]

's true. but i'd still be right here, even if you weren't.

[locks_it_up]

"Mortals are fucked up."

She swipes at her eyes.

[mnt_raph]

by design.

*He loosens the tie around his neck and then for lack of anything better to do with his hands, he thrusts them in his pockets.*

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She loves him. She does.

But she can still see what Desire showed her.

"Dammit, Raph..."

Her voice is close to breaking, like old floorboards about to snap.

[mnt_raph]

*If only he had a dime for every time he's heard that, but then a life shouldn't be measured in fuck ups.*

what can I do? i'll do it.

[locks_it_up]

She buries her face in her hands.

And now she sounds like something speaking up from the bottom of a well.

"Go 'way."

[mnt_raph]

*Instinctually he reaches forward to touch her, but he stops himself at the last second. This is what she wants. He knows she can easily find him ifwhen she wants to do so.

When she uncovers her eyes, he's gone.*