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They had traditions out here on Cat Island - or, well, ways to entertain the tourists that came through here week after week. Spirits had flowed freely well into the evening, and dances and costumes and all sorts of razzle dazzle had come through the diner and engulfed the docks in light.
But somewhere near the end of the evening, close to the big finale, three people wandered further and further away onto the beach. Lucifer, of course, was carrying a cooler in one hand, and his long, thin teal shirt hung loose and open around his body.
He was smiling a bit.
"I think we're almost far enough away," he said.
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But somewhere near the end of the evening, close to the big finale, three people wandered further and further away onto the beach. Lucifer, of course, was carrying a cooler in one hand, and his long, thin teal shirt hung loose and open around his body.
He was smiling a bit.
"I think we're almost far enough away," he said.
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Date: 2 Jan 2025 23:05 (UTC)But she was trying.
Also yes, her face was tear-streaked. "I don't think I do," she said, "but, there's just, you've said things. In our fights. That are hard to forget."
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Date: 2 Jan 2025 23:18 (UTC)(He'd 'said things'. Of course he said things. He always said things. Usually half of it was babble to try and fill space while he tried to find the things he actually wanted to say.)
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Date: 2 Jan 2025 23:26 (UTC)She wasn't exactly revealing anything new, considering the earlier parts of the current mess.
"How it feels."
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Date: 2 Jan 2025 23:33 (UTC)(He might have been wrong about how he asked. His own use of the word 'victim' echoed in his head.)
"You've said things to me, too," he said, rather than try to apologize for things he wasn't sure of. "Things that echo in my head." Some of which had been echoing for years, now. "Things that I get . . . defensive about."
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Date: 2 Jan 2025 23:42 (UTC)They both needed to learn how to let some of what the other person said and did go. Not take it as personally.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 00:06 (UTC)no subject
Date: 3 Jan 2025 00:09 (UTC)What if they lost all of this.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 00:43 (UTC)He couldn’t set himself up to break more promises to her.
“I’m worried about that, too,” he admitted. “I think it would be really bad. For all of us.” He shook his head a tiny bit. “But that’s why we’re going to keep trying.”
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 00:47 (UTC)She swallowed.
More tears escaped onto her cheeks.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 01:20 (UTC)“It’s okay to be afraid,” he said softly. “We just need to figure out how to be afraid and keep trying anyway,”
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 08:31 (UTC)But he said nothing. It wasn't his conversation to have, just to... help.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 13:31 (UTC)Not yet, though.
"It's just been so... hard, lately," she muttered. "Like everything's changing. Shifting."
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 14:53 (UTC)“If you ask me for something,” he said again, voice soft. “I will try to give it to you. And if I can’t, I’ll try to tell you why.”
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 15:07 (UTC)"And you... want the same?" she murmured. "The other way around?"
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 15:48 (UTC)It felt like a good place to start, to him.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 16:01 (UTC)But she nodded, faintly, against his shoulder.
"And what if we're both asking for things that... the other can't give?"
Like, say, space. To have their feelings out in the open.
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 16:07 (UTC)no subject
Date: 3 Jan 2025 16:15 (UTC)So she nodded again.
And after some hesitation, asked, "Should I tell you what I needed tonight? When I... started this."
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 16:17 (UTC)no subject
Date: 3 Jan 2025 17:04 (UTC)A breath. Still not fully steady.
"I was bringing something to you that I'd been keeping to myself for a while," she continued. "At least for me, I was saying that there is this thing that I haven't been able to do, and I felt like what I was getting back was that I should be able to. Like I couldn't even get the problem across. And I needed so badly to feel understood." Here, she turned to look to Lucifer. "Bad enough that it makes me pedantic."
Because what else had there been left for the desperation in her, except clinging to words?
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Date: 3 Jan 2025 17:35 (UTC)"I'm sorry, darling," Lucifer said. Suitably chastened.
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