Memories

[time5kip]

Who: Idols
Where: The Hotel or wherever their hearts will take them
When: 288 afternoon

[ Some of us have been FORBIDDEN from taking memories from too long and it's time to catch up ]

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[auguryofinnocence]

[There's something comforting about being in this together. He isn't just crying on someone else, they both need one another. No one else could truly understand how it feels as they do.]

...Now that you know it, it's not going to go away. Maybe...maybe it will be different for you. But it is always there when I close my eyes.

[selfpreservationist]

[his jaw trembles for a moment, and then he's pressing his face to vergil's neck, tears slowly trickling down]

Am not I... a fly like thee...? Hhhh...!

[auguryofinnocence]

...Or art not thou a man like me?

[He tangles fingers in Raven's hair to hold him and just take comfort in hearing his breath.]

[selfpreservationist]

[hearing those words is what finally breaks the dam of emotions, and raven shudders as he lets go and cries. it's quiet, save for hitched breaths and soft sobs, but it's cathartic in a way he desperately needs. gone is the worry of appearing weak in front of vergil--because who else but vergil would understand? he curls his fingers in the fabric of vergil's kimono like an anchor, soothed and comforted, even as his heart is still twisted in pain]

[auguryofinnocence]

[No one else could. He holds tight lets Raven go ahead and cry, it helps him not need to cry too hard himself. Though he does some, has been for a while.

Instead he goes on reciting Blake. One after the next. He'd have them well memorised anyway but Photographic Memory sure helps.]

[selfpreservationist]

[hearing those words is like a lullaby, gentle and soothing, slowly healing the wounds deep in raven's heart. eventually his crying ebbs into nothing save for the occasional sniffle. his breathing evens out. vergil's kimono is wet now, but raven doubts he minds.

everything still hurts... but it's more of a dull ache now. he takes a deep breath and lets it out, feeling exhausted.

he carefully, slowly, uncurls one hand fisted in vergil's clothes and runs his fingers lightly over a wing]

[auguryofinnocence]

[His tail curls around Raven's shoulders. His voice is soft, still weak himself. The only reason he's been speaking is feeling he should take charge for Raven.]

...Are you alright?

[selfpreservationist]

[oh... it's nice... it reminds him of when dva and noah coil their tails around him in much the same way.

his voice is rough, croaky]

... no. But... I am... myself.

[auguryofinnocence]

...It often feels as if I may not be. So hold on to that.

[selfpreservationist]

These memories... they will continue to plague us both.

[auguryofinnocence]

...Yes. I'm not sure there's any escaping them.

[selfpreservationist]

We could stop. But... that sounds too much like giving up.

[auguryofinnocence]

Stop what? Thinking?

[selfpreservationist]

Taking memories.

[auguryofinnocence]

[He scoffs.]

Not just giving up but giving in. Do you see now why I want my memories so badly? The contents don't matter, good or bad, mundane, I won't settle for having it taken from me. And stopping won't make it go away now.

[selfpreservationist]

That's... what I thought you'd say.

[kind of comforted by that. tucks his face into vergil's shoulder]

[auguryofinnocence]

Glad to be so predictable.

[He'll just...let that happen. Starting to get more selfconscious about it but not stopping it.]

[selfpreservationist]

I may have a slight advantage.