"Trees have their place. That place is out in the country. At least you can find everything you want in the city," he says, teasing. "And I've climbed far too many mountains to appreciate their majesty. Travel can narrow the mind."
"That is because your mind is already narrow," she teases in turn. "You should lie in the grass. Stare at the clouds. Smoke a cigarette as the wind blows."
"As it happens, I've done all those things. Then I was almost killed by villagers being used as puppets by killer, alien wasps while running around trying to stop a nuclear bomb from being set off. The part where I was lying in the grass was very nice in comparison."
She giggles and pulls away as the water boils, returning to the chair. "Your life is...so bizarre. You have been on mny adventures. I would like to go on one with you one day."
"Only on the best days." He pours the water into a kettle, adding the tea leaves to steep. "I would take you to Euterpe Four. The cities are made of music and the people carve grand designs with poetry. When you lie down by the river you hear it sing and if you sing back it will take you to a world you can't imagine."
"I won't let good tea go to waste!" she protests and gathers her things before she leads the way out. "He sounded worried. I hope nothing's happened to it."
"Since you say it's good tea, I suppose it's alright." He gives her a wry grin. "I'd ask what could've happened, but I don't want to jinx it. Not here."
Fitz is pretty good at avoiding bloodstains, as it's not fun to try to clean blood off and he puts on clothes he likes when Justine is coming over. Fitz is also pretty good at seeing signs of graduation. ...It doesn't require extensive detective work.
He wraps Justine in an embrace, actually lifting her in his delight.
She indulges in that kiss and puts a hand to his cheek, suddenly sad.
Suddenly heartbroken. "I know. But now you have to graduate so you can find
me and take me traveling."
"I will. I couldn't break my promise to you." Sometimes it can be hard to graduate when you haven't tortured anyone in a basement, even as it can be hard if you have.
She pouts a little, coming back down. She holds fast to him, her fingers in
his hair. "I'm sorry, my love. That I cannot bring you with me. What am I
to do without you?"
"It will be hard." It's the only downside to being such a delight!
He grows a little more serious, despite his giddy happiness over her return to life.
"I'll miss you. But I think it's worth loving someone, even if that makes it hurt when you can't see them." It's not the same as her offer to step back if he struggled over how she'd hurt him, but it's a similar track. "I know that you won't be alone. You'll make a fascinating life. It's a pretty good deal."
She sits heavily in a chair, thinks better of it, and then pulls him to the bed instead. "I want to write. And I want to paint. And I don't want to hurt anyone."
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Date: 2025-08-13 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-13 06:10 pm (UTC)Justine has fantasies. They are sometimes normal.
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Date: 2025-08-13 06:12 pm (UTC)"As it happens, I've done all those things. Then I was almost killed by villagers being used as puppets by killer, alien wasps while running around trying to stop a nuclear bomb from being set off. The part where I was lying in the grass was very nice in comparison."
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Date: 2025-08-13 09:34 pm (UTC)Her communicator alerts and she frowns, ignoring it for the moment.
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Date: 2025-08-13 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-13 10:28 pm (UTC)"I like seeing the horrors, too. I want to see everything."
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Date: 2025-08-14 02:15 am (UTC)She giggles and reaches down for her communicator, frowning at Jedao's scared voice. She responds softly, then looks up to Fitz.
"Will you bring the tea with you? Something's - well, Jedao says I have to check my room."
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Date: 2025-08-14 02:34 am (UTC)"Lets see what's happened to your room, then."
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Date: 2025-08-14 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-14 01:40 pm (UTC)When they arrive, the difference is glaring. A plate of cookies and a tub in her once small bathroom.
"Oh, that's what he meant..."
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Date: 2025-08-14 04:46 pm (UTC)He wraps Justine in an embrace, actually lifting her in his delight.
"You're free!"
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Date: 2025-08-14 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-14 06:43 pm (UTC)"You should have!"
She thinks a moment. "This wasn't like this when I left. It must have been - you did it, Fitz. You graduated me."
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Date: 2025-08-14 06:47 pm (UTC)"Now that's a gift to the whole universe. Really, I should graduate for being so helpful."
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Date: 2025-08-14 06:53 pm (UTC)She indulges in that kiss and puts a hand to his cheek, suddenly sad. Suddenly heartbroken. "I know. But now you have to graduate so you can find me and take me traveling."
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Date: 2025-08-14 07:31 pm (UTC)She pouts a little, coming back down. She holds fast to him, her fingers in his hair. "I'm sorry, my love. That I cannot bring you with me. What am I to do without you?"
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Date: 2025-08-14 07:39 pm (UTC)He grows a little more serious, despite his giddy happiness over her return to life.
"I'll miss you. But I think it's worth loving someone, even if that makes it hurt when you can't see them." It's not the same as her offer to step back if he struggled over how she'd hurt him, but it's a similar track. "I know that you won't be alone. You'll make a fascinating life. It's a pretty good deal."
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