Just don't go trying to untie them all by yourself. I've been told I've got some talented hands and make for a great listener.
[ there is no jest in his words, in his tone, instead Molly's voice is thick with sincerity. he doesn't expect Lycaon to take him up on it but it's important to put the offer out there regardless. ]
I take my eyes off you both for five minutes. [ Molly jokes but his mind goes back to that road, to the flecks of snow, to Yasha and Jester and Fjord and his blood runs cold. not again, never again, not while he still lives and breathes. ] Sounds like the place gave you the world's worst head-cold.
Maybe it was like that 'cause it wasn't a real death? I've heard the Spirit Realm can get really fucky at times and it sounds like you might've gotten pulled into that gate that had opened up.
...Mm. It wouldn't be right to offer my own ear for listening if I did not accept yours in return. Very well. I cannot divulge everything, but it is not out of being cagey or obtuse. I simply do not know what to feel about them myself, let alone explain it to another person.
I suppose what I can divulge is that I broke free from a restraint that had me tied down for years. You are well aware that Hugo and I grew up together, with a mentor. That mentor took me aside and requested something of me. I was young, and I didn't understand why he would ask that of me. And when the time came to follow that order, I couldn't do it. I ran, abandoning everything I had thought important.
It took me many years to realize how cowardly that was. And now...when presented with that order again..I refused. If there is a silver lining in all of this, it was that I got the closure I desperately needed.
...
As for my 'death', I believe you are right. There was no god of death to greet us, and while I cannot say I expected much, the snacks were store-bought and sub-par.
[Is he judging Purgatory's presentation? Just a bit! The magazines were outdated too, if he's honest. At least he got the good boy chair even if he had to shoo a stinky pirate off it.]
I don't need the details, what matters is you got the closure you needed in the end. Not being able to get closure over something that hangs over your head like an execution axe is... agony. So fuck the details, they don't matter anymore.
[ he had never really gotten closure from his past, his existence, in his past life. he hadn't really wanted it and he still doesn't, doesn't want to know the reasons behind Lucien's decisions and his own creation. no reason could excuse what followed and how it bit the people Mollymauk loves in the ass.
he can't even say he wants closure from this life's past, he doesn't want to think of the people who had adopted him and what happened to them. as far as he's concerned they can rot in whatever hole they crawled away into and stay far far away from him.
but his friends? his loved ones? their closure is precious and important. ]
Oh no, they left you with sub-par snacks? That's terrible. We should complain to the Fucky Spirit Realm Purgatory Committee, the FSRPC, about this!
[Molly, talking like that even in your head is what makes people think you need closure most of all. Isn't that still running away, in a less physical sense?]
Mm.
[He does wonder how true that is.] I suppose as long as I know the nuances, that is enough for me. [He wonders if Molly would still think that if he knew those details.]
Nevertheless, I have broken free from the fetters that bound me to that metaphorical stone, and I'm finally ready to leave that part of me behind. I will not thank the fact that I had to feel death to do it, but I will take small victories.
[He chuckles, a bit embarrassed.]
Your humor is boundless, Mollymauk. I was greeted to a 'good boy' chair and snacks in the shape of a cartoon canine with a penchant for sandwiches and solving mysteries.
[Yes, he saw the Scooby Snacks. He did eat a couple.]
[ maybe he would, maybe it wouldn't change how he views Lycaon in the slightest because he can understand what it is like to be looked upon suspiciously. maybe he'd lay the blame all at Jack's feet for placing such an order at the feet of a child and for even thinking that such a thing was necessary in the first place.
but that's all a nice little mystery as Mollymauk doesn't know the details, nor does he wholly care to. ]
Sometimes we have to take those little victories─ not that I'd call you two coming back home to me is a little victory. But I'm happy for you. It has to feel good not to be shackled anymore.
[ says the man shackled still but choosing to ignore their existence. ]
Lycaon, love, you are a 'good boy' and everyone should know it. The snacks though? That's just comical, how did they taste?
[In the end, its something both Lycaon has moved past, and Molly never wanted to know in the first place. If that's the case, it's really the tree that fell in a forest that didn't make a sound.]
It's not something I would've wished upon you in the slightest, Mollymauk, but I'm glad we were able to return to you. I do feel considerably lighter, all things considered. Not that I will give that Baron any credit.
[There's such an audible sigh on the other end.]
My...'good boy' status aside, I was quite disappointed. They were just graham cracker snacks and standard gummies.
[He was expecting more for the good boy chair, ok.]
[ a chuckles comes from the other end, tired around the edges, and Mollymauk lets the last of the tension in his shoulders drain away. it only matters that they're back, they're not kidnapped or dead or sold off to become slaves in another continent. ]
Graham crackers and standard gummies? Ew. [ he can't see the face the tiefling is pulling but he can probably hear it. ] They should've at least provided you some of the good gummies, delicious ones that make the world a little fuzzy around the corners.
Mm. Agreed. I did not partake in them, but Hugo did. The graham crackers were fine, but lacked any sort of thing that sets them apart from other graham cracker snacks. I also learned some recipes I'm curious to test out. Purgatory had quite the magazine selection.
[The nonchalant way he talks about the stopping point between heaven and hell makes it sound like he had to wait for his car's oil to get changed and got stuck waiting for it.]
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[ there is no jest in his words, in his tone, instead Molly's voice is thick with sincerity. he doesn't expect Lycaon to take him up on it but it's important to put the offer out there regardless. ]
I take my eyes off you both for five minutes. [ Molly jokes but his mind goes back to that road, to the flecks of snow, to Yasha and Jester and Fjord and his blood runs cold. not again, never again, not while he still lives and breathes. ] Sounds like the place gave you the world's worst head-cold.
Maybe it was like that 'cause it wasn't a real death? I've heard the Spirit Realm can get really fucky at times and it sounds like you might've gotten pulled into that gate that had opened up.
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I suppose what I can divulge is that I broke free from a restraint that had me tied down for years. You are well aware that Hugo and I grew up together, with a mentor. That mentor took me aside and requested something of me. I was young, and I didn't understand why he would ask that of me. And when the time came to follow that order, I couldn't do it. I ran, abandoning everything I had thought important.
It took me many years to realize how cowardly that was. And now...when presented with that order again..I refused. If there is a silver lining in all of this, it was that I got the closure I desperately needed.
...
As for my 'death', I believe you are right. There was no god of death to greet us, and while I cannot say I expected much, the snacks were store-bought and sub-par.
[Is he judging Purgatory's presentation? Just a bit! The magazines were outdated too, if he's honest. At least he got the good boy chair even if he had to shoo a stinky pirate off it.]
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[ he had never really gotten closure from his past, his existence, in his past life. he hadn't really wanted it and he still doesn't, doesn't want to know the reasons behind Lucien's decisions and his own creation. no reason could excuse what followed and how it bit the people Mollymauk loves in the ass.
he can't even say he wants closure from this life's past, he doesn't want to think of the people who had adopted him and what happened to them. as far as he's concerned they can rot in whatever hole they crawled away into and stay far far away from him.
but his friends? his loved ones? their closure is precious and important. ]
Oh no, they left you with sub-par snacks? That's terrible. We should complain to the Fucky Spirit Realm Purgatory Committee, the FSRPC, about this!
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Mm.
[He does wonder how true that is.] I suppose as long as I know the nuances, that is enough for me. [He wonders if Molly would still think that if he knew those details.]
Nevertheless, I have broken free from the fetters that bound me to that metaphorical stone, and I'm finally ready to leave that part of me behind. I will not thank the fact that I had to feel death to do it, but I will take small victories.
[He chuckles, a bit embarrassed.]
Your humor is boundless, Mollymauk. I was greeted to a 'good boy' chair and snacks in the shape of a cartoon canine with a penchant for sandwiches and solving mysteries.
[Yes, he saw the Scooby Snacks. He did eat a couple.]
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but that's all a nice little mystery as Mollymauk doesn't know the details, nor does he wholly care to. ]
Sometimes we have to take those little victories─ not that I'd call you two coming back home to me is a little victory. But I'm happy for you. It has to feel good not to be shackled anymore.
[ says the man shackled still but choosing to ignore their existence. ]
Lycaon, love, you are a 'good boy' and everyone should know it. The snacks though? That's just comical, how did they taste?
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It's not something I would've wished upon you in the slightest, Mollymauk, but I'm glad we were able to return to you. I do feel considerably lighter, all things considered. Not that I will give that Baron any credit.
[There's such an audible sigh on the other end.]
My...'good boy' status aside, I was quite disappointed. They were just graham cracker snacks and standard gummies.
[He was expecting more for the good boy chair, ok.]
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Graham crackers and standard gummies? Ew. [ he can't see the face the tiefling is pulling but he can probably hear it. ] They should've at least provided you some of the good gummies, delicious ones that make the world a little fuzzy around the corners.
[ Molly makes a thoughtful noise then. ]
I need to get some gummies.
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[The nonchalant way he talks about the stopping point between heaven and hell makes it sound like he had to wait for his car's oil to get changed and got stuck waiting for it.]
There is a treat I learned I think you'll enjoy.