OOM: Draco at the castle

[lady_moon]

They step from Milliways onto the sand outside the castle. It's very white. Snow-white. And just as fine and powdery. The ocean laps at the stone walls of the very large building in front of them, and it's unusual because the water isn't blue.

And the sky isn't, either.

Since dawn has just recently broken, the sky is tinged a cool pinkish lavender as the red-orange sun rises. It shines on an ocean the colour of jade, with white foam kissing the waves. Moon smiles at Draco.

"We're the only ones who live on this plane," she explains. "Nothing changes here unless we want it to." Moon points to the battlements of the castle. "I still don't understand why they insisted on battlements. Battlements are for battle and there's no one to battle here."

This is the home of the tarot cards.

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[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Another guilty look, and a nod.

"It's just hard to connect really." Or understand. Usually they're a minion, or someone he ends up physically attracted to. Older people were mentors.

Danny was really the one exception.

[lady_moon]

"I know," she says gently. "But, well, now you're no better off than any other purely human individual in Milliways. Like Will."

She gives him a smile at that.

"Maybe now you'll be able to connect."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He just sagged some more at that.

[lady_moon]

She looks at him.

"I care about you. I have no idea why, and it's never a wise thing for a card to care about a sentient who walks their sphere as often as you do. Emotional involvement tends to cloud things. But I care you. Even sobbing and broken, you can't depend or trust yourself to people. It's a bad thing."

Moon stands up and offers him her hand.

"Now, what's done is done, you can't change it, and the people who care about you are trying to help. Why don't you come have tea and tell Sorrow you don't wish her dead. Another lesson: your pain hurts her because she cares about you and your happiness. Miniver will behave the same way when he knows you hurt. As will Mia, I'm sure. They want to share your pain. Let them."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"But people usually let you down." Partly why the trust was a problem. Also he tended to knife people in the back metaphorically, expected the rest to be the same.

Draco sighed, and admitted, "I could use a cuppa. Or a drink. Maybe a few."

[lady_moon]

She helps him up from the ground.

"People let you down, yes. And you let people down, too. It's a fact of life."

Inside, one of the tables has been set with light fare, bottles of wine, wine glasses, and a tea service.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco sank wearily into one of the chairs with a heavy sigh. Don't expect the sulk to leave anytime soon.

[lady_moon]

Moon didn't think it would.

Not for quite a while.

She pours him a cup of reddish tea and pours a healthy dose of brandy into it before scooting the cup over to Draco.

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow slinks into the room, worrying at her lower lip, her hands behind her back.

"Do you mind if I have tea with you?" she asks quietly.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He just waved a hand vaguely at her, and took the tea. A large swallow.

"Go ahead."

[three_of_swords]

She flops into the seat beside Moon and pours herself some tea, adding both cream and sugar.

"You must still be shocked," she offers.

[lady_moon]

"Denial and shock," Moon agrees. "And he's angry."

Which, she admits, he has every right to feel.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco glowered as he drank more.

"I'm right here you know," he muttered.

[lady_moon]

"Yes, you are. But you're pouting."

Moon pours herself a glass of wine.

"It's a bad habit of ours. When Mary Anne came here, we did the same to her."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco just sighed again at that, and sank in his seat some. Finishing his cup of tea, and staring sourly at nothing.

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow tries to engage Draco a little, though she speaks with a weak voice.

"Mary Anne was human like you," she says. "We made her a card."

Conversation.

Anything to try and get rid of that sour look on Draco's face.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Good luck there.

"I know. Queen of Swords." he rolled his eyes.

[three_of_swords]

"Oh."

Well.

Sorrow falls silent, her eyes on her cup.

[lady_moon]

Moon eyes Draco, but decides that it is useless to try and talk to him.

He's upset.

So, she just keeps refilling his cup with the tea and brandy, silence prevailing in the room.