Tarot Beach Party

[lady_moon]

There are those of the tarot who know how to set up for a party.

Ruin had spent most of the afternoon building the bonfire. He has carefully made it much in the way he would have with the villagers of his mortal life when they would celebrate the harvests. Charity, Unity, and Skill had spent most of the day setting up food, both their sorts of foods and the sorts the sentients would be expecting.

Moon watched it all with rapt fascination, her eyes on the marshmallows Skill told her firmly she isn't allowed to touch yet. But they're white and fluffy looking and Moon is curious. Mons barks at her, warning Skill, and Moon is shooed off.

It's Fortune who puts out blankets, spread all over the beach area for everyone to use. Moon watches her family set up for a party, for guests... real guests who are coming simply to come instead of for answers. She watches Fortune set down a large stack of very warm looking towels, and she grins.

Swimming. Damian will like the swimming.

Her wolves run up and down the beach in excitement, and Moon knows it's time.

Disappearing back to Milliways, she sets it up so people can come and go as they need to, pleased with herself and her family.

Comments

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"You do."

She looks back at Damian.

"And because you love him, and he loves you, Asher fears."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

There is a sigh from Damian at that.

"I realise I should take my own advice and find security in what I feel, but I wish Asher would realise that I am not his competition."

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow swings her legs a little, the pale blue of her dress shifting with the movement.

"You will be shortly," she warns.

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

He'll shortly be Asher's competition for Nathaniel?

Fuck.

He enjoys being close to Nathaniel, but dammit, what they have will never be what Nathaniel has with Asher!

"I don't want to come between them. That has never been my intention."

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"Neither will it be your intention when it happens," Sorrow assures him. "But, things in your world have this way of simply happening."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

He has to give her that. Damian doesn't like to be the cause of conflict. He likes solving or dissipating conflicts. Nevertheless, he seems to end up being a catalyst for conflict, no matter what.

He wonders briefly if that is a good thing or a bad thing. Perhaps both?

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"Both."

Sorrow smiles at him, her eyes containing that for which she is named for even when amused.

"It will bring you a measure of happiness, though, so I ask you, would you sacrifice your happiness for Asher's security in his relationship?"

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian looks down, his emerald eyes trailing over where their hands are still joined. After what must be several minutes, he shakes his head and whispers, "No."

It is selfish -- he knows that -- but he can't go back to being the creature he was in Scandinavia, one without a will who served all others before himself for fear of being harmed or exiled.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"It is for Asher to come to terms with. His wounds run so deep, and he chooses to ignore them rather than allow them to heal. He has nurtured his pain, fed it like a pet, and now it threatens to poison his current happiness."

Sorrow looks over her shoulder, the wind whipping her birch-colored hair slightly.

"And he will drag Nathaniel down into it, his fear and jealousy and anger wrapping around Nathaniel as surely as love and lust."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian is silent once again, debating whether or not to speak the question that comes to mind... not because he wishes to keep it from Sorrow, but because he isn't certain whether or not he actually wants an answer.

He eventually voices it.

"Will there be something can do to help, or will efforts to bring them together only part them farther because the words or actions come from me?"

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"There is nothing you or Nathaniel can do."

She presses her lips together a moment, and then looks back at Damian.

"It has to be Asher's choice. He wishes to see you both together, thinking that will settle his jealousies."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian has a feeling that seeing them together won't settle Asher's jealousies, but he also thinks that seeing what he and Nathaniel are like with one another is better than not seeing and making assumptions instead.

He wouldn't mind spending time with Asher and Nathaniel together. In fact, tonight is quite a good time for that if both the others are willing. It doesn't have to be anything as intense as his time at Guilty Pleasures... just mingling, talking, kissing perhaps.

He isn't sure if Asher would be willing to have him around with Nathaniel there too. It's worth asking.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"It is worth asking," Sorrow agrees, squeezing Damian's hand. "It is the only way for anyone to find answers."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

"Then I will ask, and we shall see what their choices bring," Damian reasons. His smile is a bit sad as he looks up at Sorrow. "Thank you for the warning, and for bringing me up here." His gaze sweeps the ocean lit by the two, nearly-full moons. The colours might be a bit strange, but it is still a beautiful place.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"It may be beautiful, but it is not your home."

Her bright eyes watch him.

"Should you ever wish to see your home again, it can be arranged. A gift, I suppose, given to you for your friendship to Moon."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Emerald eyes move back to her instantly, and there is that elegant creasing of Damian's brow. His expression says quite clearly that he doesn't understand how that is possible. His home area in Scandinavia has long since been replaced by cities. Times have changed the landscape... and he certainly wouldn't want to place himself in his former mistress' territory again. He shivers minutely at the thought.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"It would be the home you remembered with no fear of her touching you," Sorrow promises with a soft smile. "I would never lead you back to her, Damian. That is not your fate."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

One might be surprised at Damian's reaction.

He embraces Sorrow.

Irony aside, he is so pleased by her words that he cannot form a verbal response.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow allows a peal of laughter to leave her as she returns his embrace.

"You're welcome, Damian," she says, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

The bloody streaks down Damian's cheeks have renewed themselves by the time Damian pulls back from Sorrow, and though he weeps just a little, it is joy that lights up the smile that graces his face.

"Just me? Or would I be able to bring others with me?"

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"Do you wish to bring others?"

She produces a handkerchief, offering it to him with an understanding smile.

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

It will stain... but he supposes she already knows that and offers the handkerchief anyway.

"Nathaniel," he names immediately, wiping the bloody tears from his pale face. "I would want to bring him... and Anita." So many of the names and terms in the pack are taken from Norse mythology that he wonders if Anita, Richard, or Jason would want to see the real thing. It wouldn't be nearly as exciting as he's sure they would imagine, but sharing the happiness of being in that time and place again without fear of imprisonment by his former mistress would be something special. It would be something he wants to share with those he cares about.

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow chuckles.

"Nathaniel and Anita," she repeats. "Yes. Yes, they are welcome to join you."

Re: The Castle

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian's face lights up as much as it ever has, even with the tears in his eyes that he dapples away with the handkerchief.

He knows there is not much he can say in order to thank her and express his gratitude, so he keeps it simple.

"Thank you, Lady Sorrow."

Re: The Castle

[three_of_swords]

"You're welcome, Damian," she says, smiling as the salty wind kicks up again.