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entrancelogs2017-07-14 07:15 pm
thevulnerability) wrote in entrancelogs2017-07-14 07:15 pm
[ open ] no light, no light in your bright blue eyes
Who: Chloe Decker, Lucifer Morningstar, Seth Gecko, Richie Gecko + YOU
Where: Alexandria
When: Catch All for the event.
Rating: R // warnings: violence and character death
Summary: The idylic suburban dream life is shattered. Homes will burn, pillagers will pillage, zombies will... zomb.
The Story:
Where: Alexandria
When: Catch All for the event.
Rating: R // warnings: violence and character death
Summary: The idylic suburban dream life is shattered. Homes will burn, pillagers will pillage, zombies will... zomb.
The Story:
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[Because while he was dickish about it, that's all he wants for her.
He goes quiet a moment, staring at him and those bright eyes and it sends his blood cold and boiling at the same time, but dammit he wasn't backing down.
He's faced the undead. He's believed Lucifer the entire time because he knows there's more things between Heaven and Earth. He's scared shitless, and not sure if its more because of Lucifer or what is happening for Chloe.
The true answer is yes. Yes to all of the above.]
And I've been the one making your case to her, Lucifer, so you don't have to prove to me you're the Big Bad. I know you are! I never doubted that. I just... I don't want to have to say what I'm going to have to say.
I want this to be easier for her!
[Moving away though, pacing, trying to find the words he's looking for.]
I... I can do this. I'm a Gecko Brother. I can do this.
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Now isn't the time for Lucifer to play devil and she's about to tell him as much, nearly admonishing him for what he did until he's moving closer to it and she doesn't have the heart to say anything. ]
He did make a case for you. [ She manages to look at Lucifer, her lips pulling into a smile. Little did he know that Seth had been in his court for a lot of reasons, most of them things he didn't even know about. The last thing she wanted to do was see them fight over her.
She pushes herself up in the seat, barely, her arms and legs burning with fever and fatigue. ]
You're not doing anything, Seth. I'm going to do it. [ She can't ask them to. She'll have to find the strength to do it herself, somehow. ] Lucifer, once I'm... [ She shutters a sigh. ] Once I'm gone, you shouldn't be affected by me anymore, right? So I need you to make sure Seth and Richie get through this. [ He'll be immortal again. He will be safe and so will Seth. At least she knows that much. ]
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He knows all about life and death. He knows how unfair it all it, how maddening, repulsive, horrific. He always blames his Father, considering it was all his doing, his creation, his rules.
But His rules didn't exactly apply here, did they? So who was he supposed to get angry with when there was no name or face to blame?
The answer was himself. He was angry with, first and foremost, his complete inability to fix this situation in any logical sense that didn't involve...what was about to happen, whether he liked it or not. Lucifer was not usually a realist.
Today he had to be, and he's never hated the idea more.
He swallows past the knot in his throat, steels himself, and nods solemnly.]
It won't be a problem, Detective. I can promise you that. [At least she wouldn't have to worry, right? His lips press together.] But don't ask me to leave right now. I'm not going to do that.
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Already, even as Lucifer is agreeing to whatever she's saying, saying he won't leave, he is shaking his head.]
Chloe, no. You probably still actually believe in religion and God. You have to live with what you do. Let me live with that.
[He turned midstep, coming over to where she was, close. He worried what Lucifer might do. Now and even after they helped her through this.]
Chloe, let me do this please? Let both of you blame me.
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I don't know what I believe in anymore. [ She hadn't believed in much before she met Lucifer. Now she has all of the proof she needed, sitting right next to the devil, waiting to die, and she can't muster the strength to accept what else is beyond. She doesn't even know if there is an afterlife in Wonderland, and even if there is, it might not be the same divine world that exists in her own. Chloe has no idea if she will go to Heaven or Hell, or if this decision will somehow damn her soul, or if she can live with herself if she did this.
There were only two things she does know. She doesn't want to die, and she has to. ]
Seth... [ She reaches for his hand, the first thought in her mind that she can grab his gun away. If she had been at full strength she might have stood a chance, but her shaking hand falters and she finds herself loosely gripping his hand. She can feel the metal of the gun, impossibly cold against her skin. The familiarity of a weapon in her hand is nearly ingrained into her, and while she's feared it before, it's never been like this. She doesn't want Seth to do this and she'd rather take the gun herself, do this herself.
She'd rather blame herself than risk blaming him.
And she's about to tell him as much as she tries to push the gun from his hand until she thinks of how scared she is, and then she's back in the hospital room, curled on her side with wires coming out every which way and Trixie in her arms. Chloe swears she can smell her hair, the soft scent of her baby shampoo and bubble gum bath soap and the slightest hint of chocolate cake in the air. She can almost feel her daughter breathe in her arms, rhythmic and slow as she sleeps with no understanding of how much it will hurt when her mother dies, because who can actually grasp that kind of heartbreak until your heart is already broken? Trixie was always so strong, so much stronger than Chloe ever was.
Chloe's grasp loosens and she slumps back into the chair, only then realizing how hard she is crying. She isn't scared of God or religion or Heaven or Hell. Chloe will take that when it comes. What she is scared of is losing who she is in this horrible place. As much as she hates to put that on Seth, Chloe doesn't have it in her heart to murder a little girl's mother.
Trixie might never know but Chloe will, and she has to figure out how to live with what happens next. Forgiving Seth is so much easier than forgiving herself. ]
No one is going to blame you. [ She whispers then, squeezing his hand before she pulls away. She looks at Lucifer again, wondering how she is supposed to say goodbye to him before something like this. It isn't really goodbye, but "See you later" sounds trite when your best friend is about to watch your other best friend put a bullet in your head. Chloe reaches out and takes his hand too, squeezing it gently. ] This isn't your fault, either, okay?
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To think that not long ago she was trying to hide it. They should have noticed sooner.
He crouches down beside her, feet on the floor, and puts a hand over the one holding his, squeezing back.]
You'll wake up and this nightmare will be over, do you hear me?
[That's partially a lie. Wonderland will still exist, but this place of death and decay will be gone by then. That's the way it has to be or he'll tear the world down himself, no matter what he has to become in order to do it.]
You won't be alone.
[Not for a moment. He'll be there when she comes back. He refuses to be anywhere else.]
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Seth really is coming to hate lessons learned.]
I'm okay if he blames me. Figured the devil hated me for a few years now.
[It's a cheap attempt at a joke, and he knows it.
As quietly, as softly as he can, he pulls the gun from his waistband, thumb on the safety.]
Get comfortable, and I promise this won't hurt.
[He's staying close, wanting her to feel them there. They wouldn't let her die alone.]
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While, physically, anyway. At least for her, the pain will be over quick enough. Seth and Lucifer are left with whatever comes next. ]
I hope you're a good shot. [ Terrible last words, but she wants to make Seth laugh. The finality of it all feels too forced, especially with the knowledge that she will come back from this. Chloe lets out a long breath, and it's easier to close her eyes than she thought it would be. Maybe she'll fall asleep before it even happens. She lets go of Lucifer's hand but she can still feel them both there with her, and she's suddenly thankful they didn't let her do this on her own.
She's not exactly ready to die, but she's come to peace with it, for the time being. ]
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He pulls her arm in, cradling it against his chest, with his side against the frame of the chair while he sits on the floor. His head tilts away, unable to watch, instead flicking his eyes up at Seth briefly and then down at the floor.
He shuts his eyes. He waits for the noise.]
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[Trying to put humor into his tones that isn't there. Even as his thumb brushes off the safety. He's been prepared this entire time to kill any zombie that came near them, but he never thought he would have to do this.
Meeting Lucifer's gaze, giving the man a nod before he brings the muzzle up. Not looking away, not risking the movement of his gaze will move the muzzle. No chance that he won't finish her quickly and humanely. That he won't ever forget the image of the moment that Chloe died by his hand.
He pulled the trigger.]