+ Guilt Runs Deep

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The Mansion
When: Feb 23-25
Rating: Please warn in top level subject lines for potential triggers/NSFW
Summary: Various residents are trapped in their own guilt, watching their guiltiest memory play on a loop.
The Story:

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[poppycock]

( it's not an easy road. what is, in the journey of self-realization, self-actualization, acceptance? he does not want to lie to her, to tell her it is simple or quick; the truth is it is neither of those things. there are pitfalls and steps back. there is no end to quelling self-loathing that has been learned. this he knows.

chloe is different. her life; it's been different. he hopes the obstacles that will be put in her path are none-so damaging as his, but there's no guarantee she will be spared more suffering, of her own devise or not. the only guarantee is that she will continue, good or bad. he knows that if she keeps to her will, she will persevere.

he's soft, merciful, as he replies. he speaks from experience. ) I've found accepting yourself; more, finding happiness with yourself, is a difficult thing. ( he's still—always—trying to find some content. security. only with his family, friends, caroline, has he found some peace. with his daughter. ) You will always have moments of doubt. You will grieve, you will anger, but you will also find moments of peace, ( he reaches out, places a hand on her shoulder ) knowing you are not alone.

[thevulnerability]

[ She's felt alone, most of her life. The only person who she ever believed truly understood her--her father--was taken from her too soon. And there's a part of her that knows, if he were here now, what he would say wouldn't be all that different from the words that Klaus is offering.

Because she isn't alone. Lucifer saw her, for all her flaws and her virtues. Klaus sees her guilt. He also sees a way out.

The touch of his hand grounds her, his voice a guiding force through the dark. Finally, she looks at him with a look that nearly borders on understanding. Perhaps it isn't until now that she's truly seen his struggle, but it is the first moment she realizes if she can forgive him, she is capable of forgiving herself, somehow. ]

I'm doing the best I can. Maybe that should be enough.

[ Not perfect. But enough. ]