+ 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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[twirlier]

Misty wonders why Woody did it. If she was a friend, and not there by choice, why contribute to it? If he just wanted to give her money to get out, couldn't he have done that? There's so many thoughts in Misty's head, ones that make her understand completely while Gren did what he did, but she can only focus on one thing. Getting Gren out of here, because she wished someone would have done more to get her out of her Hell. Even if it's only an event, and only a few days, that's too much in her mind. "You had a right to be upset, right? I mean, I know you have a temper, but you weren't wrong in being upset, right?"

[oneagainstall]

Gren's been wondering why Woody did it for months. Why he didn't help her out of the hole. Why he just helped keep her in it, in the very thing that got her killed. He hates Woody for what he did...but he also doesn't hate Woody. Not...completely.

"Of course I had a right to be upset, he fuckin' ruined everything."

But...but Gren doesn't have many friends, and he does everything he can to keep them safe. Loyalty means the goddamn world to Gren. He stands by it fiercely. He hates that this one time...this one time he turned on someone who mattered.

"I guess the fucker didn't have no one else after that, and I never saw him after that. I don't know where he is now."

[twirlier]

"But you don't know why he did it, do you? And you don't know if he didn't have a choice either," she points out, wanting Gren to come to the realization that maybe Woody wasn't the bad guy. He isn't a good guy either, not in doing that to Snow but not the bad guy. All she can hope is that maybe she can help Gren heal somehow, and if he can heal then perhaps he can overcome this place and the guilt that comes with it.

"It wasn't your fault either, Gren. Not that he left, or that you made him leave. Or that you didn't see him after that. He hurt you, and that means you weren't a bad person for what you did," she points out, moving to press in close to him, to wrap her arms around his neck and hold him if he'll let her.

[oneagainstall]

"No...guess I fuckin' don't. I never really considered that part. I was more concerned with how badly he'd fuckin' broken Holly's heart."

When Holly didn't need that any more. When her heart had been broken damn well enough and there was nothing he could do to put it back together again. Even now, he doesn't know if he can fix all her hurt. Woody's betrayal was the final nail in the coffin.

"...Yeah...I guess," he wraps his arm around her waist pulling her in, watching it scene run again. "He's why I lost my arm, y'know. Second time around anyways. The Wolf was sniffing around for clues for the guy who murdered those girls and came to Woody. I protected him and that's how I lost my fuckin' arm. And all this time he'd been doing that."

[twirlier]

"And it's awful he did," she says. "Her heart and yours," she adds, feeling so much for Gren and Holly the more she hears about their world and what they've been through. She would even accept going back to Hell if it meant finding a way to make their lives better.

"Now see, you tell me that," she murmurs, wrapping her arms tightly around Gren. "And I'll start to regret talking you down," she murmurs, lightly running her hand over the stump where his arm had been. "Do you think you're ready to leave this though?"

She wants him somewhere else. Anywhere else. Just so that he can take time to breathe and relax, to try and let what's happened lie and not haunt him.

[oneagainstall]

He closes his eyes at her touch, thinking. Honestly, he knows there's always going to be a twinge of guilt about this...but Woody dug his own damn grave. Gren may have pushed it too far as usual- but Woody drove him to that point. No point angtsing over it. He can't take it back. He tilts his head to look at her, offering her a small smile. He leans in, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"Yeah. You know what. Let's get the fuck outta here."

[twirlier]

She squeezes him tighter, leaning in and kissing his cheek. "That's my favorite fairytale," she says with a wide smile and a wink before making herself step back. She offers him her hand. "Come on then. Let's get out of here."

Even as she speaks, she glances around. "I wish I could see the real place one day."

[oneagainstall]

"It's real fuckin' poetic, ain't it?" he offers a wry smirk. "But yeah, let's just...go."

He takes her hand with his, giving it a squeeze, starting towards the door. He smiles a little, glancing around in turn.

"Maybe one day. If we're really lucky."

[twirlier]

Misty has ever belief they will find a way. That they will figure Wonderland out and, her favorite fantasy while she's working, is they go and get those Gren wants from his world and find a place where they be themselves. She doesn't like letting herself believe otherwise.

Kissing the back of his hand, she heads out, leaving the bar behind for now.

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