[Game 20] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

Maon leads the way back towards civilization—somehow making his way easily back out through the woods, and you know, there's some things you just don't ask about.

It's a little longer walk back than it was getting there—you'd ended up popping out in a slightly different location. The sun isn't quite up enough to be causing any adverse side effects, and somehow as you walk, you find any fatigue or pain or chill drifting away, leaving you feeling rejuvinated rather than exhausted. The really happy archangel might be partially to blame for that.

The cottage soon comes into sight. Siùsaidh is sitting on the porch waiting, and Tristan's car is once again parked outside.

"Tis about time ye got back," she says firmly. "Tis been three days, and I can only mind an incubus in my home fer so long. Step inside for breakfast, now, won't ye?"

[we will continue to pick at threads in the Endgame but feel free to hit up anybody anywhere in the Epilogue! thanks for the game, see you again in three years soon ♥]

Comments

[liarliarliar]

[Closes his eyes briefly, enjoying the light touch before pushing himself back up and taking one of Madison's hands again]

What do you wanna do when we get home? Go out to eat? A movie? Netflix at one of our places?

Ah, you need a whole new wardrobe too. You're too big for all your stuff now. You need a shopping montage.

[boatsights]

We're moving in together, right?

[totally abrupt]

[liarliarliar]

I. I wanted that but I didn't know you. . .

[had a dad]

So I thought maybe you wouldn't want. To. You want to? With me and my family? Is that okay?

[boatsights]

Of course I want that. I'm not letting you out of my sight.

[liarliarliar]

What. Think I'll get in trouble if you leave me alone?

[boatsights]

Being with you makes me happy, and I don't want that to stop.

[liarliarliar]

That's so sappy!

[seems pleased with that though]

[boatsights]

Um, do you actually not like me saying sappy things or is that sort of a defense mechanism for you?

[liarliarliar]

I don't mind it.

Ah, is it a defense mechanism...

[boatsights]

I don't know. You always try to brush it off like the embarrassment is too much.

[liarliarliar]

I'm overwhelmed.

[boatsights]

[. . . draws in a breath]

Ah. Yes.

[liarliarliar]

It is sappy. And embarrassing. And all dokidoki.

[taps a fist over his heart as he dokidokis]

Not bad. Just a lot of. You're making me feel so.

[can't think of a word so he just pecks Madison's cheek]

[boatsights]

. . .

[that gets him a shy, bright smile]

Um. I guess we'd barely even kissed before we were separated. We're, um, going back at this really strong.

But I just feel—feel so—

[liarliarliar]

Fit to burst with feelings.

[boatsights]

Years worth of them.

[liarliarliar]

We'll calm down after the honeymoon is over so to speak.

Maybe.

[boatsights]

Haha. Think so?

[liarliarliar]

No idea.

[boatsights]

I'm . . . [he takes a breath]

I'm super nervous. About feeling this much and being able to act on it. And, um, because I do feel . . . different. Do I seem really different?

[liarliarliar]

[...tugging Madison up, nodding towards the couch]

Come sit with me there and I'll tell you.

[boatsights]

[immediately looks a little nervously again, but stands, and follows, trusting]

[liarliarliar]

How to not sound stupid when saying this... Be patient with me, okay?

[once they're sat down he cuddles up to Madison's side]

You're still you. But it's a you who believes their life is their own.

Before you weren't sure it belonged to you or if you could keep anything. So you didn't want to fill it.

That's. What I think. I've seen someone go from a normal person to someone who thought they needed to die for the sake of others before. And all the things they loved started to fall away when that happened. But that was the same person all the way through.

So you're....different. But it's just because you feel different. The world isn't as impossible now. And the you that you are now is... I like it. The Madison who has made it through everything and came out stronger and wanting everything.

[boatsights]

[draws in a breath, as if to say something to that, but just ends up making a warbly sort of sobbing sound instead]

[liarliarliar]

Are you going to cry....? Geez.

[reaches up and pets his hair]

That wasn't even well said.