[The Urge is easily snared by someone of Astarion's speed and they go down into the dirt, dragging more crimson-colored tent as they go. Growling like an animal, the Urge swirms and kicks until they realize they have just enough slack to pull the tent stake free of the ropes and then they're all grins and dark fury as they roll up onto their bound feet.]
Astarion watches, expression tight and careful. When it's this deep there is no reasoning, and he breathes out an irritated little noise as he reaches to try and grab more of the tent, to try and move to pin Tav down as much as he can. ]
[The Urge watches Astarion move but doesn't move out of the way fast enough. They go down, the Urge fighting and wriggling beneath Astarion, but making no headway. So they growl, teeth bared as they snap up in an attempt to bite Astarion.]
I'll have your eyes plucked out and wear them like pearls!
[Before The Urge can react, Astarion's boot strikes the side of his face, properly knocking him out for at least a little bit. The Urge goes limp against the dirt and fabric of Astarion's tent.]
Astarion fumbles a little with the ropes from the tent, savaging them and tiptoeing forward to tie up the Urge, to keep it under wraps, at least for now. Whether it'll be Tav who wakes up... Time will tell. ]
[Lucky for Astarion, dawn peeks over the trees and it’s Tav who opens his mismatched eyes. He blinks around before his gaze cones to rest on Astarion, desperately hoping he hasn’t hurt him in the blank space in his memory.]
[Tav releases a shuddering breath, looking down and away from Astarion. This can’t keep happening. Not while they’re already in such desperate circumstances.]
Oh.
[A pause.]
Terrible. Like I’ve possibly just tried to kill the one I love.
[Another moment.] And like I’ve been… kicked in the head?
[How does he put this without sounding like a simpering coward?] It’ll come back. Maybe not now, maybe not tonight, but it will come back. And you will likely be the one to suffer for it.
[So clearly, remaining tied up is the solution. Nevermind alll the other dangers that wait for them along the road.]
And what continues to happen. [And another heavy sigh. The light of dawn colors the tips of his boots rose and tangerine and Tav considers it must be safe for Astarion now.]
[Tav rubs his sore wrists for a moment or two, still watching Astarion. The vampire may have full confidence in their ability to handle this darkness inside him, but Tav is not, especially not after last night with so little warning.]
I wasn’t given a task this time. Last, I was told to kill Isobel or suffer consequences. There was no such thing this time. Only the darkness and the urges.
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Date: 2023-08-31 12:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-09-05 08:41 pm (UTC)Astarion watches, expression tight and careful. When it's this deep there is no reasoning, and he breathes out an irritated little noise as he reaches to try and grab more of the tent, to try and move to pin Tav down as much as he can. ]
Now, this isn't necessary.
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Date: 2023-09-05 09:57 pm (UTC)I'll have your eyes plucked out and wear them like pearls!
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Date: 2023-09-16 07:29 pm (UTC)[ He shifts, twitching his body to offer a quick, sharp kick to the Urge's head. ]
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Date: 2023-09-16 08:02 pm (UTC)[Before The Urge can react, Astarion's boot strikes the side of his face, properly knocking him out for at least a little bit. The Urge goes limp against the dirt and fabric of Astarion's tent.]
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Date: 2023-09-23 11:41 am (UTC)Astarion fumbles a little with the ropes from the tent, savaging them and tiptoeing forward to tie up the Urge, to keep it under wraps, at least for now. Whether it'll be Tav who wakes up... Time will tell. ]
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Date: 2023-09-23 11:56 am (UTC)What happened?
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Date: 2023-09-23 01:55 pm (UTC)[ Settled down beside Tav, Astarion tilts his head. ]
How are you feeling?
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Date: 2023-09-23 01:59 pm (UTC)Oh.
[A pause.]
Terrible. Like I’ve possibly just tried to kill the one I love.
[Another moment.] And like I’ve been… kicked in the head?
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Date: 2023-09-23 02:47 pm (UTC)[ Moving over, he starts to touch the rope of the tent, to undo it. ]
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Date: 2023-09-23 02:55 pm (UTC)I’m sorry, I—-
[When Astarion touches the rope, Tav shakes his head.] Not yet. Not until I’m sure it’s gone.
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Date: 2023-09-23 02:57 pm (UTC)[ Shaking his head, Astarion relents, sitting down opposite him. ]
You don't have to apologise.
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Date: 2023-09-23 03:03 pm (UTC)[So clearly, remaining tied up is the solution. Nevermind alll the other dangers that wait for them along the road.]
I will always apologize for hurting you.
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Date: 2023-09-23 03:20 pm (UTC)[ Shaking his head, Astarion frowns. ]
We've discussed this before, haven't we? This isn't you. You have no apologies to make for the behaviour of the thing inside of you.
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Date: 2023-09-23 03:35 pm (UTC)There was so little warning this time. What if it happened while…
[While they were being intimate is what he doesn’t say, finally raising his pair of mismatched eyes to his love again.]
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Date: 2023-09-23 03:55 pm (UTC)[ He is unmoving, his expression tight. ]
I don't intend to let any of this stop just because of that thing.
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Date: 2023-09-23 04:00 pm (UTC)Not quite sure I deserve you.
[Just the barest hints of a shit-eating grin.]
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Date: 2023-09-24 10:48 am (UTC)[ Moving closer, he leans in to kiss the corner of his mouth gently. ]
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Date: 2023-09-24 01:16 pm (UTC)He smiles just a touch and nods.]
And to think you tried to slice my throat open when we first met.
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Date: 2023-09-24 06:32 pm (UTC)[ He leans back, glancing around the camp - still quiet enough. ]
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Date: 2023-09-24 06:40 pm (UTC)It should be safe to untie me now.
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Date: 2023-09-24 06:57 pm (UTC)[ Astarion reaches around, undoing the rope bindings with a soft hum. ]
There we are.
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Date: 2023-09-24 07:25 pm (UTC)I wasn’t given a task this time. Last, I was told to kill Isobel or suffer consequences. There was no such thing this time. Only the darkness and the urges.
[A sigh.] It’s getting worse.