Megan Grey
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Ep 220 Script
🕑 Added 2023-11-23 08:31:30 +0000 UTC220
scra wakes up to soft, dim light and warmth. realises ky’s wing is stretched over him in the bed. sleepily reaches up to touch the feathers, freezes and remembers what he did last night. is mortified.
S: (last night i was so - and I touched - Icarus what was i thinking?? i wasnt thinking, that was the whole problem, i was just acting -)
K: mmph. (scra freezes. ky turns face to face him) you managed to survive, then. hows the head?
S: (winces) i feel like my brains gonna explode.
K: im not surprised. (gets up) nothing a bit of breakfast wont solve. go back to sleep, im gonna go take a bath.
S: (watches him go. hes mad about what i did. he barely looked at me. crap, how do i even -. No. we’re not doing this miscommunication thing again-)
scra goes and sits outside the bathroom curtain on ground.
S:...how’re the wings?
K: (undressing, is surprised to hear him) they’re…still a bit sore. sleeping in the bed probably helped, honestly.
S: ha, i guess im thankful drunk me dragged you in there, then. I’m…sorry for how i acted last night. i was way too forward, and I’d totally get if it made you uncomfortable. i wanted to say that, because i dont want us to mis-communicate anymore -
K: (in water) it didn’t make me uncomfortable. if anything, it - no, i wasnt uncomfortable. i was mostly just…surprised you’d still want to touch me at all, really. after everything I -
scra shoved curtain aside and marches to steps of bath to sit with back to ky, not looking at him the whole time. ky is shocked.
S: we’re passed all that, it’s done. I’ve told you i still want to be friends. properly. no lies. that means i still want to be around you. still want to know you. to…touch you. if thats ok, of course -
K: it’s ok.
S: i just…want to trust you like i did. and that starts with being truthful with each other if we’re gonna survive all this.
K: i agree. and don’t worry, once we leave here we wont have to pretend to be married anymore, either. so we can start from scratch. I don’t want anything fake between us anymore. and i…want to touch you, too.
ky dunks his head to clear soap and stands up, grabbing a towel before scra can see anything and walks out. scra in shock.
K: (over shoulder before closing curtain) I’ll pick you out something else to wear, since i finally know more about this fashion than you do.
S: (stops zoning out) go easy on the bling, this time.
K: (smirks) no promises.
S: (flabbergasted) (since when does Ky SMIRK??)
reebro1 finds ree sleeping outside.
RB1: (to ree) was it worth it? abandoning your family for her? doesn’t look like it, from where im standing. you two barely even talk. trouble in paradise?
ree: you were always a nosy asshole, Philo.
philo: i just like to know what’s going on, is all. what alliances people have, or don’t have -
ree: …a lot has happened, we’re just going through a rough patch. mother and father have them all the time.
P: i’m aware, the whole castle is aware of those.
R: is there a reason you came to find me or are you just being a dick?
P: *shrugs* i saw you out here from my window. but also mother wishes to speak with you.
R: this visit just keeps getting better.
P: she’s in the yellow tea room. you might want to bathe first. i know we’d all prefer if you did. (walks away)
R: asshole.
ree knocks on door in new clothes.
RM: yes?
R: philo said you wish to speak with me.
RM: yes. thank you for joining me, reenara. i know you’re very preoccupied with all of your new acquaintances and importance.
R: if you’re already taking that tone mother then im leaving -
RM: stay. i have something to discuss with you.
R: (reluctantly sits.)
RM: i know when you left we were not…on the best of footing.
R: putting it mildly.
RM: we had opposing views of how we each saw your life panning out, i agree. that is why i am so glad after your little escapade that you’ve finally seen sense and returned to where you belong, to continue your duty to your family and ancestry.
R: i - what -
RM: (holds up hand) i know getting back into this life will take some getting used to, and it will take some compromise on both our ends. as such, we will be willing to make room for your - wife - of course, and even give her some duties to keep herself entertained should she wish -
R: mother, I’m leaving with the rest of them to go to the Capitol. to attend a trial for travelling to a hostile island that it’s illegal to step foot on. and even if i wasnt legally required to go, i still wouldnt be staying here in this fortress, cut off from the rest of the world. no amount of bribery or promises will sway my decision on that. (stands to go)
RM: (stands, dropping teacup) then i shall have no choice but to force you, you are a part of this family whether you want it or not -
R: i don’t want it. ive made it very clear that i dont want it. and for the last time, i am also going to make this very clear - you cannot keep me. you cannot control me. you do not own me. and i will never be the daughter you wish i was. goodbye, mother.
Comments
Chelsea Hogan
-Snorts- I know Mom is noble, but did she honestly think the Ashguard escort was for funsies? XD
Fisherman’s Fencer
Why is it that so many parents seem to want dolls in place of daughters and tin soldiers in place of sons?
