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Mary Brooding
Or a chug.
Mon Sep 3, 2018 01:26

Legilimency was not a skill that was acceptable to use often, particularly in polite company. Mary hadn't done it many times and almost exclusively in an effort to help someone else practice throwing her out. This was the first time she'd done it to someone who wanted her in their mind and the experience was terrifying. While she had never encountered Devil's Snare herself, she'd had nightmares, as most young witches or wizards do at some point, of the tendril-like vines wrapping themselves around her and suffocating her in their crushing strength. This was a bit like that.

The uncertain eagerness of Tabitha's personality wrapped around her own mind and they dove together into a memory Mary was horrified to witness. The voiceless presence of the Defense professor seemed to hold her in place as they watched and felt and relived the memory. There was no room for ending the spell as Mary's body was inaccessible, caught in a facade of confidence someplace far away, in another time. It was just their minds now and Mary suddenly understood why Legilimency and Occlumency could so easily send those involved mad.

Mary watched as a merperson disappeared beneath the black surface of a lake she'd never been to and then she opened her eyes. Standing in the middle of Tabitha's living room. Years later and miles away.

Her own memory, this one of her toothy brother smiling at her as she left for Sonora and then of receiving a letter during her sixth year that she couldn't ever do anything about. Her eyes were blurring and Tabitha's rooms seemed to waver in front of her for a moment and she realized that someone was moaning. No. Sobbing.

It was the sort of sound that makes those who hear it join in and it took Mary several moments to realize it was coming from her. She snapped her mouth shut and blinked, clearing her vision and looking at Tabitha, curled on the couch in front of her and looking very small.

Then, she leaned forward, and vomited on the floor.

She was still crying and the effort it took to stay upright was too much; she fell to her hands and knees, only narrowly missing the puddle on the ground, and cried.

Her ears were ringing and she couldn't understand the mess of thoughts that seemed so loud in her head. Why was her brother so unlucky? Why was Tabitha saved? Why should she have so much to thank the monsters of the deepest waters for when she also had so many reasons to hate the very surface they hid beneath? Why did she want to run from Tabitha as badly as she wanted to take her in her arms and never let her go?

Wiping her mouth and trying to choke back another wave of nausea and tears, she looked up at Tabitha. For a moment, she saw Parker again. Tabitha must've known she would. She knew how badly this would hurt. But she knew that Mary needed to know. She understood. She trusted Mary to be strong enough for them both, just like she was.

Suddenly everything seemed very clear and the room was very quiet as each of their crying subsided.

Mary's heart poured from her mouth when she spoke, her words breaking the silence the way thunder breaks a storm. They were desperate, pleading words, full of every memory and every moment they'd had together, and every hope for many more. They were the truest words Mary had ever spoken and she thought open-heart surgery might have felt a bit like saying them.

"I love you."

  • Delicious... fancy a taste?Tabitha Hawthorne, Mon Sep 3 01:03
    Content Warning - attempted suicide Before Mary cast the spell, Tabitha positioned herself so that she was reclining into her collection of pillows. This was not going to be a pleasant experience so... more
    • Or a chug. — Mary Brooding, Mon Sep 3 01:26
      • Or the whole bottle.Tabitha Hawthorne, Mon Sep 3 01:54
        Tabitha felt as small and as vulnerable as she had all that time ago, pain filling her chest. She wanted to disappear into the collection of her pillows, sink into the assortment of silk, satin and... more
        • Maybe just some water.Mary Brooding, Mon Sep 3 02:15
          I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. Tears... more
          • Well, I have plenty of that.Tabitha Hawthorne, Mon Sep 3 02:46
            The tension from Tabitha’s body slowly faded as she and Mary sat on the sofa together, their hands linked. She’d just been in an emotional tornado, prepared for disaster and heartbreak but found... more
            • Oh good?Mary Brooding, Mon Sep 3 21:57
              Mary was glad Tabitha knew how to dance, as she hadn't gotten much practice herself. She'd only really had the opportunity to learn when she traveled, and when she'd met men who didn't mind dancing... more
              • Everything's good when I'm with you. Tabitha Hawthorne, Mon Sep 3 22:30
                Tabitha knew that Mary was right. Absolutely and completely right. She shouldn't be dwelling on something so miserable and heartbreaking when their evening was finally moving in warm and happy... more
                • I blame you, Dear WriterMary Brooding, Tue Sep 4 02:25
                  Mary laughed as they twirled. Her smile was easy and relaxed, taking less effort than she ever remembered it requiring before. How could I not be? The question rang in her mind for a moment before... more
                  • Feel free, my lovely Reader. Tabitha Hawthorne, Tue Sep 4 10:44
                    Tabitha very nearly took back her words about being able to keep up with the woman. For a moment, Mary was above her and there was a kiss on her nose and another sweet declaration of love and... more
                    • Free Indeed!Mary Brooding, Tue Sep 4 18:49
                      Mary was in fact, not awake. Well, not awake much. She heard Tabitha's 'I love you' and she heard the gentle breathing of her partner that reminded her that her dream come true was flesh and blood... more
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