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Elizabeth had found the strange stone walking home from a day of classes. She was hurrying along, knowing she was to meet Delsin that night to eat take-out dinner at his place, when she nearly tripped on one of them just laying there in the middle of the road. It was a strange enough thing that she stopped and decided to pick it up (perhaps it was owned by something? But it was quite beautiful), though she was running so late she didn't bother inspecting it.

She arrived at his place a few minutes afterwards, the odd bauble still in her hands. She put it down long enough to fix her hair before knocking on his door with her free hand, hoping she didn't look too terrible from the walk.

She knew this wasn't anything that was meant to be 'dressy', but she did want to be presentable, after all.

Date: 2015-04-14 11:05 am (UTC)
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"Oh, y'know," Delsin says with a shrug. "Apartment's clean, Spark's on his best behavior, and nobody tried to kill me today." He grins even wider and looks at her, just watching her move.

That's when he sees the bauble she's got.

"Hey, whatcha got there?" he asks.

Date: 2015-04-20 12:46 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (hold on a second)
From: [personal profile] infamousdelsin
"See what?" he asks. He leans closer to her so he can take a look at the stone, then looks up at her face. "What did we see?" He's not mocking her: he hadn't noticed anything, but if she has? He wants to check it out.

Date: 2015-04-20 10:20 pm (UTC)
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Delsin leans against her back, looking over her shoulder at the stone. "Whoa, that . . . that is not good, Liz." But he finds he can't look away. "What the hell?"

Date: 2015-04-26 01:08 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (so torn)
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Delsin sees something different, though he doesn't realize this right away. As he looks into the swirling stone over her shoulder, he sees himself, and Liz, and they're both— they're old. There's a couple sharing the room with them. They're sitting, enjoying coffee. A young boy runs into the room and climbs into Delsin's lap. He calls him Grampie.

One of those younger people is Delsin's child. He and Liz are married here. The idea thrills and terrifies him at once, and he tears his eyes away to look at Liz.

She looks worse than he does. She's shaking, he can feel it against his chest.

"Whoa, Liz, you okay?" He doesn't think marrying him, growing old with him, is that scary, is it?

Date: 2015-04-29 10:55 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (gentle)
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"What d'you mean?" he asks. "I saw both of us. We were old, and— why? What did you see?" He shifts so he can grip her shoulder, rubbing, arm framing her back. He wants to be as reassuring as he can be, because he's pretty sure that they didn't see the same thing.

Date: 2015-04-30 11:49 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (soft inside)
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Delsin doesn't even let her finish. He just pulls her close, wraps around her, and sort of palms the ball out of Liz's hands and away from them both.

"Okay," he whispers. More loudly, firmly, he says, "Okay, alright, let's think about this, okay? You saw— you saw something pretty awful. But I saw something totally different. Why would we look into the same thing and see two different things?"

Date: 2015-05-10 01:45 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (cringe)
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"Because it's not real," he says firmly. "It's some kind of trick. It's giving off a sound, or a smell, or, or, or something, and it's fucking with our heads." He leans back to cup her face, to meet her eyes. "That's all it is, okay? This thing is fucking with us."

Date: 2015-05-24 01:20 pm (UTC)
infamousdelsin: (soft inside)
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"I know," he murmurs. He sits beside her and takes both of her hands in his, rubbing her knuckles with his thumb. "We're okay. You're okay, alright?" He reaches up to rub the back of her neck. "I'm not gonna let anything bad happen to you."

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