[closed] I've always hoped that you'd end this reign

[quasistellar]

WHO: Constance Peixes and Eridan Ampora
TONE: Sad, a bit awkward, a bit 'what might have been'
RATING: PG-ish
WHEN: 14 November
WHERE: Constance's office
WHAT: this happened. and now it needs to be discussed.
STATUS: [ONGOING]



[All Constance could do was pace the floor of her office, behind her desk. Back and forth. Back and forth. 'Mum'. She supposed it was a matter of time before the distance she was intentionally putting between herself and Murdoc needed to be discussed, but she thought she had time.

And she didn't think it would come to a discussion of her personal feelings, her personal pain. She hadn't worded things well, and she knew it.

All she could do was wait, now. It was going to be a surprise when she saw who was behind the door, though...]

Comments

[allisnotlost]

I know, I know... I was just feel like I should in a way, even though I know it's not my fault and all, I just feel like it.

[Eridan shakes his head again, then his eyebrows raise at her proposal.]

You're right, plus, like I said before, no one can stop me from callin' them my sisters, absolutely no one.

Even though I really dislike that it has to be like that, but... I'm willin' to compromise, because I really want to call you Mum. I actually really do.

[quasistellar]

Don't. What he did isn't your fault, Eridan. I promise.

[She dries her eyes, even if they go misty again a moment later.]

No. No one can stop you from calling them your sisters, because they are your sisters. By blood and by how you feel about each other.

[And she opens her arms for a hug.] Come here, you.

[allisnotlost]

[He simply nods at that, since he doesn't have much fight against trying to defend his father at the moment.]

Right. [He smiles, because he knows this. He's known and felt this way about them ever since the news was brought up over the summer, and really...? They were one of the best additions to the family that he could have ever imagined.]

Oh...! Alright. [Pulling his legs down to where they touched the floor, he steps off from his chair and moves in for the hug. It was safe to say that he just really felt good getting this hug after all that.

He just really likes hugs.]

[quasistellar]

[She's going to simply hug him for a minute, trying not to think about any of the what-ifs that are floating around her head. As much as she would have liked to be there, to really play the role, be the mum, it's not going to happen. It hurts to think about.

So she doesn't, rubbing his back, making a soft shooshing sound.]

I wish things were different. But you're stronger than you think. You're going to be all right.