( it's not shame that has him averting his eyes; it's anger. klaus is under no miscomprehension of who and what the players are in this game; his only regret and shame is that he'd not the foresight to recognize lucifer had tools other than the obvious to use against him.
to use against them all. to make them suffer together.
it's an old hat: believing in his own invulnerability. it's a hard lesson he has learned and despite it costing his family and his life, apparently he needed another for it to stick. he sees the possible roads these insurrections will lead, and he must consider those risks. the inevitable sacrifices and if he is willing to make them. if they can be avoided; if contingencies can be made.
he's not ashamed. shame is useless. he's responsible. )
I don't want your forgiveness, ( he speaks plainly, candidly. ) I know what he meant to do, and I want him to pay for that as much as anything else. ( this is not just about her, for him. ) I won't lie to you and tell you I don't feel part of that responsibility — What I mean to say is I will not underestimate him again. ( his lips close; there's something bright and fearful in his eyes as he looks at her. something he won't and can't say. he won't underestimate how he feels about her. )
You're a fighter. That's why you made your choice. ( he knows it was her choice. he sees her fury. he believes in what she says. ) I fully expect you will be there in the end.
[she doesn't offer forgiveness because in her mind there is nothing to forgive -- they need to be smarter fighting back in the future, that they can all agree on, but she would never blame them for trying to take control of the situation, especially considering how mistreated and humiliated they all were in those cages.
she had been proud of them, honestly.]
I don't think any of us will underestimate him -- as much as he tries to act like he's a victim as much of the rest of us, he holds the power. We can't forget that.
[what goes unsaid, what someone more perspective might see in his eyes, goes over her head. maybe it's better it does.]
Of course I will be. Wouldn't miss it for the world.
[of course there are things to consider now, like waverly being here, but all the more reason to fight. her sister doesn't deserve to be here even if she does.]
( he's not blind to the fact that the undercurrent of what he says and the subtext of what he doesn't is lost on her. he looks down, but not away, his fingers tightening over hers. whether she's wont to admit it or not; to realize it or ignore it; or perhaps because the strength of her fondness is not that same, or doesn't mean as much — for now, it's best to leave it at that. smarter, for there are more important things to consider and very little room for affections not even he feels prepared to define, even in his own heart.
still, there's a piercing, unreserved calculation in his eyes when they return to hers.
because he knows: this stay is a "for now."
not because he particularly relishes the thought of coming to terms, but because it is an inevitable consequence of feeling.
just as all their plans and intentions are to overthrow the king of hell. ) Good. ( speaking of: ) Now if you have any suggestions for our next move... ( he prompts the question on a lilt, his tone light, because obviously none of them are playing at advantage after the last one. )
[wynonna cares about him more than she'd admit, but she also sees it as a potential liability. much as she might care about anyone here, her goal always has to be overthrowing lucifer and getting back home to break the curse. to ensure her daughter has a better future than she did. and she has to get waverly home. she doesn't belong here. no matter what she may feel or want, her family is always going to come first.
at least she knows klaus would understand that.
as for questions:]
Honestly? I think we should lay low for a bit, if we can help it. We're too on his radar right now.
[and none of them are really in fighting shape. sometimes the smartest move is to wait.]
Plus we can find other ways to fill our time....I seem to remember something about a shower.
( he does. he would understand that. he would honor it. were he in any other position; if he had a life to go back to... it would be his one purpose.
but he does not. what is ahead of him is merely earning his afterlife with elijah or the oblivion death might offer. he had been at peace with either.
truth be told, he agrees with her entirely. if lucifer's absence has gifted them anything, it's a much needed respite. he can think of worse activities to fill such time with. ) Do you? Perhaps you should remind me...
( he returns the kiss, but feigns uncertainty, dimpling as he peers up at her. ) Not quite... ( his palm smooths up her back. ) but getting there. Perhaps if you keep trying...
( he's still smiling as she kisses him; as he kisses her back, his arms encircling her close. not that he truly required any convincing, but she's wise to use her assets, and he's all too eagerly pressing her against him. he exhales somewhat victoriously against the deepening kiss, reaching to hold her head to his, fingers weaving into her soft, if somewhat tangled hair. he speaks only as they break for air. ) Please do give it your best shot.
[she knows he doesn't really need any convincing, but that doesn't make it not fun to pretend he does. after all, it's not like she doesn't enjoy it too, doesn't enjoy the way his arms encircle around her. she nips playfully at his lower lip.]
Well for one thing, as you can feel, my hair is a mess.
[the downside to long, wavy hair is after a night like they had last night, it is a mess of tangles and needs a good wash.]
Well I suppose it could use a brush. ( he demonstrates as much, pulling his fingers slowly through and stopping at the first evidence of obstruction: a knot.
quite frankly, he could as well. he's not had a haircut since his arrival months ago. it's getting a bit curly, particularly at the top, and it could certainly use a rinse this morning. )
( there's a moment between her impish smile, feeling the curve of her hip, and her words that he is filled with a perfectly satisfied anticipation, his heart beating ever quicker. her skin is warm, but her cunt is warmer, and he can't help the soft sigh nor the curve to his lips as he keeps her gaze.
she certainly knows the right cards to play. ) That's an excellent point... ( he traces the folds of her sex. ) I suppose we should clean it up.
[she has noticed what a fan of her cunt he is, she figured she might as well go big or go home. besides it sends a pleasant shiver down her spine as his fingers trace his sex.]
[it's also way down the list of her priorities. like if she were a more modest woman she might suggest throwing on something -- but she's not and it's still earlyish, she thinks, so whatever.
she grabs his hand and begins leading him off to her bedroom where they can make good use of that private shower of hers.]
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to use against them all. to make them suffer together.
it's an old hat: believing in his own invulnerability. it's a hard lesson he has learned and despite it costing his family and his life, apparently he needed another for it to stick. he sees the possible roads these insurrections will lead, and he must consider those risks. the inevitable sacrifices and if he is willing to make them. if they can be avoided; if contingencies can be made.
he's not ashamed. shame is useless. he's responsible. )
I don't want your forgiveness, ( he speaks plainly, candidly. ) I know what he meant to do, and I want him to pay for that as much as anything else. ( this is not just about her, for him. ) I won't lie to you and tell you I don't feel part of that responsibility — What I mean to say is I will not underestimate him again. ( his lips close; there's something bright and fearful in his eyes as he looks at her. something he won't and can't say. he won't underestimate how he feels about her. )
You're a fighter. That's why you made your choice. ( he knows it was her choice. he sees her fury. he believes in what she says. ) I fully expect you will be there in the end.
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[she doesn't offer forgiveness because in her mind there is nothing to forgive -- they need to be smarter fighting back in the future, that they can all agree on, but she would never blame them for trying to take control of the situation, especially considering how mistreated and humiliated they all were in those cages.
she had been proud of them, honestly.]
I don't think any of us will underestimate him -- as much as he tries to act like he's a victim as much of the rest of us, he holds the power. We can't forget that.
[what goes unsaid, what someone more perspective might see in his eyes, goes over her head. maybe it's better it does.]
Of course I will be. Wouldn't miss it for the world.
[of course there are things to consider now, like waverly being here, but all the more reason to fight. her sister doesn't deserve to be here even if she does.]
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still, there's a piercing, unreserved calculation in his eyes when they return to hers.
because he knows: this stay is a "for now."
not because he particularly relishes the thought of coming to terms, but because it is an inevitable consequence of feeling.
just as all their plans and intentions are to overthrow the king of hell. ) Good. ( speaking of: ) Now if you have any suggestions for our next move... ( he prompts the question on a lilt, his tone light, because obviously none of them are playing at advantage after the last one. )
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at least she knows klaus would understand that.
as for questions:]
Honestly? I think we should lay low for a bit, if we can help it. We're too on his radar right now.
[and none of them are really in fighting shape. sometimes the smartest move is to wait.]
Plus we can find other ways to fill our time....I seem to remember something about a shower.
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but he does not. what is ahead of him is merely earning his afterlife with elijah or the oblivion death might offer. he had been at peace with either.
truth be told, he agrees with her entirely. if lucifer's absence has gifted them anything, it's a much needed respite. he can think of worse activities to fill such time with. ) Do you? Perhaps you should remind me...
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That ringing any bells for you?
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Well for one thing, as you can feel, my hair is a mess.
[the downside to long, wavy hair is after a night like they had last night, it is a mess of tangles and needs a good wash.]
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quite frankly, he could as well. he's not had a haircut since his arrival months ago. it's getting a bit curly, particularly at the top, and it could certainly use a rinse this morning. )
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she grabs one of his hands, trailing it down her body until it gets to her cunt, where everything is still sticky and dried from the night before.]
Plus we did make a bit of a mess last night....
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she certainly knows the right cards to play. ) That's an excellent point... ( he traces the folds of her sex. ) I suppose we should clean it up.
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I thought that would convince you.
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he's uncertain what time it is or if they'll run into any suitemates, but that's well-down the list of his current preoccupations. )
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she grabs his hand and begins leading him off to her bedroom where they can make good use of that private shower of hers.]