Into the tunnels

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone who saw this.
What: A new section in the tunnels
When: The morning of the 10th onward
Where: Beneath Luceti
Summary: After revealing a new section of the tunnels, the people of Luceti have the freedom to slip in and see what secrets await them.

This is an open log for anyone who would like to thread out checking the tunnels out, observe the wall of memoirs, or just generally poke around at things.

Comments

[herotypical]

Her steps slowed. Buffy huffed one hell of a sigh.

"You were buying time. They weren't even the means to an end. They were the means to a means to the end."

[all7seas]

"Interim means." He would've let them go in the end, or that's what he always told himself.

[herotypical]

"Doesn't make it sound much better, to be honest."

night!

[all7seas]

That helpless feeling started to spread again. Helplessly trapped by past choices. Jack had never felt so in his life.

He smiled sadly. "It's not.

Come; I could walk you home. Or....you patrolling tonight, Annie?"

night!

[herotypical]

"I already am. Patrolling. If that's fine by you...?"

one more just so I remember to do this!

[all7seas]

"If you want the company, I'll oblige."

[herotypical]

"Good." With a tilt of her head, her razor-sharp attention favoured Jack; she left the particulars of their immediate navigation in his care. "I'm obliged to your obliging."

LIVE, LOVE, AND BE LOVED. Those block letters on the memoir wall stuck with her -- separated from the derisive graffiti found below them. All three of those commands were difficult for her. Living? It was the hardest thing to do. Now and then, it was a hard thing to want to do. It made much more sense to live for someone else's sake, usually. To fulfil some duty or some responsibility. To work hard to keep all her rawest emotions under lockdown. Which made the second item -- loving -- all that much more difficult.

Forgiving Jack his past in its entirety would require her to overcome both of those obstacles. To live beyond her responsibility far enough to feel fewer conflicts between who Jack once was and who she still was. To stop repressing so much of her love to allow that forgiveness any space to grow instead of simply avoiding it, as she was now.

And being loved? Well. Perhaps that was the least difficult of three difficult tasks. She craved being loved just as much as any hot-blooded (and many cold-blooded) people. And Jack had never allowed her to doubt it...

For now, there was some ground she could give. Small assurances that she wasn't anywhere near prepared to even consider giving him up. "It's not the kind of night where any of us should be alone. Too many revelations and not enough answers. And a girl had to die just so we could find all these non-answers."

[all7seas]

"Then we shall live to do right by them."

Jack Sparrow had long before gotten over the shock and pain and terror of loving Buffy Summers. Now it was just a matter of patience and care and looking out for her. That was all. Simple.

And he could -- he WOULD do right by this information, if not for his own sake, then for Kennedy's. Kennedy, after all, had married Elizabeth. Their destinies had once been entwined; he still owed this to her.

[herotypical]

"...You're so good at making things sound so easy, Jack."

And she was spending more and more days feeling more and more convinced.