Tyler Lockwood (lockwolf) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-05-23 19:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, marguerite blakeney, tyler lockwood |
Who: Marguerite and Tyler
What: Tyler needs some advice
When: Mid May (before Mother’s Day)
Where: Percy and Marguerite’s
Warnings: Low
Status: Log | Complete
Tyler had only seen Caroline once in the last few weeks. She had been less angry, but she still hadn’t forgiven him. Not that he expected to be forgiven. What he had done was, now that he looked back, really not a bright move. But he hadn’t thought she’d be this angry. She’d said they weren’t friends, and while she’d taken it back nearly right away, it had still hurt. And she hadn’t let him touch her, even as friends…
Marguerite was Caroline’s best friend, and she had given him her number for reasons like this. It took Tyler a few days to finally decide he needed to talk to her, but eventually he decided anything he could do to make him and Caroline cool again was worth doing. So he’d called her and arranged to meet, and now he was knocking at her door.
To say Marguerite was confused by Tyler’s call would be an understatement. She knew that Caroline was dealing with transitioning to being a vampire and the intense emotions that seemed to come with it after not dealing with her mother’s death because of trying to just take each day at a time. Or, that was her understanding of it all. Still, Tyler needed to talk and Marguerite was more than happy to listen.
With Newsies opening in a few weeks, she was neck deep in performance prep. But she still had time and so had given Tyler a time to meet her when she had free time. Having been making some tea (proper vocal care, thank you very much), the actress paused as she heard the knock at the door and went to open it.
“Hey, come in.”
And because it was such a normal thing to her now, Marguerite had forgotten to remove the replica of Percy’s head from the fireplace.
Tyler was glad that Marguerite had invited him in without needing to ask her. He wasn’t sure how much Caroline had told her about their dreams, but explaining why he needed an invitation would be difficult and awkward if Caroline had been keeping all the vampire business to herself.
He stepped over the threshold and into the living room, and then stopped when he saw what seemed like a human head mounted above the fireplace. It only took him a moment to realize that it wasn’t real. “Interesting choice in decorations,” he said after a moment, smirking.
All things considered, Marguerite was pretty well up on the vampire situation. Between knowing Freya and getting the warning about vervain from her - well, through Percy, what people discussed on the network and then what Caroline had told her… for someone who didn’t dream about being a vampire or that world, she still was pretty aware. Admittedly she didn’t know Tyler was one, but it was just being polite.
Following Tyler’s gaze after his comment, Marguerite shook her head some.
“Dream gift. And Percy finds it amusing.” Because of course he did. “Can I get you anything? I was just making myself some tea.”
Tyler hadn’t gotten too much in the way of dream gifts - a video and a journal from his uncle, a bracelet his dream self had bought for Caroline that he still had tucked in one of his drawers, and the doll he had accidentally decapitated at dream Caroline’s baby shower. Sometimes he was disappointed he didn’t get more cool things from his dreams like other people did, but on the other hand, he was glad he didn’t get anything like a fake head to set on his mantle. Even if it was amusing.
“I’ll have tea. Or coffee if you’ve got it,” Tyler answered. And then, because it was easiest just to cut straight to the chase, added “So, has Caroline told you much lately?”
Leave it to Percy to find the decapitated head amusing. Well, okay so it was in its own way. And a reminder of them tricking Chauvelin. Nevermind she and Armand had believed the ruse as well. Still, she was used to random things showing up - usually in the form of paper and documents, but then there were other items as well. Orange County was peculiar about that.
“Coffee I can do.” Heading back to the kitchen to start that, she paused at the question about Caroline. And it wasn’t like she knew what exactly Tyler knew nor was it her place to tell him and she gave him a critical look.
“She’s told me plenty. I do hope you’re not trying to get me to betray a friend’s confidence.”
“No, nothing like that,” Tyler assured Marguerite. “It’s just… Caroline and I have been having some problems.” A whole slew of them. They’d slept together, which Tyler thought had been a good step forward, but that had immediately been followed with Caroline refusing to talk to him because he’d compelled away the pain of her mother’s passing. “And I don’t want to, you know, make things worse by saying shit I probably should keep to myself. You know me and her share the dreams, and I’ve done with them for a while. So if she told you anything about them,” about becoming a vampire, “then it won’t be anything I don’t already know.”
Finishing up the coffee while Tyler explained, Marguerite listened and then weighed just what to say. She didn’t get the feeling that he was lying to try and get her to reveal something by saying that he knew all about Caroline’s dreams but she still didn’t feel all that comfortable just saying that yes, she knew that Caroline was a vampire. Just in case Tyler wasn’t aware of that particular thing. So...vague it would be because if he knew then he’d understand.
“She told me why she ended up unconscious and why she was completely fine and all that entails both here and the Dreams. She hasn’t mentioned anything about being upset with you, though. Mostly just that she’s been dealing with Liz’s death as if it’s new all over again. Though, it does seem there are a lot of you who share a dream world.”
“Too many of us, if you ask me,” Tyler grumbled. There were a lot of people from his dream world that he would consider friends both there and here, but more still that he hated in the dreams and barely, if at all, trusted here.
“It’s new because of me,” Tyler admitted. “I compelled her to stop hurting.”
Marguerite quirked a brow at the grumbling but let it drop. She really only had Armand and Percy who shared her Dreams. Or well… the first set of Dreams. So far Marguerite had been the only one to get four extra sets and that was annoying. Oh well. She knew if certain people showed up that she would be less than thrilled so she just shrugged it off.
Then Tyler told her what it was and all she could do was whistle lowly.
“And here I had figured it was just her trying to do the live each day one at a time to the extreme…. Okay yeah. I can see why she’s pissed off.”
Tyler grimaced. He really hadn’t thought it was so bad at the time. He’d still been trying to convince himself that it wasn’t so bad, that Caroline was only as upset as she was because of those newbie vamp emotions. But Marguerite’s words really helped reaffirm that he had fucked up. “Just how bad is it, do you think?” he asked.
Sighing, Marguerite handed Tyler his coffee and went back for her tea before heading to the living room to sit on the couch, motioning for Tyler to join her. Because well… it was hard to say.
“Honestly, I don’t know. I mean… you took away her ability to mourn in a misguided attempt to help.” Because it was clear that Tyler hadn’t meant anything malicious in his choice. But it was still the wrong thing to do, no matter the reasoning. “And there’s a part of her that obviously knows that. But you did undermine her and made a decision for her which…. If you knew how the Dreams are and what would happen, you clearly must have known that she’d find out?”
Shaking her head some, Marguerite focused back on the actual question.
“So… I would say that it’s definitely bad, but it’s not impossible to move forward with. You just need to let her set the pace on that.”
Tyler sat on the opposite side of the couch from Marguerite, and took a sip of his coffee. Perks of being a hybrid included not needing to wait for the water to cool down. “I didn’t think that far ahead,” Tyler admitted. “I knew that when someone turned, old compulsions disappeared. But, I don’t know. I guess a part of me thought that it would happen far enough down the line that by then it wouldn’t hurt as much.” At least, the part of him that had been thinking. Which, admitably, was not a lot.
“That’s what Elena said,” Tyler sighed. Which he guessed was good advice. But he wished that Caroline’s pace would hurry up.
“It still would hurt because that time grieving was still lost. It all still would have come back with the heightened emotions. So honestly? It’s probably better that it happened sooner rather than later in that regard. Still…. We don't always think things through when we’re trying to help those we care about.”
And unfortunately for Tyler, there really wasn’t all that much that could be done. It wasn’t something that a card and flowers fixed. Caroline needed to be able to trust Tyler again and work through both the pain and her anger.
“Well, at this point in time it’s really all you can do, no matter how frustrating. Just… be there for her, whatever that means. Like you said, you share a dream world and will be better able to help her with things relating to that. The anger and pain will pass but she also does need to be able to work through them.”
Tyler nodded. Marguerite was obviously right, even if Tyler had been looking for some kind of magical cure-all. He let out a sigh. Why were things always so complicated? “Well, thanks for listening,” he said after a moment.
There was a lot that seemed to be possible in Orange County, but magical cure-alls was not one of them. Some things remained simply life and all they could do was navigate through it. “Of course. I wish I could have been more help.”
“You helped all you could,” Tyler said with a wan smile. And it was true. At least he’d been able to talk about the particulars with Marguerite, instead of needing to keep the dream details to himself. “Well, unless you wanted to put in a good word for me.”
Sometimes just being able to talk things through completely could help even if it didn’t seem like much. Such as the fact it seemed Tyler finally put together how serious a situation it was, how badly he had messed up. As for putting in a good word? “I’ll see what I can do. I’m all too familiar with bad decisions being made in an attempt to help.”
Tyler managed a bit of a smile. He needed to give Caroline space he knew. He just hoped that after all the space he gave her, she’d be willing to forgive him. Well, he’d screwed up worse in the dreams, and she’d forgive him right up until his hatred for Klaus took him to New Orleans. Hopefully Caroline was as forgiving here as she was there. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”