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Moon Knight ([info]_not_broken) wrote in [info]dunwichgame,
@ 2024-04-01 10:27:00

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Entry tags:!log/thread/narrative, marvel (tv/film): layla el-faouly, marvel (tv/film): marc spector

TW: Dissociation, Khonshu being a dick

Layla El-Faouly & Marc Spector
TBD • April 1st • Marc's room
Marc gradually becomes aware again


Time had passed since he'd last been fronting. He knew that much. He just... had no fricking idea how much time that actually was. But it didn't matter just then.

**

The next thing he knew was that everything hurt. He didn't like that. Nobody did. Still didn't matter.

**

Was Layla making coffee? He knew that smell. He liked that smell. Was he hungry?

**

Marc gradually opened his eyes... no, eye. What the frick? He slowly brought a hand up to check why his right eye was refusing to open, but didn't get very far, because it hurt as well. And everything was too bright. And his leg ached like it hadn't done for literal decades.

"...wha?" he managed, although his voice was more of a croak after being unused for a while.

Could he drag the covers over his head until everything was dialed down a couple dozen notches?

No. No, he couldn't.

He settled for groaning, and turning his head so his face was mushed into his pillow a bit more.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-01 10:21 am UTC (link)
Layla was indeed making coffee, but she was also making eggs, toast, pancakes and vegan bacon incase Steven woke up first, frying hamburger steak in case Marc woke up first. It wasn't exactly her love language but she did like to cook when she was worried, or nervous. Why hadn't Khonshu healed him? What was there to be gained in letting him stay wounded?

It took every ounce of all she had in her not to have a go at the beaked god. Threaten him with a box like the Deep One got. But that wouldn't get her anywhere, he was just as stubborn, if not more so, as she was.

She heard it then, the small noise. Someone was awake. She turned off the stove and took things off of the top if they were in threat of burning if she didn't.

"How can I help?" She asked from his bedside, once she found him with his face mushed into the pillow. Mostly to gage who was awake.

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-01 10:56 am UTC (link)
Layla! He slowly turned his head towards her, and peered up at her with his working eye. "hey, baby..." he murmured, "s'happened?"

Everything felt slow, like the body and his thoughts were moving through molasses, and it would likely continue like that for a few more hours at least as they worked through the tail end of this fugue state. He was used to that part. But the physical pain? That was confusing.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-02 05:59 am UTC (link)
"We fought the sea god and his minions. And won. I don't know why you haven't healed yet. But we both took a few hard hits." Obviously he was still suffering.

Carefully Layla sat down on the side of his bed. Her hand came up and gently pushed his hair back from his face. His poor face. She hadn't said anything to Khonshu, not yet. She didn't want to risk Marc feeling the Moon God's wrath. "What can I do? How can I help?"

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-02 08:27 am UTC (link)
The mention of the sea god threatened to make him fall away again, but then Layla was touching his face, so he dragged his gaze down to see her properly.

"uhm," he began, and then paused. He tried to make words a couple of times before anything actually happened. "want to... to sit up," he managed, before things went blurry and he lost a bit of time.

"...coffee?" he added, once he was back.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-02 08:55 am UTC (link)
When she lost him, when he slipped away for a few minutes, she gathered pillows closer, except for the one under his splinted leg, ready for when he came back, so she could put them behind him. She took ahold of his shoulders when he was back, and carefully helped him sit up. Sliding those collected pillows behind his shoulders and head to help support him.

Layla smiled when he requested coffee. "Alright. Are you hungry? Or do you want to wait?" She brushed his hair from his face again, gently, before she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his forehead.

She got up and moved across to the Kitchen. Pouring the coffee Black, just how he liked it. She returned to his side.

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-02 09:21 am UTC (link)
Marc tried to help with sitting up, but he was still pretty uncoordinated and very sore, and was probably more of a hindrance than a help. Then he was propped up and could see more than the ceiling, and that helped.

Layla asked a question, but the words didn't register so he just shook his head once, and watched as she went over to the kitchen. When she was back, he kept looking at her, and tried to reach for her hand. His movements were slow and hesitant, much like the rest of him, and then they stopped when he caught sight of the massive bruise on the back of his wrist that spread half-way up his forearm, and all the cuts as well.

Frowning, he tried Steven's trick of using the Suit to heal things, but it was slow to appear, and not all of it showed up. The glove for his bruised arm slowly appeared and the bandages made it up to his elbow before everything unraveled and vanished. And the bruises and cuts remained. He made a very frustrated noise, and let his arm fall into his lap which only made his leg ache more. What the frick had happened?

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-03 05:56 am UTC (link)
Layla watched as he tried calling the suit to help him. A frown etched her features when the wrappings didn't make it past his elbow before they unraveled. Had he been attacked by the Sea God? She hadn't even thought about them, Taweret, or Khonshu.

"Can you call him?" She wasn't worried. Was she? Could the gods they were attached to be injured? Could harm come to them in Dunwich? She didn't have any answers. Not even to her own feelings.

She sat beside him on the bed again. Offering to help him sip from the coffee mug she held in her hand. She worried more about Marc than she did the Khonshu.

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-03 11:07 pm UTC (link)
Marc was barely stringing two thoughts together, but he knew what Layla was asking. He managed a slow nod, and then took a small drink of coffee - made by Layla, just how he liked it, so it was the best coffee ever - before slumping back even further in the pillows.

MARC SPECTOR DOES NOT NEED TO CALL ME, LITTLE BUG Khonshu replied from behind her, I AM ALWAYS WHERE HE IS, NO MATTER HOW... UNTETHERED HIS MIND CURRENTLY IS.

Marc let his eyes close for a moment. Khonshu was a lot to begin with, but when he was feeling like this? He was already exhausted, and the god had only just shown up.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-04 06:25 am UTC (link)
She set Marc's coffee down on the bedside table. Just so she didn't spill it. Or something equally as bad. Standing up from his bedside, she turned to face the Moon god. He looked... As he normally did.

"Do you care to explain why he isn't healing?" Because he certainly didn't look like he'd been chewed on by a Sea god, or otherwise. But Layla was trying her best not to get angry. Not to raise her voice. And not to call Taweret and just let her deal with what seemed to be an issue.

Marc wouldn't have to deal with Khonshu, because she would.

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-04 09:41 pm UTC (link)
HE ISN'T HEALING BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT HIM TO HEAL FOR THE TIME BEING. Khonshu leaned over the pair of them as he spoke, watching as Marc drifted a little. No matter, this was a conversation to be had with Taweret's avatar.

JAKE LOCKLEY REFUSED TO DO HIS DUTY AS MY KNIGHT, SO WHY SHOULD I THEN HEAL THE BODY? WHICH, I WOULD REMIND YOU, BELONGS TO ME. WHY SHOULD I UPHOLD MY SIDE OF AN AGREEMENT WHEN IT HAS ALREADY BEEN BROKEN? This was obvious. She had encouraged Jake, he knew as much. Her husband's current state was in no small part down to her actions.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-05 06:44 am UTC (link)
The rage that floated over her face was clear to read to anyone that was looking at her. "Well then, I think I should find a temple and have you put back into a Ushabti, since I see this as a blatant disregard to our unspoken agreement when I freed you. You healing him is the only reason I freed you, if that part wasn't clear."

Layla glanced back at Marc, the sight of him was supposed to calm her a little, but his battered face, the bruises she knew were just barely hidden by his blanket, and his leg.. Only served to make her even more angry. "If you don't heal him right now, I'll make Ammit look like child's play." She turned to face the bird faced god, it was things like this that made her harbor absolutely no respect for him at all. "His body doesn't belong to you, no part of him belongs to you. And if you want either one of us to ever be cooperative with you again you will not pull this manipulative weak excuse of a power move again. There are people here that can, and will, heal him. Neither one of us need you. But you can't do anything without us." They may not access to the Great Pyramid of Giza, but the Sea God was just confined to a tiny box, she didn't doubt they could make one for him.

"I was a fool for being worried about you."

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-05 09:51 am UTC (link)
YOU WERE A FOOL FOR ENCOURAGING JAKE TO REFUSE ME, DISRESPECTFUL LITTLE BUG Khonshu replied, pointing at Layla as he spoke, his bandage-wrapped finger jabbing at the air as he emphasized what he was saying. AND OF COURSE HIS BODY BELONGS TO ME. IF IT WEREN'T FOR MY ACTIONS IN MY TEMPLE ALL THOSE YEARS AGO, HIS BODY WOULD BE NOTHING MORE THAN BONES IN THE DESERT. BUT HE ACCEPTED MY OFFER. HE IS MY AVATAR, MY KNIGHT, AND HE IS TO DO HIS DUTY AS AND WHEN I COMMAND IT.

Marc didn't react, other than to try and pull away from Khonshu, but he could feel Steven starting to become aware. Perhaps it was the smell of the coffee, or the sound of Layla's voice, or perhaps he somehow knew Khonshu was there and was determined to tell the god to piss off or something.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-05 10:17 am UTC (link)
"You're the fool for claiming he's yours. You're a fool for manipulating and lying to him. You're a fool for trying to leave him to rot and claim me as your avatar. And you're a fool to think you still have claim on him. I know you're supposed to free him when Ammit was taken care of." She didn't know why she did it, but she summoned her suit. "You're a fool to think I owe you any sort of respect when you torture my husband for your own gain. You're a fool to think you can lie to me and I'll swallow it like some starving pup. And you're fooling yourself if you don't think I wont have you put in that box with the Deep One, where you can rot for eternity."

Calling her disrespectful had pushed a button that couldn't be unmashed. "Now heal him, or I'll do it. And then I'll trap you here, and fling that box into the ocean where you'll never be found."

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-06 09:38 am UTC (link)
Khonshu tilted his head and listened to all that Layla said, and then looked round at where Marc lay still. The god could sense all of the alters within the body. Jake was still and silent, unaware of all that was happening; the Worm was beginning to stir, but still mostly unaware; Marc was the most awake, and even then, his grip on awareness was tenuous at best.

WHEN MARC SPECTOR WAS BROUGHT TO DUNWICH, AMMIT WAS CURRENTLY NOT TAKEN CARE OF, SO MY CLAIM ON HIM IS STILL VALID. AS SUCH, I AM STILL THE SOURCE OF THE POWERS HE USES, ESPECIALLY THE HEALING THAT HAS KEPT HIM ALIVE MULTIPLE TIMES OVER DESPITE HIS VERY REAL DEATH-WISH, he said, talking softly as he gestured at his avatar. THE BULLETS THAT RECENTLY PIERCED HIS HEART WERE NOT THE ONLY INJURIES THAT WOULD SEND HIM BACK TO THE DUAT IF THEY WERE TO REAPPEAR. IF I WERE YOU, I WOULD BE VERY WARY OF THREATENING ME, GIVEN THAT I REMEMBER EVERY INSTANCE OF HEALING I HAVE BEEN REQUIRED TO CARRY OUT ON THIS BODY.

Marc couldn't help but groan as a pain in his left hand suddenly flared into existence - the wound from the el-Mermah spear that had pierced it back at Mogart's compound was there, as fresh as if it had just happened. And then it was gone, healed completely without a scar once more.

I WILL HEAL HIM NOW, BUT DO NOT EVER THREATEN ME AGAIN. HE LASTED BARELY A DAY WITHOUT MY PROTECTION LAST TIME, HOW LONG DO YOU THINK HE WOULD LAST IF HIS INJURIES WERE TO RETURN AS WELL?

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-07 07:53 am UTC (link)
Oh, she'd drop it for now. It wouldn't come up again until she had a plan in place. And that would mean she would have to have more than one witch backing her. Layla sucked her teeth loudly. "If you keep your end of the bargain you won't have to worry about anything. But you need to remember, I'm not as easily manipulated and I'm not going to let you act like a child every time you don't get your way. I will protect MY husband. With whatever means necessary.'

Her arms crossed over her chest. "And just so you know, I didn't have to help you, but Ammit was taken care of when I was brought to Dunwich. I was the one that found out what was needed to trap her, and take care of Harrow. Me. You didn't have any wisdom to share as far as that went. You owe me. Don't forget it."

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-07 10:11 am UTC (link)
Khonshu simply tilted his head once more, then vanished. At the same time, Marc's body visibly relaxed as all the physical pain was gone. His black eye and the bruising all over his body no longer existed, and the ache from his leg was no more. It did nothing to pull any of the alters closer to being more aware - they still needed to work their way through the last of the fugue state - but the tenseness within the body had melted away.

Marc opened his eyes again after a few seconds, and blinked slowly as he realized that Layla was in her suit. And she was pissed.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-08 05:11 am UTC (link)
Her fingers flexed at her side once he vanished. Marc, Steven and Jake should be considered for sainthood for having to deal with that at every waking moment. With soft frustrated sound, just beyond a sigh, she dismissed her suit.

She ran her hands over her face to force the anger she felt away. It wasn't their fault, they didn't deserve to be faced with her wrath. Layla turned toward him, slightly surprised that his bruises were gone. His eye back to normal... and open. She forced a smile. "Hi."

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-08 09:35 am UTC (link)
Marc's lips twitched with a vague attempt at a return smile. "...khonshu," he breathed out, "piss you off?" The god was very good at that sort of thing, after all.

He reached up slowly, like he was unsure if the body would actually do whatever he needed it to, aiming to catch Layla's hand or fingers. She grounded all three of them, more than even Steven had the words to say. "s'good at that."

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-09 06:10 am UTC (link)
The smile came easier with his observation. "Yeah, he's kind of insufferable." She did make the reach a little easier by meeting him halfway. Threading her fingers with his as she stepped closer to his bed side. "Did he at least make you feel better before he left?"

She could tell the bruises were gone, that his eye wasn't swollen anymore. That the wound from Mogart's was gone. But what about his leg? She didn't know if she could trust Khonshu to do all he was supposed to. "I'm afraid the drama queen might have allowed your coffee to grow cold." Had it been long enough? It felt like the conversation had gone on ages.

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-09 09:17 am UTC (link)
The instant Layla took hold of his hand, things started to settle. Marc even managed to rub his thumb against the side of her hand. "mmm," he replied, but it still took a moment before he continued. "better. yeah."

The mention of his coffee caused a brief frown - he had forgotten it was there while Khonshu was talking and he'd drifted in his head for a little while. "s'okay... drank worse'n cold coffee." Then he gave her hand a little tug. He wanted her close by as he came back to himself, and he knew Steven would as well.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-09 10:01 am UTC (link)
It didn't take more than the little tug to get her to move. At first it was just sitting on the edge of his bed, then she shifted to lay beside him, careful not to jostle him too much in case he was still achey. "This better?" Layla wondered if he knew she would burn the whole world just for him.

"I might see if there is anything we can do to keep him out of your room. So you can have a place of peace when you need it." Or better yet, find a house and keep him out of it entirely. It was a pity that Osiris and the others were without avatars. She could quiz them on the ability to do such things. "Does your leg hurt?"

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-10 10:18 pm UTC (link)
Once Layla was on the bed beside him, Marc moved the fastest he'd managed since waking up - it wasn't speedy by any stretch of the imagination, but he was determined to get as close to his wife as he could manage. "better," he agreed.

"leg's fine," he added, and carefully tried to put his arm round her - no bruising in sight, no pain on moving, he was just slow, "just... just need to stop drifting. soon..." he managed. "gonna eat then."

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-11 08:15 am UTC (link)
She was fine with slow. She carefully moved as close as she could to him. "Okay, there's no rush. I can cook more, or heat things up." She still wasn't pleased with Khonshu, but being close to him was helping things. A lot.

"I let that stupid Pidgeon" Layla borrowed one of Steven's many nicknames for the god, it seemed appropriate at the moment, "get under my skin. I'm sorry if you suffer because of that." She just couldn't placate the bird beaked god anymore. "And suffered because I encouraged Jake to tell him no."

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[info]_not_broken
2024-04-11 08:37 am UTC (link)
"...his special skill," Marc replied, thinking of the many many times Khonshu had nearly driven him completely batshit. But Jake had said no to Khonshu? Huh. He tried to think through how or why that would have come about, but couldn't quite get there.

"no to what?" he muttered, as his fingers curled loosely against her arm.

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[info]scarlet_scarab
2024-04-11 10:07 am UTC (link)
"Helping the people that were leaving the city. He wasn't in good shape either, and I told him that if he didn't want to do it he didn't have to. That he had a choice. Khonshu didn't like that I let him know about that he did." Her fingers spread over his chest. Gently twitching over the fabric beneath them. "He was fully taking advantage that you and Steven had checked out."

IF Layla where honest she could lay there with him and never leave. She'd happily stay right beside him for the rest of her days.

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