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Tweak says, "Yes, dear."

Landon Kirby (mopheadedhobbit) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-12-17 14:11:00

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active: hope mikaelson, inactive: landon kirby

WHO: Landon Kirby and Hope Mikaelson
WHERE: Landon’s room (8c)
WHEN: After his arrival
WARNINGS: TBD
SPOILERS? Legacies 2x8

Landon’s mind was swirling with the weirdness of arriving in an alternate dimension. He would have thought that he was ready for everything strange that could possibly happen now, but he was wrong. It seemed that the world could always find a way to get stranger. Having people he knew here helped, though. Dr. Saltzman’s presence made everything feel safe, and Lizzie, well, that was familiar too. And Hope...well, that was the best thing of all. He didn’t try to hide the fact that he was hopelessly in love with her, and even had been when he couldn’t remember she existed.

But he felt guilty about that, too. Because while he loved Hope with every bit of himself, he cared about Josie too, and he hated having to choose between them. He was also still a bit annoyed at Hope for not telling him the truth when she cane back. Annoyed, but not angry. Not anymore. He understood where she was coming from, and why she did it. She was trying to do the right thing, but that wasn’t always easy. Sometimes you found yourself in a place where you had to hurt someone. Like when he’d had to choose between Hope and Josie. But that hadn’t been her fault and he didn’t blame her for it anymore.

When he heard the knock on the door, he took a deep breath and answered it. Man, she was beautiful and it was always so good to see her.

“Hey,” he said, suddenly feeling a bit shy. “You doing okay?”

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mopheadedhobbit
2019-12-18 01:58 am UTC (link)

Landon watched her as she spoke, unable to keep from smiling at how happy and animated she was. She seemed so much...brighter then she had back home, and she deserved that so much after everything she’d been through.

“Show me all of it!” He said, and he meant it. “And let’s get some food, too - I am a teenage guy,” he grinned.

This place was definitely weird, but home was where the people you loved were. Maybe he could be happy here too.

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baculum
2019-12-18 02:40 am UTC (link)

Grabbing his hand, Hope tugged him out of the apartment. It wasn't long before they stopped in front of her father's house—now her aunt's—with a takeout bag from the po' boy place across the street. "This is the place," she told him quietly, watching him more than the house. Thank god none of the non-people lived here, she wouldn't have been able to handle that. Pushing open the door, she led him into the massive courtyard, then up the stairs to what had been her bedroom. The rooms were mostly empty, but it still felt like home.

"My Aunt Freya lives here now, back at home. But this was my room." There were blankets left there from when she'd intended to spend the night of the full moon. That hadn't happened, though. A flick from her fingers and they spread out nicely into a picnic blanket.

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mopheadedhobbit
2019-12-18 02:51 am UTC (link)

Landon knew that Hope’s family was rich, but this was the first time he’d been exposed to that first hand. When he was with Hope, he never thought about it, but it was hard not to as he looked around him. He didn’t even want to know what this place would cost. It was lovely, in an ornate, old-fashioned New Orleans kind of way.

“It’s beautiful,” he said honestly, feeling more then a little bit out of place here. They might have both grown up without parents, but in very different ways. Looking back at her, he squeezed her hand and when she spread the picnic blanket on the floor, he sat down beside it.

“It’s kind of cool. Like one of those old movies.”

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baculum
2019-12-18 03:06 am UTC (link)

Toeing out of her shoes, Hope knelt on the blanket and reached into the bag. "Of course, I've spent more of my time at the Salvatore School than anywhere else. For some reason when I think of home, it's this place I picture first." She handed him his sandwich, then took her own, sliding sideways into a seated position.

"It's one of the oldest houses in the quarter. My dad helped to found the city. My uncle owned the governor's mansion. It burnt down before I was born, but I own the deed for whatever that's worth." Probably quite a bit in land alone, but she had a vague idea that her other assets outweighed it. Money wasn't something she worried much about. She was a witch, and she lived at the school. Which, true, was partially paid for with her dad's money, but it wasn't like she owned it. "It's actually not burnt here, which was interesting."

She looked around the room, sandwich untouched. "This is where I was when they said my mom was dead."

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mopheadedhobbit
2019-12-18 06:32 am UTC (link)

Landon had picked up his sandwich and was about to take a bite when she spoke about her mother. He lowered it, untouched, and looked at her with deep concern. He knew that although she pretended to be okay with it, losing so many of the people in her life that she was close to had affected her deeply. It was one of the reasons she had pulled away from so many people, even him at first.

He reached out to her, putting his free hand gently on her leg closest to him. He didn’t say anything at first, hoping the simple fact that he was there for her would help ease the painful memories.

“Hey,” he said, finally, gently. “It sucks. A lot. But you’re not alone. You have friends here. You have me. And I’m not going anywhere. I’m stubborn and really hard to kill.” His particular ability was good for Hope, he thought. He was the one person who literally couldn’t die on her.

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baculum
2019-12-18 02:55 pm UTC (link)

It had been utterly devastating for Hope when MG had attacked Landon and left him dead in the woods. She'd been furious at the world for taking away another person she was starting to care for, and with herself for caring again when she knew what that would mean.

And then he'd caught fire.

She'd had enough dreams (okay, sometimes nightmares) about that night that it was almost hard to discern what was memory and what was made up. But the end result meant the details didn't really matter that much. Landon could leave her in a lot of ways, but dying wasn't going to be one of them. After all of the trauma, it felt like a solid enough base for her to stand on, and she'd started to heal.

Covering his hand with hers, she flashed him a smile. "It's okay. The city's full enough of good memories with her, too. And Dad. And now you."

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mopheadedhobbit
2019-12-18 05:04 pm UTC (link)

He smiled when she said things were okay, nodding and letting out a breath he'd been holding in. He worried about her - how could he help it? and he was glad to know that she was handling things okay.

"I'm glad I got to see it," he said. "And share this with you. And jeez, just be with you in this weird place. It makes this all a lot easier, you know? If I ever get kidnapped by another Jubilant Entity, I'll want you to be there then, too."

He grinned and then leaned in to kiss her again. What could he say, he just couldn't resist her. And he didn't think he was supposed to, anyway.

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baculum
2019-12-18 07:42 pm UTC (link)

Hope still had so many questions for Landon, but most of them could come later. She was worried about the world back home, but she also had spent the last four months not intending to go back there. It wasn't as relevant as this moment right here, or the feel of his lips against hers. But they still had to eat, if only to fuel more kisses later, and she pulled away after a few minutes. Her whole face was lit up with happiness as she pointed to his sandwich.

"Definitely bring me with you next time. Lizzie was the only person I knew when I got here, and she didn't remember me until we asked the Entity to bring back her memories. Josie was next and she didn't show up for two months after me." Everyone else was dumped much more recently, but she wouldn't want anyone to be someplace like this too long alone.

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