Will Scarlet is a thief (removedhisheart) wrote in the100, @ 2015-11-02 10:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, anastasia tremaine / red queen, will scarlet / knave of hearts |
Who: Anastasia Tremaine and Will Scarlett
When: Haloween
Where: At the Halloween Festival
What: Talking
Rating: Low, mostly swearing
Status: Complete when Posted
It was a strange night, this Hallow’een. Especially given the entire lack of anything Ana felt when Will was around. It bothered her more than she ever wanted to admit that he was so...broken inside. And it bothered her that she was still trying everything she knew she shouldn't to bring him back to her. So it was that when she had asked him to meet her on this particular evening during the festivities she stayed a little ways away from the door. She didn’t want to make this about his...what did they call it, trouble. Such a silly little word for such a big problem. Maybe finding his heart. Maybe the Dark One himself, whatever she needed to do, she’d do. Just to have him back again. Oh she knew it was her fault. She knew that better than Will probably thought. Money and a crown and she’d lost everything. Ana waited, watching people coming and going, dressed as usual in something red. Though not the finery she was used to, even her conjuration was acting up. And it was best to keep it for when she needed it. Besides it was probably best to be less the Red Queen and more Anastasia when she talked to her true love. ~~~ It had taken Will a while to realise what had been going on around him. That, people when near him were acting, different. And then, Ana had pointed it out to him. That she couldn’t even feel irritated near him. And, it bothered him. Bothered him that people weren’t having the choice he had in it. But, at least for them it was temporary. Even if it did mean some people were beginning to give him a wide berth. But, that was why Ana asking him to meet her, actually did mean something to him. However little he actually felt the emotions. He knew there was still a part of him that loved her, in his heart, anyway. Which was partly why he didn’t want it back. He didn’t want to love her. Even with everything she seemed to be doing here to try and win him back. She’d hurt him too badly. Still, he went to meet her. Finding her easily enough. “I preferred you in something other than red.” He grumbled. ~~~ “I could change it, but I really think you hate my magic more than you hate me in red.” she said simply. There was no affected accent, nothing he could point to as something else fake about her. This was Anastasia Tremaine. Just one with all her mistakes laid bare. And that was not easy for her to do. She’d spent years putting on a front. Years as the Red Queen. And here she was with nothing again. “Pretty sure Ella would love this. Me here, like this.” Sad thing was, her step sister would help her, even now, even after everything. Bloody hero that she was. In spite of the bitterness that still sometimes wormed its way to her heart. Not that she wanted Ella’s prince. Just her life, just her happiness. It had just taken her a while to realise she’d had it. Had it and thrown it away. “Look, thanks for coming. I know you and me...it’s...complicated. But you’re the only one I know here Will. And on nights like this, celebrations. I miss being around people. I miss you.” ~~~ Will frowned. He hated that she knew him so well sometimes. But, she was right he hated the magic more. Mostly because of who she’d learnt it from more than anything. Not that he really had any right to judge, considering who had taken his heart. But, he was impressed that the accent was gone. That she seemed to be being Ana, and not The Red Queen. “And, Robin.” He offered as an accession. “He would be smug that he was right, probably.” Will wasn’t sure what it was. How it was that he was the one that had spoken to most people. He’d made friends here. In some ways. But, maybe it was because she was still trying to be the thing she used to be. He didn’t know. And, he knew he shouldn’t care, but he knew he did. Well, sorta did. Where his heart used to be. And, he hated that. “You should be around people more, then.” He nodded. “No one knows what you did back in Wonderland but me.” He purposefully ignored the bit about missing him. Because without his heart he had no idea how to deal with that. Hell, he probably wouldn’t know even if he had had it. ~~~ Robin. Of course. Bloody insufferable noble idiot. Him and his code. “Robin never liked me. Never thought I was good enough for one of his band of brothers. Suppose you think he was right about that.” He probably was right about that as it happened but Ana refused to admit that even to herself. Her stepsister, Robin, Heroes in a world where she would never have been anything but the loser. “It was supposed to be our happy ever after. New life, new world. Found the looking glass and that was supposed to be the first step. But, no point going into that now, you don’t care. You can’t. What I did...” She hated it, who she’d become for power. But Ana had always wanted comfort, wanted what she believed mattered. How could she believe anything different growing up with her Mum and Drizella. “The people here, yeah I didn’t make such a good impression. Turned up, they told me I was working in the laundry and it reminded me of home. Reminded me of Ella and everything and I suppose it took me some time to accept that this was going to be my life. I didn’t really react well. And you know me, I’m not scared of hard work. I earn what I have. Maybe not by the best means but...” Sod it all. “I want to spend time with you. I’ll be social and meet people, but right now, can you just pretend it’s like before Wonderland. Before any of it. Just be that Will and I’ll be that Ana. For an evening. For a few minutes even. Can you pretend?” ~~~ Will let her keep talking. It wasn’t anything he didn’t know. But, it was weirdly actually good for him to hear her say it. It was things he wished he’d heard her say a long time ago. When his heart was still in reach. But, it wasn’t it. It was in bloody Storybrooke. Where he couldn’t get to it. So, he couldn’t even try to give her what he wanted. Because it wasn’t that he completely didn’t care. He weren’t dead inside. Just, feelings, emotions. They were all bloody faint. Almost out of his reach sometimes. Especially when it came to caring. “Ana…. I wouldn’t even know where to bloody start. Even if I pretended like none of it ever happened. There’s a vital bit missing of the whole being the old Will and Ana thing. It’s hard to pretend feelings when I barely remember what they’re like.” ~~~ “Yeah well lie. Or I’ll come over there and then neither of us will give a damn.” she said after a moment's frustration. She knew she was the liar of the pair and she knew all of this, it was down to her. She shouldn’t be mad at him. She wasn’t mad at him. It was the situation and nothing else. And it was cruel of her to make him out to be the cause. “Was there nothing, I mean, in Wonderland before you got your heart back. Was there no feelings at all. I mean I get close to you now and it’s like nothing bothers me, nothing makes me happy and when I look at you I don’t feel anything. Which we both know is the furthest thing from the truth. ...Would have helped me in Wonderland, not feeling. But not here. It’s different here. And I should have done better.” She sighed and stepped a little closer. Just not enough to lose her feelings. “The Dark One could help. I mean he’s being all evasive about it but that’s what he does isn’t it? I bet he knows a way to bring objects here, he could do something, he could get your heart back. That might change everything?” All the cards were on the table. No pretence. No Red Queen attitude to hide behind. Anastasia once more had nothing and no one and she hated it. ~~~ Will just looked at her for a minute. Trying to decide whether to lie, or tell the truth. “If I didn’t feel anything, do you think I’d act like I hated you so much?” He decided pointing out the bleeding obvious was the way to go. Sometimes she just didn’t think things through. “Oh, we both know that, do we? Well, I bleedin’ well don’t. Well, didn’t. You sometimes have a funny way of showin’ it, Ana.” He stepped closer to her, closing the gap. He knew she’d stop feeling in a moment, but maybe that was what he needed for her to see reason. “No. You are not making deals with the Dark One. That’s worse than making bloody deals with Cora and Jafar.” Grasping her shoulders, he just looked at her for a minute. Before backing off. Giving her enough room to not be affected by him anymore, before continuing. “We’ll find a way, but not with him.” ~~~ “Well I don’t know do I? It’s the one magic I...” She paused as she realised, as her brain caught up with Will’s words. He didn’t hate her, he pretended of course, she knew that much but it seemed he still cared. And for a little while she was content, hopeful. Until he stepped in closer and all that went away, there he was telling her not to make deals. Him, that had listened to Cora’s lies. Believed her just as much as she herself had. Him that had walked away from her offer the first time she’d tried to save him from Jafar. As her feelings left her, her entire posture changed. The accent started creeping back in. Unfeeling. Uncaring. “As I was saying before you interrupted me darling. It was the magic I couldn’t do. Pure dark magic. Cora said I was unable. My heart wasn’t in it. I could probably do it now.” When he backed off Ana cursed in a manner the Red Queen never would have. It was creative, many sylabled and aimed all at him. “It’s horrible. And I love you too much to let you near me right now cause even at my worst, even at my cruellest Will, I was never that. We’re finding a way to fix you no matter what it takes. Even if it takes Him.” ~~~ “And what’s to say having my bloody heart back will fix me? They said it’s triggered by strong emotions. If I have my heart back…. It might just get worse, Ana.” Will frowned at her. It wasn’t worth it. It definitely wasn’t worth the consequences they might face from dealing with the Dark One. Especially not after what they’d both been through before when it came to others manipulating them for their own ends. “It’s not worth the risk, Ana. Any of the risks. Any means necessary is what got us where we are.” ~~~ Fine” she said after a moment of looking altogether like she meant the exact opposite. But she wouldn’t go against what he wanted. Not on this. Not if she ever wanted him back. “No deals But that’s not to say I’m not gonna keep looking for a way to free you from this. Because yeah, I get it. It was my fault. All of this. Cause I never quite stopped being jealous of Ella and how she got it all. I had my true love, yeah. But she had her castle and her friends and her perfect life and, gods I just wanted that. And I threw away everything I really cared about to get it.” She leaned against a wall trying to clear her head. In a very different way than being near him did. “I just want it to be like it was, is that such a terrible thing? Cause right now I’d rather have no feelings than feel like this.” ~~~ “What makes you think I’ll be enough a second time around? Won’t you miss all those things again?” He looked like he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know the answer. For all his lack of a heart, he knew what it would take to break it again if he ever had it back. And, whatever it was would involve Anastasia. And, him never being enough for her. Not really. “It can’t be exactly like that anymore. But, I get it. Not wanting to feel hopeless, wanting it to stop hurting.” And, God did he know that better than so many people. And then the relief of it being taken away. Cora had looked so bloody confused after. Not used to people being grateful for her taking their heart he supposed. ~~~ “Because turns out I’m a bloody awful person and an even worse Queen, and my mother was probably right about me being more like her than I wanted to let on. And what’s more, it turns out the only time I don’t hate myself is when I’m around you. Imagine that.” She knew she was asking for a lot from him. More than she deserved if she was honest with herself. But he still meant the world to her, even when she was being horrible in Wonderland, so much of it was just so she could have him back again. “I’ll take anything at this point. Just not alone, not hated, not a mess of a Queen that did more harm than good.” Gods she just wanted to be Ana again. “I dunno if I can even begin to make it up to you Will. I don’t know if I can get your heart back, change things for you. But please just like I said, let’s pretend just for a little while, would it really be so awful?” ~~~ Will sighed. “You’re not hated, Ana.” And, once again he was wishing he could hate her. Or love her right now. Although he knew his heart would betray him if he ever got it back in his chest, and forgive her for everything she put him through. True Love supposedly did that. “Right, we’ll pretend. From a distance. Because that won’t be bloody awkward.” |