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{You took my life and wrecked it
Who: Inej or Klaus + Various
When: Month of September
Where: Cadens / Solvunn + Nocwich / the Horizon
What: Various threads through the month.
Warnings: Inej: stealing; murder; descriptions of touch aversion, anxiety, depression, PTSD; heavy trust issues, paranoia; mentions of past instances of prostitution, slavery, and sexual assault. Everything will be clearly marked if-when it comes up.
Klaus: flippant references to child abuse/neglect/violence, mentioned and played out use of drugs/alcohol/other facets of addiction, mentions of death/the dead/ghosts, descriptions of depression/anxiety/panic attacks/suicidal ideation/PTSD; will clearly mark if-when it comes up.

When: Month of September
Where: Cadens / Solvunn + Nocwich / the Horizon
What: Various threads through the month.
Warnings: Inej: stealing; murder; descriptions of touch aversion, anxiety, depression, PTSD; heavy trust issues, paranoia; mentions of past instances of prostitution, slavery, and sexual assault. Everything will be clearly marked if-when it comes up.
Klaus: flippant references to child abuse/neglect/violence, mentioned and played out use of drugs/alcohol/other facets of addiction, mentions of death/the dead/ghosts, descriptions of depression/anxiety/panic attacks/suicidal ideation/PTSD; will clearly mark if-when it comes up.
but I've been resurrected
Yeah, baby, I'm the Comeback Kid


{Your lips, my lips, apocalypse » Nadine » Horizon
Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he curls an arm around Nadine's waist to tug her closer, riding the wave of the afterglow in that overly-tactile way he has about him. Even without sex on the table, Klaus has a habit of being a little too fond of physical touch for the likes of some people; luckily, she's never seemed to have much in way of complaints about it. He gets to indulge as much as he likes.
He nips playfully at her shoulder with a soft growl, "I think I need a cigarette after that," he hums softly, a pleased sound if there ever was one.
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Nadine stares upward at the ceiling of her gazebo, just relaxing in the aftermath. She's taken to turning the floor of the garden structure into a bed, both to enjoy the surroundings of nature and simply because she prefers to keep that bit of distance that not trysting in her Horizon home brings.
Besides, sex outside is fun. And no risk, here. There are definitely some advantages to astral plane hookups. Though Nadine has known that since she was in her twenties.
She rolls into Klaus, casually throwing one arm over his chest. It's nice that he's not ever in any rush afterwards. When she describes him as 'fun', she doesn't just mean in bed. Aside from the occasional disturbing personal detail here and there, he's fun to talk to and be around. Maybe she is just into artsy, bohemian men. Between Jaskier and Klaus...if nothing else she's obviously attracted to free spirits - all three of her partners fall under that category.
"I have something better than a cigarette, anyway." It only takes a thought and there's a very substantial joint between her fingers.
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He relishes in the softer side of things, perhaps because they’re so few and far between for him.
“Ahhh, I do like the way you think, babydoll,” he grins when she blinks the joint into existence— there are some serious advantages to the Horizon, honestly.
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They were supposed to set a good example and it was a small town. Couldn't be doing anything that could corrupt the youth.
Look at her now.
"Cannabis is better anyway. It tastes a lot better than tobacco. I think I only smoked because I...wouldn't do anything else. No drugs, no alcohol...I had to do something."
She lights the joint with another thought and takes a long drag. It's only been here, in Abraxas, that she's allowed herself to indulge and to let her mental state be altered. Back home, it was too much of a risk.
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right‘hello’ hand in a twirl above them. He laughs once at that and drops his hand back down again.He plucks the joint from her fingers once she offers it his way, “Mmm, can’t blame you. We all have… our… vices,” he mumbles around the joint now tucked between his lips. He takes a long, deep inhale and lets a shudder run down his spine. Melodramatic as ever.
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There's honestly plenty that Nadine doesn't miss from that life. This one is, by almost any comparison, much better.
"But you're right, I think everybody needs some kind of vice. Even if it's just...chocolate or cola. Actually...do you want an RC? I could really go for an RC cola right now." That's one of the things she does miss, but can easily replicate here. Cadens has carbonated drinks, sort of, but it's not the same. And Klaus looks like a guy who appreciates an underdog soda.
She tosses him a little grin.
"Need to rehydrate."
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He hums a soft agreement and grins, "Holy shit, I haven't had an RC in years!" Which is pretty much the same as an enthusiastic yes as she might get.
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The implications were pretty clear. Live clean or lose your job. Which really hadn't been a problem for Nadine. That was how she'd be living without the job anyway. It had all worked out, in a way.
With a little laugh she summons up a pair of chilled, bottled RCs. Bottled is always best, particularly straight out of a corner store cold case.
"I meant it when I said you wouldn't even recognize me if you met me when I was younger."
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He laughs, a delighted sound when the bottles appear. The Horizon is still so novel to him– good thing he didn't have access to a literal world of his own creation when he was in the worst throes of addition, actually.
"I think you'd know me just the same," which is, perhaps, a kind of sad thing to admit. That he hasn't changed that much from when he was young. No real growth in who he is has happened, stunted by the trauma and hindered by addiction and fear.
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Nadine knows that God did not send the plague. If anyone did, that would be her MIA husband. Though she suspects he just sort of helped things along. But the fact remains that the world had been a in a bad state and heading towards a worse one. So much of what was wiped out...could probably stand being wiped out.
Of course then half the survivors just wanted to rebuild things back the way they were. What was wrong with people? Flagg was a monster, but at least he'd been trying to do something different. Horribly, horribly different.
"Some people are always who they are, Klaus. And some of us go through life hiding who we are. I hid who I was, for a lot of reasons."
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"We have a lot of things in common, you know..." he says thoughtfully. Hiding is... an intensely familiar thing, it's kind of the main theme of his entire life if he's really completely honest with himself. Most days he isn't, of course. But Nadine is a safe space, he thinks, and that makes it easier to talk to her. Really talk, not just the superfluous bullshit he gives most people.
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Nadine shrugs. A meteor or nuclear war or something like that would be different. That would destroy everything. The end of her world was really more the end of the dominance of mankind. It wasn't even the end of humanity - there'd already been two pregnant women in Boulder when she left.
"It's like...forest fires. They destroy a lot of things, yeah, but they also get rid of all the overgrowth and everything getting choked and the forest can grow back even better. Nature does that kind of thing all the time."
Not even humankind was immune to nature.
"And yeah...I kind of had a feeling we did."