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Who: Nadine, Julie, Lloyd
When: Beginning of February
What: Working through family stuff
Where: Nott
[Things have been tense and awkward since the Dimming, Nadine trying to give Julie her space and avoiding Lloyd more often than not - at least during the day, it's hard to avoid someone when you're currently sharing sleeping arrangements with them. It's been a difficult month, to say the least. And much, much too long.
And Nadine owes apologies to both of her companions - though one is far more pressing than the other. But she doesn't lock the door of the room she's been sharing with Lloyd, as she's been prone to do when she gets home from work - just to give herself a couple of hours to deal with her feelings as best as she can. He's been as helpful as he can be, and she's grateful for that, if she's been awful at expressing it lately. He deserves better. So she leaves the door unlocked and reads through a book on local medicinal herbs, hoping to get a chance to talk to him.
At some point, late in the evening, she makes her way to Julie's door. She has no intentions of trying to justify herself or excuse herself, but Julie deserves an apology. Even if the other woman doesn't forgive her, Nadine didn't do right by her and that needs an apology. She knocks as she announces herself, preparing to be turned away but hoping otherwise.]
Julie? Can we talk? Or at least...can I talk to you? I just want to apologize.
When: Beginning of February
What: Working through family stuff
Where: Nott
[Things have been tense and awkward since the Dimming, Nadine trying to give Julie her space and avoiding Lloyd more often than not - at least during the day, it's hard to avoid someone when you're currently sharing sleeping arrangements with them. It's been a difficult month, to say the least. And much, much too long.
And Nadine owes apologies to both of her companions - though one is far more pressing than the other. But she doesn't lock the door of the room she's been sharing with Lloyd, as she's been prone to do when she gets home from work - just to give herself a couple of hours to deal with her feelings as best as she can. He's been as helpful as he can be, and she's grateful for that, if she's been awful at expressing it lately. He deserves better. So she leaves the door unlocked and reads through a book on local medicinal herbs, hoping to get a chance to talk to him.
At some point, late in the evening, she makes her way to Julie's door. She has no intentions of trying to justify herself or excuse herself, but Julie deserves an apology. Even if the other woman doesn't forgive her, Nadine didn't do right by her and that needs an apology. She knocks as she announces herself, preparing to be turned away but hoping otherwise.]
Julie? Can we talk? Or at least...can I talk to you? I just want to apologize.
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[ He had thought it through, but when it got down to actually saying it, the script went out the window. Lloyd's never not one to fly by the seat of his pants, anyway. ]
I'm not hers, you know that! Before you got here, all we had was each other while Flagg was locked up. Then you showed up and I tried! I fucking tried getting you out, Julie, but if I kept pushing at it, I'd have been right next to you in there and I wasn't gonna do that shit again.
[ He can't even argue the point about Flagg, because even though the man's been gone for a fucking age now, Lloyd can't help but look over his shoulder for him. At this point, he doesn't know whether he wants the Dark Man to be looming behind him or to remain absent. At least being Flagg's right hand, he knew how to handle shit or figure it out along the way. He'd had power then, though. The luster is gone, but Lloyd can't say how it makes him feel. If he did come back, at this point he feels like he'd go crawling back.
He shakes his head, scuffing his toe against the floorboards before glancing back up to Julie mournfully. ]
I miss you and I feel fuckin' lost. I know you don't give a shit, but there it is.
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So let me get this straight. You didn't try harder to help me when I was in a dungeon because you were thinkin' about yourself. You wanted to go back to a place that we know for a fact has tortured at least one person, for yourself, even though I begged you to stay away because they threw me in a dungeon. Even though you knew I've watched people turn their back on me when I needed 'em, so you knew how it would feel for me. And now, you want me to just forgive you because you miss me?
[ The door opens further, so that she can lean into her anger, physically advance on him with a furor that almost seems to make her six inches taller. ]
How would you feel if I left you locked in a cell? If I left you locked in a cell because I wanted to go shopping? If I turned my back when you were callin' me through the bars? And now you think I should just take you back because you want it? Fuck you, Lloyd Henreid. I'm not your fuckin' mommy or therapist, it ain't my job to make you feel better when you do wrong. I have been doin' nothin' but cleanin' up other people's messes since that guy busted us outta the dungeon, and I'm fuckin' tired, and you don't even have the basic human decency to really apologize and mean it? You ain't sorry. You just want me to stop bein' mad.
[ By this point, her finger is actually touching his chest, stabbing repeatedly as she speaks. ]
Newsflash, asshole, I'm still mad! Do you even care about me? Just like, as a person? Because Nadine came here and apologized with her whole heart, but here you are, with nothin' but excuses and a half-assed "I'm sorry", like you ate the last slice of cake without offerin' me any. Guess what, Lloyd? You don't get to have your cake and eat it too. I have not survived two end-of-the-worlds to be treated like shit by the likes of you, and I am not about to start now!
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I've been there and fuckin' done that, sweetheart! You know how much better off I'd have fucking been if I'd had somebody on the other side makin' damn sure I got fucking fed? [ He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs loudly in frustration. ]
I'm trying to fucking apologize because I feel like an asshole about leaving you when you needed me, but I guess I'll just go fuck myself because it apparently doesn't mean shit! If I didn't care about you, you'd know it by now, Julie. Fuck. I don't have Nadine's pretty words or her heart. I'm telling you I made a mistake and I want to fix it, but nothing I say or do can ever be good enough without Flagg around, huh?
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Julie's eyes flash dangerously, and all she can see is red as she takes a step backward. Her voice has dropped in the same way that fire feels freezing when it gets hot enough. ]
This has nothing to do with Flagg, and fuck him too. That motherfucker lied to me, got me killed and then abandoned me, so fuck Flagg. And double fuck you. Like I said, you're not sorry you did it, you're sorry that I'm mad. They aren't the same thing, Lloyd. And you don't even fuckin' care. You coulda shot me and it would've hurt less.
[ There are furious, pained tears glistening in her eyes, but she refuses to let them out. Instead, she goes back inside her room. Before she closes the door, there's an icy hiss. ]
Tell Nadine you can tag along to Cadens, but I'm fuckin' done with bein' the least important person around. There are people out there who actually care about me now. I don't need someone who's gonna hurt me and then blame me for bein' pissed.