[open] january/february catchall

[techmaturgy]

Who: Viktor and special guests and YOU
When: January through early February
Where: Cadens, the Horizon
What: open stuff, closed stuff, dangerous and illicit magical surgery, the usual
Warnings: the usual references to terminal illness including a steep decline and medical procedures/surgery. will list additional warnings as needed.

[open and closed starters in comments! This is also a general catch-all for Viktor’s do-or-die attempt to cure himself, and the events leading up to it, and his recovery (to come later). If you want a custom starter or something specific, just hit me up. full horizon details are here for any and all wildcarding needs. For everything else, I’m on plurk at whitticus and on discord at whitticus#8139.]

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[techmaturgy]

Jayce is being much more understanding than he probably deserves, but Viktor knows him too well for him to hide the hurt that he really feels. If it were that simple, there would have been no hesitation. Even now, Viktor wants to reassure Jayce that he will never be without him again, though he can't quite bring himself to do that, because he's not quite ready to give up on home. There's a part of him, too, that resents the lecture, like he he can't make his own decisions about what he thinks is vest, but it seems pointless to argue when the Hexcore turned out the way it did.

Next time, he always tells himself. Next time he'll get it right. That's what scientific progress is--improving with every new iteration, inching always towards perfection. That Jayce could be content with him and only him, at the expense of everything else, is all at once infuriating and deeply affecting.

"I know, Jayce." That love for him has never been in question. Viktor allows himself to lean into the hands against his face, and it's only another moment before he's squeezing his eyes shut, cheeks wet. A scenario where Jayce is dead is not one he wants to entertain--it's an overwhelming thought that hits him all at once, now that his own anger has ebbed. "I'm sorry. I need to think. About--about everything. But I'm not going to leave you. I promise."

we can wrap on this one here or on yours!

[hextechhead]

Jayce kisses his cheeks gently and then his forehead. He puts an arm around him and pulls him into a hug, nuzzling his nose into Viktor's hair. He simply holds him. They've gotten through a lot together, and what he's learned recently is that they can get past even the roughest parts. The news of his death is harsh, he's not entirely certain he's figured out his feelings about it yet either, so Viktor isn't the only one who has to think.

"Neither am I. I promise." They may have found themselves at an impasse, but it isn't breaking them up. Jayce didn't say these things to force a choice, he was simply drawing his own line, for now. For both of them to know. "I brought the papers you wanted. Maybe doing some work would be good." A distraction. They're both so good at those.

[techmaturgy]

Viktor allows himself to sink into the embrace, leaning into the kisses and offering some in turn, searching out Jayce's mouth with his own and relishing their closeness even in this terrible moment. He's starved for it, after so long in recovery and with so much more to go that he jumps at the chance, feeling Jayce solid and real and alive under his hands.

He lets it go for as long as he's allowed, pulling away only when Jayce does. There are no real answers yet--he doesn't know when he'll be ready to give one, but in this moment he resolves to treasure what they have for as long as he can.

Jayce brings his attention to the papers, and Viktor swallows hard and nods. He reaches across the bed, to his book full of notes about the summoning ritual, and he closes it, returning it to the bedside table with all the others. Out of the way, but no guarantee he won't return to it later, the possibility there should he choose.

For now, he'll work on something else--something they can work on together.