#muse kai

                                 What kind of fucked up game of caring uncle is he playing? Lizzie knows he is up to no good, the way her stomach clenches and throat feels tight almost as if she was going to vomit right there.  A shiver down her spine as blood-red lips turn into a smile.   ❝Yeah, and you care because??❞  Gasps, oh wait! He doesn’t! If he did give a shit about the twins, she would pass out and see pigs fly, that she is sure of.    ❝because monsters don’t get to not be monsters because they hold babies and love puppies. I am not ever going to be redeemed for this.❞   For the amount of blood, she spilled while in pain over a choice being made for her, of becoming a heretic instead of growing old and having children. (That was never gonna happen though right?  According to the lore, Gemini twins must merge. Maybe it isn’t JUST the leaders that have to merge but every set of twins)

She frowned. Wait did she just heard that correctly or was she just thinking she heard it. Okay Lizzie you don’t really make any sense at this point to be honest, but that doesn’t really matter at this point. “Go for a walk? What am I, your dog?” Dammit that sounded a bit too harsh and she didn’t meant that. “Sorry, I would love to go for a walk with you.”

♊ — He didn’t frown when she barked back at him, and he was already looking a little less confident than someone might be used to seeing -- so when the wind had initially been knocked out his sails, there wasn’t much of an indication of it on his face. No, he had taken it blankly, staring at her in a similar fashion. Then she rescinded it, and a grin was firmly plastered in his frown’s place. He tried to manage his excitement as he took her by the hand and encouraged her outside. “I haven’t been around here in decades. Is there anything new I should know about?  Oh, please tell me they kept the waterfall...” Nevermind the fact the town's name wouldn't make much sense if they hadn't.

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“Y-You must be very happy.“ Lizzie said. There were still things she wanted to say to her uncle and she just don’t know why she was laying in his arms while she was dying in his arms. “T-This is w-what y-you wanted right?“ She then asked. Knowing Kai wanted her dead same counts that he wanted her sister dead. All she wanted was for him to leave her be. Just let her die by herself. She doesn’t need Kai with that.

♊ — Kai Parker was on his knees, the weak form of his niece cradled in the curve of his arm. His whole focus on her fading strength. Yet even in her final moments, she found it in her to speak. A Gemini, letting the world have the final word?  Unlikely. “Everything is as it should be,” came his answer about whether their current situation sparked happiness in him. Was it more complicated than that?  Was he not satisfied with the scene that played out before him?  “You were never meant to outlive her, Lizzie.” Brushing blonde strands from the dying twin’s cheek, the man who was never meant to be an uncle offered her a sheepish grin. “And she wouldn’t want you to be alone -- so, looks like you’re stuck with me.”

“You don’t remember? You were like super drunk. You tried flirting with a plant. ” He giggled. “It was hilarious. ”