plotted starter , ft. @spaleo .

they wander around a lot, but they don't attack the garden or prosperity. they've been known to help quite often. faith only gets a free pass interacting with prosperity because her wife was a resistance member and if the world hadn't ended, jade would have persuaded faith over to the resistance -- but as it turns out, the world had ended. joseph wasn't lying about that, as much as he did lie and manipulate. his insanity held an ounce of truth to it all. those other settlement members, clad in a lot of leather and furs, like they're straight from the wilderness ... don't particularly seem like joseph's work. they have a lot free will. they aren't vicious or wild. so ... faith hasn't put it together that it is joseph's people. she certainly hasn't seemed to put together that the member she interacts frequently with a smile is someone she once knew.

13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them

At first, they laughed. When Sean wrapped his arms around their waist to spin them around to face him, they laughed and did not resist the kiss he pressed to their lips. It was fun, innocent and loving and, for a second, Hyacinthe even forgot they were holding their sweater to put on. As they threw their arms around their lover's shoulders, the piece of clothing fell back to the floor where it had rested all night long.

Had his plan been to distract them from leaving, it was working perfectly. In fact, they never really wanted to leave. He was safe, loving, comfortable, he never made them feel bad about their situation, about who they were, about the stupidest things such as being "too tall", they got along perfectly. They were not perfect, sure, but they accepted each other's imperfections.

"You know, if you moved in, we wouldn't keep having to say goodbye like this."

Because Hyacinthe was terrified of two things: change and commitment. Yet, they wanted those two things desperately. Sean was offering them a roof, a bed to sleep in, and a relationship that had virtually no reason not to work out. But the queen was terrified that all of this would ruin it, that they would ruin it, as usual. They could not start to comprehend that Sean, or anyone, would be ready for the mess that they were. Phobias, trauma, PTSD, night terrors, food aversion, the neverending trial, what good was there in all of this?

After a good ten seconds of being frozen on the spot, Hyacinthe finally cupped his cheeks, tenderly caressing his skin under their thumbs. They did not know what to answer to this. Did they want to move in with him? Of course, they did. It was not the first time he had asked, and everytime, they promised to think about it. The truth was-

"I'm scared," they blurted, almost out of control. Hands slowly dropped onto his shoulders. They did not extract themselves from their embrace. "I want to but I'm scared."

@spaleo // 'I must be losing my mind.'

A  MEMORY  THAT  IS  COLORED          .    .    .

"Attends, attends !" Hyacinthe exclaimed, holding on tightly to their friend's hand as she was about to head towards the incredible stretch before them. Their heart was beating fast in their chest, echoing up to their temples, but all they could hear in this moment was the sound of the wind and the waves crashing on the sandy shores. Their eyes are opened widely, an almost invisible smile spreading on their features.

So that was what the sea looked like. An endless stretch of water that spread far into the horizon and looked like it could destroy everything on its way. And yet, Hyacinthe found it beautiful. Their fingers tightened their grip around their friend's. They were shaking in anticipation to the point she grabbed their hand with both of hers. "T'es sûr que ça va ? Tu trembles trop !" Hyacinthe nodded. "Ouais, t'inquiètes. C'est juste beau..." They had never been ashamed of never having seen the sea but it was a dream come true. To be here with her. It was the best sensation, one they would remember forever.