What the heck happened while I was gone? (Closed)
Name(s): Mia and Diego Godot
Location: Godot's office / suite
Day: 19
Time: Evening?
Rating: G for now <3
( Dealing with the unexpected. )
Location: Godot's office / suite
Day: 19
Time: Evening?
Rating: G for now <3
( Dealing with the unexpected. )
Whether this was a good or bad thing remained to be seen.
His words washed through her ears like a memory and a comfort. So long had she heard similar things.
"Everything has its cost," she murmured, eyes on Diego as she brought her arms up to fold across her chest. "Masks only hint at the cost, hint at what's underneath. Those who know the true value can then bring it to light." She paused for a while, watching him as he took that sip of coffee, knowing what it was to him as well.
"Every good maker knows what they've made and what they love. Even if a few things appear different about that brew, they can still recognize it."
She was slowly beginning to breathe again, but that feeling could disappear again at any moment, along with the feeling of being solid at all. She had no idea how long the spell would last.
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He moved away from his desk, taking a stop closer to Mia. She almost... almost looked solid, but she couldn't be. Who ever heard of a solid ghost? An smile caught his lips again -- after all, wasn't he himself a dead man walking? Coffee twice filtered, weaker and less vibrant than the original.
"An interesting dilemma," the former lawyer breathed quietly. "To plunge myself into the dark shadows of mystery, or leave you in those shadows." Godot grinned again. "The world likes to play its games of give or take with us, doesn't it?" His smile became a little ironic. "Like a couple waiting to meet, only one of us is ever in possession of hot, fresh coffee at a time. Things are forever at odds."
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But then he finished off with another metaphor about coffee and something else that was just going in one ear and out the other. Completely ignoring what else was flitting around in her head, she took those last few steps forward, closed the distance between them, and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his shoulder.
"I think the shadows are already heading away."
Her brain wasn't working quite right anymore and so she just settled for holding on as long as the spell lasted.
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Instead, he found himself caught in an embrace, and he sucked in a surprised breath. For a moment he just stood there, shocked and unable to move. Finally, he forced himself to swallow, and found his voice.
"...How...?" Godot asked hoarsely. "How?"
Moving slowly and carefully, as if she were made of glass and could break at any moment, he raised his arms to wrap around her. It wasn't the same as when she was alive, ghosts cold to the touch, but he held on anyway.
"I never though I'd see you again," he whispered desperately.
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"I.." She hadn't thought she'd be able to lay eyes on him, either. She'd thought she would be forever bound to Hogwarts, which would mean never seeing him again. But.. here he was, right in front of her, in the circle of her arms.
"The Charms and Transfiguration professors have been working on a spell to make me a little more solid for a set amount of time," she explained softly as she held him there. "Rangiku cast one earlier today to try it out on me. The only thing we don't know is how long it's going to last and what happens when it wears off." It had been slightly different each time, but they were closer this time.
For now, though, she was able to hold him close and that was exactly what she did.
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He let her head rest against his shoulder, and quietly exhaled. "I will have to thank them for their efforts," Godot replied with a quiet chuckle. "This is... a surprise. I never thought to find a Kitten shrouded in Hogwarts mysteries." No, nothing like. He'd just thought to find Maya, and any problems that might need to be warded away from her.
Godot was happy just to stand there with Mia, holding on because who knew how long it'd last, but curiosity was still lurking at the back of his mind. "How long have you been here, Kitten?"
It was nice having a reason to say her name again.
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It was different, but now she was just glad to see him again. "Mysteries always come with a light and dark side. Out of the blackness comes the bitter taste and the warmth that seeps through."
The corners of her lips tilted upwards in a half-smirk then. It really was good to see him again, the smug bastard.
"Just this year. It hasn't been long since the incident."
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He instinctively moved to rest his forehead against hers before he remembered the metal mask across his face. Godot jerked back a little, the hand that cupped Mia's cheek flying to grasp the mask and starting to pull at it-- but he hesitated. What was underneath the metal and lights was not the same man his Kitten had known... this man was a ruined, battered body with no sight.
"Kitten, there's a certain bitterness that's hard for even the most hardened coffee drinker to stomach." His hand lingered at the mask, hesitating. "The prospect of either of us being in the dark is not appetizing," he murmured, almost more to himself than to her.
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Whatever was wrong had changed him and the thought squeezed at her chest. She'd failed him so long ago and things were so different now, but they were still together, in the same room and able to hold each other. She'd have to remember to thank Rangiku later.
Mia's arms fell to her sides and she looked at Diego critically. "Shedding light a little at a time on something might help lessen the shock of the bitter taste."
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Carefully, and painfully slowly, he lifted the mask from his face. Dragging the metal visor up, metal warm against his fingers, he slipped into darkness and let his hand drop to his side.
His eyes were still a warm brown, but completely unseeing. "Light cannot bring anything better than you being here," he murmured hoarsely.
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He looked so much the same, and yet.. she could tell that he couldn't see. His once vibrant brown eyes now stared straight ahead, as if he were staring straight through her and not anywhere near. The shock showed on her face for a moment before her normal business expression fell back into place and she reached a hand up to his cheek.
The spell was beginning to flicker again and before Mia allowed herself to think about what she was doing, she leaned closer and pressed her lips to his for a brief moment. "Light brought you to me," she murmured. "And as much as I know you hate destroying the purity of your coffee, perhaps the opportunity to see your mug for what it is would be a good idea."
Her hand fell to her side as she stepped back and away, a small smile on her face as she looked at Diego.
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She had pulled away before he could react, so now he carefully stepped forward, reaching out. His hand found her shoulder and slid along it until his fingertips pressed gently at her collarbone. "You always were wise, Kitten," Godot replied softly, a smile in his voice.
He'd grown accustomed to the dark before he got his visor, metal imbued with power magics, but nothing had made up for the lack of Mia's voice. Truth be told, he had been worried her reaction might be worse, but then she wouldn't be his Kitten. "If it meant finding you, I'd swim a sea of milky coffee."
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"I'm right here," she murmured. "I may flicker in and out of focus, but I will never truly be far. And if I am, find Maya or Pearl. They'll be able to call me."
What she alluded to was the girls' power to channel spirits. They could call her from wherever she was and bring her to where they were... literally.
"The spell appears to be wearing off." Unfortunately. Taking another breath, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him again. She'd need to get as much of that feel as she could before she became unable to feel it for a while.
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"But we still have it for now." And he intended to take advantage of the moments it afforded. Godot entwined his arms around her and pulled her close, leaving no gap between them and rested his forehead against hers. A smile rested on his lips, one that was reserved for his Kitten, and his Kitten alone. "Even if these moments are tinged with the dark bitterness of lifes brew, they are still the sweetest I've known since being drawn out of Hell."
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"I'll just have to make sure the brew I make with you is the nicest you've ever had," she murmured, arms holding onto him as long as she could. The spell was causing her to flicker more than usual and she knew soon she wouldn't be able to touch him at all.
So she did what came naturally, she turned her head and pressed her lips against his again. She wouldn't have the chance to do this for a while, she was sure, not unless Maya or Pearl channeled her, but that was asking a lot of them. Best to enjoy what you had when you had it.
Which was exactly what she was doing right then.
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"That shouldn't be difficult," came the low reply, his throat constricting a little. He could feel her starting to fade in and out, the loss of his sight making his sense of touch even more acute, so that with each flicker that threatened to take her away again he unconsciously held on a little tighter. When she kissed him again he countered passionately, pressing his lips against hers as a fire licked its way through his veins. They were together, even like this, when he thought he'd never get to set eyes on her again. That was all that mattered, all that was important.
He wouldn't let go until he couldn't hold on any more. Even then, he wasn't going to lose his Kitten again - that was certain.
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