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Post by skyeknight on Mar 1, 2017 2:34:43 GMT
They gave him no choice. He was pulled out of solitary and into a little room with a small table and a wall of Plexiglas that separated the two sides. Two phones were wired through either side. Vanitas sneered. He didn’t want to talk to anyone. But his guards said that if he refused to speak to his guest, they would arrange for him to go back to general population. That would mean that he would have to pick another fight. He would have to hurt someone worse than he had in his first fight and risk putting on more time to his sentence. Joy. So there he was, sucking up his pride, to see whoever came to gloat about his failures.
Who he saw ignited a blazing fire in him. If it weren’t for the magical dampeners on him, he would have busted through that pathetic plastic wall and strangled his ‘guest’ with the damn phone cable. That stupid moronic Halfling. After everything Vanitas went through to keep his name clean, he mucked it all up by showing up to talk. Vanitas had tried to make it clear that they weren’t involved, even as Pitch tried everything to prove they were.
"What do you want?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2017 2:50:16 GMT
Moses had asked permission to talk to Vanitas, had gone through the police so he could talk to him. He just wanted to see him, apologize. He felt terrible that Vanitas was in jail. But he'd be dead if it wasn't for Moses. Moses sat down in front of his one time lover and took the phone off the hook.
"I want to explain why I got you to give up. And...I want to apologize..." he said softly into the phone as large brown eyes searched the face of the clearly pissed off demon. He put his hand on the glass, wishing he could touch Van's face. "Vanitas, I just..I wanted to see you, talk to you, explain. I care, you know? I didn't want to see you die. Not there not now. I'm sorry. I'm sorry you're here but I couldn't...I didn't want to bury you" he got it out in a rush, afraid that Vanitas would get up and leave at any moment. "Please understand"
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 1, 2017 2:59:29 GMT
It took a lot for Vanitas not to crush the phone in his hands. Perhaps it was because he currently wasn't physically capable of it. He thought it was anger he felt but something uncomfortable was churning in his stomach as he listened to Moses prattle on. It kept him rooted in his spot and kept him from shoving the phone back into the receiver. His free hand twitched when Moses touched the glass, like he felt compelled to do the same, but he restrained himself, clenching the fist tighter instead.
"Why the fuck would you care what happened to me?" he spat.
No one else in the entire city cared about what happened to him. Not after his parents died. Not now. Vanitas looked out for himself. It was how it had always been. He just used Moses, or so he kept telling himself. Maybe if he told himself that enough, he would actually believe it. But Vanitas was letting his anger take over.
"I would have gotten away if it weren't for you."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2017 3:09:10 GMT
"Vanitas, you would have died and you know it" Moses stated quietly. "They had guns aimed at you. You were a dead man with those girls in there and that's all there is to it. I did the only thing I could think of. I saved your life" Moses tried to find anything other than anger in the yellow eyes. "I'm the only one in this city who doesn't want you dead, Vanitas. I know it's hard to believe, but I'm really on your side. I wouldn't hurt you" Moses closed his eyes. "I care because I think I love you. Just a little bit. And I'm kicking myself for even getting into this position. But there it is. I love you. That's why I care" once he admitted it he felt a lot better and very foolish. Vanitas was just going to laugh in his face.
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 1, 2017 3:18:57 GMT
"You know just as well as I did, they wouldn't have taken the shot! They were too afraid of hitting those moronic girls."
His anger was just a deflection. Love? The word made Vanitas' head spin. He wasn't sure what that made him feel. Shocked, yes. Obviously. Moses could probably see it on his face. Confused perhaps. Also another obvious one. Still, he knew he felt uncomfortable because he was left questioning things. If there was one thing Vanitas didn't like, it was being uncertain. Everything Moses did made him question things.
"You don't even know me." Vanitas hissed angrily. "You don't know the first thing about me! How could you say that?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2017 3:34:02 GMT
"No, I don't know that. I wasn't about to take the risk either. You're very important to me, Vanitas" Moses really wished he could go through the glass and touch Vanitas. Stroke his face, hold his hand, do something. He looked shocked and confused. "I know you're scared. And that you've been alone for a long time. I know you like chaos and you're hurting so you lash out. I know you care somewhat about me because you helped defend me. I know you're questioning things and don't know what side you're on anymore. I observe you. You don't have to tell me your past, I'm just concerned about you right now, does that make sense?"
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 1, 2017 15:01:02 GMT
Vanitas looked away. The phone was clenched tightly in his hand. He felt like yelling, screaming, pacing, just throwing things against the walls. It would have been considered a temper tantrum that much he knew. But after the way his last 72 hours had been, he felt it would have been warranted. Going from a position of power to rock bottom and the demon knew that if he stayed there, things would only get worse. Vanitas didn't do feelings. He locked those away when he was a kid. It was then he realized that he couldn't let anyone in because they would only hurt him. The world was only out for itself so Vanitas only had to worry about himself. It was much more simple that way. Moses only made things confusing.
"I'm not afraid of anything." Vanitas spat. "I was doing just fine on my own until you walked in! You... You messed everything up!"
He could have just been talking about the arrest or he could have been talking about Moses in his life in general. He couldn't be sure. His free hand moved up to cover his face, hide his eyes. He felt too vulnerable around Moses. He knew this was a mistake to talk to him and to keep on listening to him. However, the guards wouldn't be back until Moses had his due time in the phone booth. Even if his insides felt twisted like live snakes. That stupid Halfling knew just what to say to make Moses feel like the scum of the earth. The Halfling's persistence would be the death of him. He just knew it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2017 20:10:38 GMT
Moses's face clouded and he looked down. He felt like crying, screaming, anything at all. But he couldn't. It was confusing and hard and unfair. But he had to be strong, show no weakness around Vanitas. He felt conflicted. On the one hand he knew he loved Vanitas, on the other hand he wanted to throttle the demon with all his strength. But there was just one question that was most important to him; "Do you hate me Vanitas?"
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 1, 2017 21:18:42 GMT
"Yes!" Was his first response and not even a heart beat later. "No! I don't know. I don't..."
Vanitas didn't do friends. He didn't have allies. Just people he used and manipulated but now he was uncertain where this left him because he clearly knew Moses' feelings, but couldn't discern his own. He squirmed in his seat, knowing that Moses had to be looking at him, waiting for some sign of weakness or some crack, but Vanitas was rather troubled about all of this talk of feelings and love. No one was supposed to want to be around him. It was easier for Vanitas to go through his day to day life knowing he was unwanted.
No one in the city cared about what happened to him, but Moses did. No one stuck around in Vanitas' life, but Moses did. The Halfling he tried to beat in the streets was the only person who actually cared what became of him. Moses did a lot of things that no one else did for Vanitas. The demon had been nothing but trouble for Moses since the moment he stepped into his life. Vanitas was just so used to people not caring that he stopped caring. It almost made him want to be back in general population so he could really work these aggressions out violently. Earn his place in solitary all over again.
"I don't know," he whispered.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2017 2:19:07 GMT
Moses's heart crumbled and re-built itself in the space of nanoseconds and he put a hand to his chest to try and stop the pain filling up there. Vanitas didn't know. But that was okay because maybe he really did care about Moses somewhere deep inside. "Vanitas, I'm here for you. I'm here, I care. That's probably not what you want but it's what you have to deal with" he said with a short laugh. "I know I'm a troublesome fool. But I can't help but care about you" he put his hand back on the glass and stroked it as though stroking Van's face. "I love you. I'm sorry"
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 2, 2017 2:36:32 GMT
"I wish you didn't." Vanitas uttered.
He wished Moses didn't love him. They both would have been better off if he hadn't. Moses wouldn't get put on the spot about his associations with a criminal like Vanitas. Then Vanitas could have gone on with his life, not depending on anyone, not letting anyone in and being alone. He still couldn't bring himself to look up, but he also didn't hang up the phone either. There was a roaring pain in his chest that almost made it hard to breathe. He didn't want to define it. He just wanted the ache to stop, but later, once he went back to his cell, he would realize it was fury at himself for disappointing Moses and self loathing perhaps.
"I don't know how you could - ."
He couldn't even say the word love. It choked him on the way up and died on his tongue.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2017 2:57:45 GMT
Moses looked down himself and swallowed. That hurt. But Vanitas did have a point. They would both be better off not having Moses love Vanitas. Vanitas would still be running his little show in the city and Moses would be happy and doing his jobs and living his life trying to be free of demonic influence. They would be better off not even knowing each other. “I don’t know either. But I know You make me happy. You’re angry and bitter but you make me happy. My Vanitas” Moses sighed and ran a hand through his hair. This was so messed up. If a year ago someone had told him he’d be pining after some criminal in prison he’d have laughed in their face.
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 2, 2017 3:11:58 GMT
Now Vanitas looked up. Quite sharply actually. His Vanitas? He felt his adam's apple bob in his throat when he swallowed, though his mouth had gone dry. He hadn't been anyone's... Anything - in quite sometime. But he ruined everything before anything could even start. All because of his own hang ups. Society would never see him as anything more than a monster, so he acted the part. But now, there was no going back. He was a criminal through and through.
"Can't you just move on?" Vanitas asked.
He was trying to save them both some heartache. Because he didn't dare hope that Moses really meant what he was saying. Was it hope? He wasn't sure. He just knew he felt ill, sick to his stomach and perhaps to his very core being.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2017 3:28:20 GMT
Moses smiled at Vanitas when he looked up at him finally. "You're mine. I love you" he said simply, lightly, as though what he was saying wasn't important. "I need you, I care what happens to you, I'm going to be here as often as I can be" maybe that was unfair. Moses doubted Vanitas was used to someone so utterly devoted to him. Oh well, there was nothing to be done. Moses glared at the mere mention of 'moving on'. His eyes went black and he sneered at Vanitas. "Because moving on is so simple, isn't it? Like turning the page of a book. No you fool, I can't move on or don't you think I would have. Take my love and accept it like a man"
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Post by skyeknight on Mar 2, 2017 14:02:50 GMT
Vanitas shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with how casual that Moses was about it. As if repetition would drive the point home for the stubborn demon. As if he were talking about the weather and not professing his feelings. The whole thing had him feeling quite... helpless if he were being truthfully honest. Moses was pushing Vanitas into uncharted territory and taking him out of his element. It made him feel like a little kid again who wanted nothing to do more than hide under the bed until anything bad went away. Moses wasn't going to give him that choice apparently.
"You think this is easy for me?" Vanitas snapped. "I have nothing. I am nothing."
He honestly didn't understand what Moses could find appealing about him. He had literally no redeeming qualities. He had literally murdered people - two of them just because they harassed Moses. He had kidnapped people and tried to extort the government to get him out of the country. He tried to leave without a goodbye. Vanitas was literally a parade of never ending failures and fuckups which begged the question, why was Moses there?
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