capeandcowllogs | Just a nice Sunday in the park... [OPEN]

WHO: Rue, and OPEN.
WHERE: The Park
WHEN: 8/23, late afternoon-ish
WARNINGS: Um, none.
SUMMARY: After failing to find Mytho, Rue goes to the park and ~~sulks~~ rests.
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She couldn't find him. She had gone to the place Duck had told her about, only to find an empty, albeit suspiciously lived in apartment. She had gone everywhere after that, looking for him in every place she could think of, even going so far as to ride in one of those ugly yellow taxi things.

Now, exhausted and frustrated, she sat down under a tree in the park, to rest until she felt like searching again. One by one, a group of crows begins to join, settling into the tree above her head, beady yellow eyes watching her as if waiting for something. She wasn't too happy about their presence, but made no move to shoo them off.

Rue knew that Fakir was with him, that he had hidden him somewhere. Even after being proven time and time again to be useless, the foolish knight still thought he could just take Mytho. No matter, she would find him, and Mytho would return to her of his own free will.

After all, with the Raven's blood, he was hers now.

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"Why not?" she asks, before she can stop herself.

"You should know the answer to that, Kraehe," Mytho smirked before turning to walk away.

"Wait!" she called out. "Where are you going?"

"To look for a pure heart... That damned Fakir stole the last ones I was given..." he said with a small scowl.

"You can do that later," she said, reaching for his hand. "Come home with me."

Mytho looked down at her hand a moment before looking up at her again. "And where would that home be?"

"In that building our dogtags are the keys to," Rue told him, taking his hand gently in hers, face a bit desperate. "I'll show you."

"Going to try and hide me away like Fakir did? Try and make me your doll again?" His mouth was curved in a smug smile, but there was a bitter tone to his voice.

Staying with Rue would be better than staying with one of the girls he had taken the hearts of, but the spiteful part of him wanted to make her feel like he was doing her a favour, agreeing to stay with her.

That tainting blood that made him want to hurt everyone, especially those closest to him...

"Would you rather go back to Fakir? He's the one who wants to lock you away." And take him away from her.

He was being cruel on purpose, she knew. But it didn't matter. As long as he came back with her in the end, she would be happy.

Mytho's face contorted into a mask of anger. "No. I won't go back to being his puppet any more than I'll let myself be controlled by you or your father," he said coldly, giving her a small glare.

"I don't want to control you!" she half-shouted, then, remembering herself, speaking more gently. "I just want to keep you safe. Please."

"Of course you do, Kraehe. That's what this is all about, after all," he smirked, moving into her personal space. "Tainting my heart so that you can claim me as your own, turning me into the Prince of the Ravens... it's all to try and make me love you, and only you, isn't it Kraehe?" His voice was dark and smooth as he reached out to touch her cheek. "Yet if I asked it, you would give up your tiny, desperate heart, thinking that a love as pathetic as yours could satisfy me..."

Rue felt sick. She wanted to yell at him again, ask him why her love wasn't enough, why she couldn't satisfy him. She knew well and good he was just saying these things to hurt her. But he hadn't said anything that wasn't true.

"Are you going to come with me?" she asked quietly.

"I suppose I may as well," he said with a smile, pulling away.

Just a nice Sunday in the park... [OPEN]

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lol vague

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Poor Rue. To be fair, no amount of love will satisfy him at the moment. :)