escordvi | Twin Hearts, Burning Into the Night

Who: Darin Altway and Karlach Cliffgate
Status: Closed
Where: A small island away from the faction drama
What: Darin and Karlach are left frustrated with the state of the armadas specifically because their brands don't allow them to get close to the people they want to. Now they're cranky and have decided to camp.
Warnings: Rage? Rage. Definitely some raging and potential saucy banter

[All things considered, Darin needed a break. The last few months have been a tumultuous whirlwind of events culminating in some rather grand declarations and now he finds himself stuck unable to enjoy time with the one who has so captured his heart. Honestly, it was like the world was starting to conspire against him to make sure he couldn't be happy for too long.]

[Thankfully, Karlach seemed to be in a similar state. Which is why it was proposed that maybe he and Karlach get away from the din of the faction-aligned islands and take a night off to drink and vent their frustrations. Darin practically jumped at the chance. If there's one person he knows he can be honest with, it's Karlach.]

[One boat trip later and they've got a sandy beach to camp on and a small island to do whatever they want on.]

[And lets not forget the alcohol. Darin might not be capable of getting drunk but that sure won't stop him from drinking his frustrations away.]

Looks like we'll have a nice night here. Not a cloud in the damn sky. Nice of the world to give us a bit of a break, am I right?

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( the shadows had been cast over their exciting lives at sea. the relationship between the two armadas had always seemed as fickle as the tides themselves, but karlach hadn't been prepared for the mass punishment that had been doled out. she hadn't even known that they had possessed such a power for control.

the knowledge births a new rage in her.

already she had been damned to over a decade of an inability to touch others, but now she couldn't even be near the ones of an opposing armada? she couldn't even enjoy the company of her own friends? is this the life she's meant to live?

is this all there is? another sliver of joy carved away from her before she even knew what could be lost?

when karlach invites darin to go out night-fishing with her, it's all but an act of self preservation. if she doesn't get to be in the company of someone she likes for a night, she thinks she might walk directly into the ocean to drown herself. the last several weeks have been too much, the arrests horrible and nauseating, not to mention what happened to gale—

to say she feels overwhelmed is putting it lightly. )

Generous of you to call it as such.

( said as she tips her glass bottle of strong-smelling alcohol into her mouth.

in front of them is a small campfire that had been started by the tiefling herself, some fishing equipment, and a potentially poisonous amount of spirits.

because if karlach couldn't fuck, she sure as shit is going to get drunk. )

Not so sure the world's in much of a giving mood. Feels like we had to take this for ourselves, you know?

( time to breathe, that is. )

Gods, tell me about it.

[Darin takes a generous swig of his own drink and relishes the burning sensation of alcohol as it slides down his throat. Darin couldn't get drunk...at least not with normal alcohol, but he enjoyed the faint hints of a buzz it tended to give him. But given the state of things, he wishes he could get drunk.]

...I appreciate you inviting me out, Karlach. If I spent one more night aboard the Heroine working on her, I'm pretty sure I'd have sailed it to Elah and started something I wouldn't be proud to finish.

[A beat.]

Honestly, I owe you an apology.

( there's a noticeable pause as karlach attempts to work out what he could mean. did he have something to apologise about?

she glances over at him, single eyebrow quirking upward. )

Do you now?

Yeah, you and the whole crew.

When I got arrested...I'd given up hope. It...honestly, it made me question who I was. Suddenly, it was like I was back in Alvale, being hauled away for an assassination I was framed for all because of how I looked. I honestly thought that maybe you, Zelda, and the rest of the crew would be better off without me.

[Darin looks into the fire as he takes another sip, his mind flooded with memories of the despair he felt. His own, self-imposed despair.]

I was stupid enough to almost throw away the place where I belonged because a bunch of other idiots almost convinced me otherwise. But since when the hell did I ever really care what people thought about me?

...Maybe I always did and I acted like I didn't. Either way...I know I caused you all a lot of trouble. So, I gotta own that...

( uh huh. )

So—

( she starts, running the words back in her mind. she understands what he's saying, but she's doubtful she agrees with it. )

What exactly are you apologising for? Causing trouble?

No, Karlach. For doubting my place and what I mean to people. For doubting the person I am.

[He pushes himself to his feet and downs the rest of his bottle, tossing it over his shoulder so it lodges itself in the sand.]

I almost threw away my home here because people said mean things about me! And I ignored everything I meant to you and everyone else! That's what I'm apologizing for!

I'm never gonna apologize for causing trouble for the right reasons!

[He pumps a fist into the air, a grin spreading across his face.]

Those bastards pulling the strings of the factions are gonna be finding that out real soon!

Twin Hearts, Burning Into the Night | CLOSED

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