A Fatal Truth [Closed, bendy time like whoa]

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[[OOC: Bendy time back to Lirath during this thread]]

Daimon did not volunteer for the front lines. He couldn't in his condition and it was against the advice of his doctor. But he knew that there would still be danger and he was right. The Catastrophists (if they were on Earth Daimon would have wondered if they chose their name at the same meeting as the Legion of Nihilists) had been brought on board alongside refugees and now was when they chose to strike.

Dealing with the Catastrophists didn't concern Daimon at first. He quickly reevaluated that judgment. His soulfire was fading and he found it more and more difficult to control it. If only those accursed refugees would run faster out of the way.

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He wanted to tell her not to bother, that he was fine but that would have been a lie. And he was so weak.

"Of course I was going to tell you. How could I not? But you were so happy I thought- I didn't want to spend the last few months of my life seeing you in pain."

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sure," Patsy said drily. "I'll just have pain surprise after you die. How thoughtful." Her look softened behind her mask. "I'm sorry. That was...I'm sorry. You're in pain." She reached out and gently touched Daimon's cheek. "We'll figure this out."

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Daimon genuinely felt horrible and not because of the pain in his chest or the fatigue.

There's nothing to figure out. He wanted to say then realized he might as well have.

"I'll go to the infirmary before I become even more of a liability to everyone."

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"Not without me, you won't," Patsy said. She reached down and put herself under one of Daimon's arms. "Come along," she said. "I'll support you."

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"Patsy..." They were in the middle of a battle this was not the time for it. And yet Daimon Hellstrom had once again made it all about him even when that was the last thing he wanted to do.

But if Patsy was helping him then she would be out of danger for the moment. And while Daimon knew she was more than capable of handling herself he also knew that these were not their typical foes. So he did not protest her help as he stood.

"I'm sorry."

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"Damn straight you are," Patsy grumbled. "But words aren't enough this time, handsome. I'm thinking a Hellcat-mobile or a Hellcatacombs secret base or something," she added, trying to brighten the mood up at least a little.

It wasn't working all that well. Patsy was very upset with Daimon for keeping this to himself. "You don't do this to people you love."

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"But I do love you. Please believe me. I was going to tell you but- it was never the right time and-" And all of his excuses were just that: excuses. "And I was selfish." For once he couldn't blame that on the darksoul, that was all him.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"You have to learn to be less of that, sweetie. Especially with me," she said gently. She lead him around a particularly bad patch of badness and hugged him a little closer. "Otherwise, I'll be the one getting hurt, and we both know you don't want that."

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Daimon leaned into Patsy's touch for both emotional and physical support.

"I don't know how I can avoid hurting you this time." He confessed.

That was a lie. There was one way but everything that he was rebelled against the idea. He would not do it, not even for Patsy.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"We'll figure it out," Patsy replied. Did she know that one specific way? Probably not. But her answer was ominous enough for a telepath.

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And this was one reason of many why Daimon hadn't told her. Not that he could blame her, if he were in her position he would have the same reaction.

"Patsy," He said gently. "We've faced many enemies and won but the one enemy that cannot be defeated is death."

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

"Please," Patsy scoffed. "We're from a world where a soldier from World War Two was stuck in ice for decades. And you're the Son of Satan. I think there are some things we can find a way to cheat." She certainly sounded more confident than she felt.

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"This is different." He still couldn't bring himself to look at her. "This involves souls. Even I don't understand it all." And he was the unqualified expert on his own souls, first an overabundance and now a lack of one.