2 truths and a lie; daemon: moonshined (cw-word)

[pillz]

2 TRUTHS AND A LIE
Preferred Alias: kavinsky

1. vex aint a cunt
2. vex is a cunt
3. vex is a cunt

One Of These Is A Lie

[someone just broke up with his boyfriend, you get one guess as to who!]

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[pillz]

Man, the fuck does mourning got to do with it, [kavinsky says. in real life, mourning has everything to do with it, actually. he is terrified of sadness, of longing, of missing somebody so much that it physically hurts him in the chest like a heart attack, of wanting people that he can't have. it's made him a monster before. but it's easy-- convenient to pretend that mourning is nothing.] I'm saying, if you offed yourself, you wouldn't be around to protect these motherfuckers you claim to like.

Bad shit is always happening to Vex 'cause he fucking asks for it. But you know shit happens to good people too, [sorry vex. but he's not really sorry.] And Will could get into it any fuckin' day. You know death, you know that. The fucking multiverse is ending, man.

You might not give a shit about yourself dying, but I have some serious fucking doubts you could say the same for those two. [kavinsky might be overstepping. he's probably overstepping! overstepping is his main method of transportation, let's be real. nico may or may not notice, that as conceited and borderline psychotic about his egocentricism as kavinsky is, he automatically counts himself out when talking about the two nico would be concerned about, even though the death god had kindly shuffled him into the pile.]

Don't be a bitch, you know I'm right.

[snip snip.]

[deathkid]

[ another sigh and nico can't help but frown. because kavinsky, of all people, is right. a realization that annoys nico more than it probably should. he wants to argue, talk about self sacrifice and how it's sometimes necessary, but he gets the feeling it's not something kavinsky could easily understand. for whatever reason. and it's not as though he doesn't like being wrong. it's that he doesn't like being wrong over something like death and life. it's supposed to be his purvey, his territory of understanding. he still remembers his father's stern figure in the chapel in portugal, telling him that some deaths can't be prevented and that some deaths shouldn't. how could kavinsky ever understand that kind of burden? ]

Fine. You're right. I wouldn't want them to be unprotected, especially Will. He's not much of a fighter and Vex is... [ well, vex. so he shrugs and watches as the motion sends dark curls cascading towards the floor. ] And there's you, can you even throw a decent punch?

[pillz]

Punching, shooting with a pistol. Sometimes I make monsters that breathe fucking fire, [kavinsky shrugs. he has an ego the size of the fucking moon, but he there's a nonchalance to the way he talks about killing. he believes to have his own domain of knowledge, but it's exactly the opposite of nico's. whether or not you die yourself, he genuinely does believe he's something of an expert with that, as much as anyone can be.

responsibility to others, that part is new. caring about whether or not the wills and vexes and nicos of the world die or not, and die well or not, and by whose hand. that part is new.]

You're just trying to find the easy way out because you don't want the people you care about get hurt and fucking die. That's why you say you'd rather die yourself. But there is no easy way out of that. No one great gesture that ends all of tragedy for all time. That's a cute idea. [and the last lock of hair falls loose, drifting with gravity.] But staying here, making those tough shit decisions, living with all the ass you done or didn't do or could do, that's where your courage is at, sweetheart. Especially if it's the harder fucking thing, for you.

[kavinsky puts down the scissors. pulls at nico's shoulders, bidding him to turn so they can look at different angles in the mirror.]

Hey, baby. You look kind of hot.