[catchall for molly]

[feytality]

Comments

week 0, monday

[feytality]

[ back at the dorm, maya is just chillin ]

Mr. Tealeaf... right?

[ at least she didn't call him mr. chupacabra ]

Can you really tell fortunes?

[headmt]

Molly's just fine.

[He tilts his head at that, patting his pocket where the cards are.]

That I can. You want one read? I suppose I can do palms or stars too if you like.

w0, post-inves

[feytality]

[ well... that age poorly. ]

Molly.. are you okay?

[ he got goose murdered ]

[headmt]

Me? Fine. Alive-- so.

[Oh that's in poor taste. He makes a face at his own poor taste too soon joke.]

I've lost worst fights.

W0 - SUNDAY

[headmt]

[At some point he's sitting in the Spring Common room, just shuffling his cards, just maybe for lack of anything else to do with his hands. Pausing as Maya comes in.]

You stay for the whole thing?

[feytality]

[ maya comes to sit down next to him bc she likes him ]

Yeah. Thanks, for, um, helping them out.... I kinda.... I didn't want them to look, either.... but I was sorta, dazed.

W1 - SATURDAY

[headmt]

[At some point on Saturday he'll wander back to the dorm, flopping down on the stolen couch. If she's around, he'll half raise that to-go coffee cup to her in a greeting.]

Can't say that went well.

[feytality]

[ maya's hands are dirty... she's going to wash them, but does politely headbob at him ]

... I wish... Nick was here... not really, but he'd be way better at this than me...

W2 - WEDNESDAY

[headmt]

[Sometime on Wednesday - I suppose either before or after fanfiction madness - Molly is wandering the SUB with his now apparently trademark to-go coffee cup. Noticing Maya is in the photobooth machine, he just sticks his head into it.]

Watcha up to?

[feytality]

[ i thought i responded to this ]

[ let's say before but maya makes a beeline for him when she sees him ]

Hi, Molly! I was thinking of taking some pictures.... I really didn't appreciate this place last week. You wanna come?

W2 - FRIDAY

[headmt]

[I have no idea how he eventually figures out Maya is on the roof of the dorm, but you know what, maybe it's a last ditch effort sort of thing. A move of desperation. But eventually he's hauling himself up bodily to the fuckin' roof, huffing and puffing. He isn't exactly a climber, but it's fine.]

There you are. Fuck! You're good at making yourself disappear when you want to.

[feytality]

[ i believe in molly ]

[ she is just sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest, looking at something in her hand.... ]

Oh.... Molly.... Sorry, did I worry you?

W2 - SATURDAY

[feytality]

[ maya is back in the dorm again... she drifts towards molly, wherever he is ]

Soo... I guess we need to be more thorough with the vouchers, huh.

[headmt]

[Hi. Just putting a hand on her head when she wanders too close. Touch week ... ]

Seems that way. You, uh, did good in there. Despite it all.

week 3, monday

[feytality]

[ where are you molly.... maya be looking. ]

Hi, Molly! What are you up to? Wanna go on a date? As a friend, of course.

[ u share first ]

[headmt]

Oh, well, of course--

[But you know. Love a memory that just ruins a good time.

It’s chaos.

This bloody dirt road, the middle of fucking nowhere. Ice still shimmers off one of the carts - why hadn’t she fucking warned you that Lorenzo was a spell caster? - there’s shouts and screams and orders being barked through the air. You can’t see Nott. You can’t see Caleb, but you can hear someone yelling off, not too far away. What was her name? Keg? Is practically cowering, paralyzed with fear somewhere across the way.

You can see Beau, scrambling to? From? Somewhere. She’s going somewhere, but it isn’t-

Between you. a man. Lorenzo. You know his name. That he has your friends captured, somewhere. Somehow. You have to stop him, and,

It’s too fucking close is what it is. She’s bleeding too. You’re bleeding, the eye on your hand is dripping, making holding your sword a little difficult and you think

Fuck

There’s the brief flash of bright pain you always feel when you use the Maledict, that’s familiar, but this time it digs a little too deep, it cuts too far and you’re on your ass before you can tell what’s happening.

Lorenzo turns to you, readying that nasty looking glaive

You can feel -

Blood splatters out of your mouth with the impact.

You grip at the blade at the end of the weapon - the part that’s not stuck eight inches deep in your chest - uselessly. the blood on your hands making it slick, the eye bleeding, and bleeding and bleeding—

It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt, is the thing you think to yourself, blade in your chest, back on the ground, looking up at this man - his boot on your stomach now, except of course. It hurts. You gasp for air, but there’s only more blood.

“An example it is.”

He looks down at you, leaning in close - as his hand tightens on the grip of his weapon it begins to twist. Excruciating pain. You’re dead. You’re dead and your brain, your heart, your betrayer of a body hasn’t quite caught the message yet.

Your mouth fills with blood again and you spit in his face. It hits with a splatter and he turns, only briefly, reaching up to touch it.

It’s cold today. It’s still morning, and it’s cold. snow is starting to fall. The man - Lorenzo - smirks down at you, wipes the blood from his face

“Respect.”

Then he twists the blade hard and you not so much hear as feel a crack.

Your eyes never shut.

And then it’s over. ]

WEEK 5, THURSDAY

[feytality]

[ hi molly it's fussing time 2x ]

Are your ribs okay now...?

[headmt]

[Maya probably doesn't want to see this but he lifts his shirt up where the stab was - it's scarred over now, just a lighter colored mark of skin just under his ribs.]

S'fine. Wasn't that bad to begin with. Gotten a lot worse in most fights I've ever been in.

W5 - SUNDAY

[headmt]

[Sometime on Sunday, late, there's a knock at Maya's door?]

[feytality]

[ wow character development ]

[ maya opens it... there's a bunch of origami on the bed, wow. seems like she's making the most of it ]

Hey, Molly.

W6- WEDNESDAY, pre suffering

[feytality]

[ hi molly... presumably they are doing bbq prep ]

Sooo, didja follow the rule yet?

[headmt]

I did, but I'm willing to do it again. This one is kind of fun, actually.

[Honestly he's just. Indulging in masculinity. Poking at coals. Messing with matches. It's fun.]

Why don't you tell me about someone, and I try and guess who it is?

W6 - FRIDAY

[headmt]

[Hi Maya. This is a terrible starter but he's just coming to find her - Lucretia probably let him into Spring if she's in there.]

[feytality]

[ she is not!!! she is like out in the fucking woods somewhere but if molly is persistent he can find her ]

[ her eyes are red, but she wipes them quickly as he approaches ]

Oh, Molly... I didn't see you there...

W6 - SATURDAY

[headmt]

[He's just tracking her down wherever she is. Where ya hiding Maya.]

[feytality]

[ she's just near spring.... just sitting somewhere hello ]

W6 - SUNDAY

[feytality]

[ hi molly... maya has brought sea salt ice cream for both of them ]

Hello.

[headmt]

[Miku still real? Sea Salt Margarita?]

Hello, Maya. How are you feeling?

W7- SUNDAY

[feytality]

[ maya sees molly outside of spring and gives him a hug ]

[headmt]

[my hug icon is sad but he isn't really that depressed. He'll even pick her up in the hug and spin her around once.]