( semi-open ) WHITE WHALE HOLY GRAIL

[wheft]

WHO: ishmael and YOU 🫵🫵🫵
WHAT: june catchall + memshares. lots of moby dick references if you widen your eyes a lot.
WHERE: nevada
WHEN: june
WARNINGS: graphic depictions of gore, violence and repeated deaths; emotional and psychological manipulation, gaslighting, aquatic horror, suicidal ideation, tba. see her opt-out for more info.



source | plotting
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[frostfist]

[ It isn't his victory but he feels proud of her all the same, a small smile lifting up the corners of his lips. ]

Maybe I'll see it next time.

[ Not that he really wants there to be a next time when the abrupt intrusion into someone's personal thoughts and affairs feels so deeply invasive, but if he's going to see anything he'd prefer it to be Ishmael's victories and successes, moments where she feels strong rather than small and powerless. ]

Though if I've learned anything from watching you throw that harpoon [ both in dreams and reality ] it's that I really don't want to get on your bad side.

[ He doesn't want to be turned into a shish kebab, thanks........ ]

[wheft]

Well... we'll see.

[ there's a teasing lilt in her voice as she considers this. like, even though he's her boyfriend, there are still some traits innate in him that she finds mildly annoying. but at the end of the day, that's what makes him him. ]

But you know... [ she sniffles, free of tears as her hand finds his. ] I forgot what you told me in that dream, but I think you said the same thing as my manager did back then. That was the final push that led me to my final decision of not killing her off myself.

[ and it was a hard decision on her part, mind you. ]

There's still so much more to see, even in that shithole we call the City. But I want to see them all anyway. And even moreso in this world I've never been before. So... [ she turns to him, a wide smile slowly spreading across her tear-streaked face ] Thanks. For joining me on this journey to find myself again.

[frostfist]

[ It's not like he's never been thanked before over any multitude of small and big things but so rarely has it been so direct like this, an honest show of thanks to a friend rather than His Grace, the Duke of Meropide. Her words make him feel....warm, in a way he hasn't been in a long time.

Carefully, he reaches out and drags one thumb across her cheek, wiping away a bit more of her mostly-dried tears. ]

Any time. I'll be right next to you for as long as you want me to be.

[ Even if they weren't dating, even if they were just friends, it would still be true. ]

[wheft]

[ and in turn, his words stirred something warm in her chest. looking back, it's silly of her to be deathly worried that their friendship would be lost to the winds if she decided to take it to the next level. now, there's nothing to be anxious of. they'll still be friends first, lovers second.

well, sort of. you get what she means. but she's happy that they're lovers too because she can just lean in and give him a sweet, lingering kiss on the lips like so, in the silent comfort of the van. ]

...So. Any questions? Just to get that out of the way. And in case you're going to ask, I'm fine. I usually bounce back pretty fast.

[ because crying and sobbing isn't going to earn her any keep, lol ]

[frostfist]

[ Friends first, lovers second, but boy is it sure a close race. She tilts her head forward to kiss him and he responds immediately, one hand lifting to rest his fingers lightly against her cheek.

It might be a lingering kiss but it's chaste in its intentions, and there's a smile on his face when he pulls back. ]

Yeah, just one. How much longer do we have to be in these vans for?

[ Just kidding, maybe his intentions aren't entirely pure. ]

[wheft]

[ haha, wow. he still wants more privacy after all that? this is exactly why he needs to get out more, as much as she'd like to indulge him with other things while they're still inside. ]

Not for long now, hopefully.

[ she pats his knee as she lifts herself off the bed, stretching her arms up wide. ]

Come on, let's help out the others outside. I'm starting to get hungry from all that crying.

[frostfist]

[ He lets out a sigh, exaggerated, before hopping off the bed to follow behind her. ]

Alright, alright. But the next time we finally get a room, I'm not letting you out for a day.

[ He's joking.....or is he? ]

[wheft]

[ the door opens, revealing a nice nevada sunset stretching across the humid desert. like the lake, despite the horrid hot weather they had to endure in the mornings, the skies around this time don't look half-bad either. it's gorgeous, even.

she rolls her eyes, half-fond and half-exasperated. ] Yeah, yeah. We'll see about that.

[ on one hand she's excited for it, but otoh... come on. how bad can it be?

(narrator: hehe) ]