𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒

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MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[viver]

Is it?

[mygoodsir]

I'll stop drinking. It's only made things worse.

[viver]

Prove it to me.

[mygoodsir]

I'm not doing it for you.

[viver]

And?

[mygoodsir]

It doesn't matter.

I suppose you'll see if I manage it.

[viver]

You're not coming with me, then.

[mygoodsir]

You meant right now?



Alright. I can meet you.

[viver]

You're in no state to enter it right now.

When you've cleared your mind. Then you'll be ready.

[ eta: never ]

[mygoodsir]

You're a cryptic bastard, Al.

[viver]

Not that cryptic. [ But a bastard, yes. ] I only tell you what you're prepared to know.

[mygoodsir]

Oh, and you decide when I'm prepared? You? With the emotional intelligence of a radish?

[viver]

Yes, me, Harry.

You don't want to be happy. You don't want to be scared. Anger is the easy way out.

[mygoodsir]

Alaric, I hate being angry. You know that.

[viver]

Why speak to me that way, then?

[mygoodsir]

Because you frustrate me.

You say things about how I'm not ready to take a bloody walk in the woods because my mind in unclear, you seem to do things quite deliberately that you know will upset me, you refuse to just speak plainly 90% of the time. I feel like I'm running after you even now, long after you've left.

I'm miserable.

[viver]

It's not just a walk in the woods. There is something I want you to see. To experience. Something I wish I'd learned before we met.

I ask you to come to me and you say you're terrified. You lament that you're miserable and then try to spread it to me. The only reason I frustrate you is because I'm not the monster you need me to be.

[mygoodsir]

I've never thought you were a monster, Al.

When should I come to you, then? Is there some magic deadline?

[viver]

What a strange way to demonstrate it.

There is no magic deadline. But o̸n̸l̵y̸ ̷o̷n̸e̵ of us will live forever.

[ ... Strange, that's not what he meant to say. The message is edited: ]

There is no magic deadline. But none of us will live forever.

[mygoodsir]

I'm not the one deliberately fucking your friends. Or your enemies.

Then I don't suppose I'll know when you think I'm ready.

[viver]

I think we both know you don't have any friends here. Not with these people.

You will.

[mygoodsir]

[That hurts. A lot.]

Alright.

[viver]

I don't think I will get that call, papillon. But I will dream that we went there together.

[mygoodsir]

But I need to see it.

[viver]

I hope so.

For you, Harry. I'll be patient.