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alina starkov, 20

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[princess_of_ida]

Technically the planet's already dead and the soul of the planet is currently contained in a human-like body.

It's complicated and I don't understand it. I only found out a couple weeks ago that Alecto was the Earth's soul. I'm getting him to tell me things, playing on the whole I'm the only lyctor he has angle, but he's a lying liar that lies. If I hadn't already had enough pieces to put the Alecto = Earth part together myself, I might not have believed him.

Also she bitchslapped me really fucking hard when she was awakened - like really hard - and I initially thought that's how I ended up here.

[sunmon]

You thought the human embodiment of the planet slapped you into Rubilykskoye.

[princess_of_ida]

Fuck you. It made sense at the time.

[sunmon]

I believe you.

[princess_of_ida]

And yet I can't help but think you're laughing at me.

[sunmon]

Both of those things can be true.

[princess_of_ida]

[Objectively she understood the absurdity of the statement BUT IT DIDN'T NEED POINTED OUT. Ianthe was like a cat that accidentally walked into a door, all bruised ego and ruffled fur.]

You're so lucky I like you.

[sunmon]

Yeah.
That's true too.

[princess_of_ida]

So what else is true?

[sunmon]

That I'm grateful that you're sharing this with me.
I hadn't realized how much you were carrying alone.

[princess_of_ida]

[Oh.]

Not where I thought we were going to go with this.

I'm really good at presenting an image. Too good sometimes. Being what people think I am. It's hard to let someone past that. I don't like showing the parts that don't regenerate. It makes it too real.
You ask the right questions sometimes. You care. That matters to me.

[sunmon]

I like being one of the only people you let past your guard.

[princess_of_ida]

I like having you here.

[sunmon]

I'm out helping Nikolai look for Quentin today, but do you have someone to keep you company? If not, I can talk to him about coming over to your house tonight.

[princess_of_ida]

Just my skeletons. Sadly, they aren't great conversationalists. It'd be really nice if you were here.
I hope you find Quentin.

[sunmon]

Thank you.

[ she says this because there is some awful, selfish part of her that doesn't want to find quentin. that wants nikolai all to herself. these are things she can't share with anyone, can't allow out into the air, let alone share with ianthe. ]

Why don't we have dinner together?
The three of us.

cw: non-con behavior modification, abuse

[princess_of_ida]

[Likewise, part of Ianthe didn't want Nikolai to come with Alina, wanted her to herself. Neither of them would ever know how many times while Alina was asleep that Ianthe considered altering Nikolai's memories, his personality, just enough to turn him against the sun summoner, to remove his love for Alina. To drive her into Ianthe's arms when Nikolai betrayed her and be none the wiser. Just something that happened while she was asleep, perhaps as a result of that wound Nikolai carried that felt like Aleksander's bones to the necromancer.

Sometimes she wondered why she hadn't done it. She knew why.]

Sounds good. I'm a shit cook though, but I can arrange something with my neighbors. They think I'm too skinny and like to give me food.

[sunmon]

You don't have to do that.
I'll bring something.
Pirozkis maybe.

[princess_of_ida]

Alright. I'll leave dinner in your capable hands.
I promise I'll have my monster under control by then. It's not as bad as it was earlier. Or I'm a little better. Something.

[sunmon]

If it's not, then I'll help with that too.

[princess_of_ida]

Now you're making me wish I hadn't just made that promise.

[sunmon]

Too late now.

[princess_of_ida]

[The pout almost was strong enough to translate across the connection.]

Very well.
Give me a heads up when you're heading over, or if something comes up.