week 5, graveyard: dirk

[lohengrins]

[ blond hair, stormy eyes.

dirk has showed him his heart. percival wastes no time doing the same.

his arms are wrapped around him within a matter of moments. his hold is tight as he pulls dirk into the warmth of his embrace. gently, he speaks into his shoulder: ]

Keep the letter.

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[splinten]

[Oh my god it's a giant hug in the graveyard. Dirk's been nervous and upset since dying but he holds tight, holds close. He shuts his eyes.]

You're going home.

[lohengrins]

[ he doesn't let go. not yet. ]

I have to help stop this. I have to bring him back.

[ he has a lot of dreams, but he's willing to put them aside...just this once. ]

It may not be home...but I'll go somewhere.

I didn't want to leave without seeing you first, though — I wouldn't dream of it.

[splinten]

I didn't break it yet.

[He didn't do what Percy offered him his loyalty and support for.]

Jake has Hope powers though, and I'll get my soul-wreckin' shit back. We can return to end this.

[lohengrins]

I have...an army's worth of warriors and primal beasts willing to aid me. You and I...We made a promise.

[ he pulls away to look at him, arms still on dirk's shoulders. something warm swims in his eyes. ]

And I'll be your Knight until the end.

[splinten]

Percival...

[It's still impossible to feel he deserves it. After all this, after the damage he has done, after failing to change things now. He doesn't deserve that loyalty or kindness. He will never deserve that warmth.

But he has it anyway, and he knows Percival won't be talked out of it.]

We'll see each other again, when we come to wreck this place's shit.