[ His gaze slides away as he thinks, tipping his head in thought. ]
After we save you and the world? Sure. [ No biggie there. ] I'd like to return to Port Damali and see what can be done about the orphanage, the workshops were shady. Taking down the asylum they made me work in ... that can only be good for the kids left there.
[ No biggie at all, just another day for the Mighty Nein!
He nods at Fjord's mention of the orphanage and remembers how important it was for him to help the kids in Hupperdook. ]
Definitely. Kids already having a hard time shouldn't be getting more shit on top of that. Some change in management and funding could help... it doesn't sound like a place that should be run for profit.
I was thinking about that. Buying up a couple of houses with a sea-view and relocating the kids before we take care of the place. I could never see the ocean when I was there.
[ He pats the tail curled around his side and smiles, glancing out the balcony doors. ]
This is where I'm the most myself. After we've dealt with Driftwood Asylum, the seas will be all ours.
[ The idea catches him off-guard, never generally thinking so far ahead. He catches himself looking at Molly and tucks some of that wavy purple hair back, expression softening. ]
I can picture myself having children with you, yes. You'd be a wonderful father.
[ Molly laughs and then wiggles away from the tail pinch, sticking his tongue out at Fjord. Planning futures makes him so happy and it buries the nagging fear of not being able to go back home far into his subconscious.
[ Sighing, he turns on the bed to take Molly's face in his hands and gently brush over his cheeks, inked and bare, as he fixes him with an intense, steady stare.
Molly's asking for a lot of specifics. ]
We are going to go home, we are going to get on a ship, and we are going to sail off into the sunset together. Do you believe me?
[ Molly leans to meet that sweet kiss, and he can't stop the smile on his face. Somehow every time his worries rise, Fjord always manages to brush them away and replace them with hope and wants instead.
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[ Molly brightens more at that and then laughs. ]
Then I bet he's far, far away by now. Starting up some other half-cocked business.
[ Turning a bit, he looks at Fjord. ]
Other than sailing the seas and all those lovely things, is there anything else you want to do in the future?
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After we save you and the world? Sure. [ No biggie there. ] I'd like to return to Port Damali and see what can be done about the orphanage, the workshops were shady. Taking down the asylum they made me work in ... that can only be good for the kids left there.
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He nods at Fjord's mention of the orphanage and remembers how important it was for him to help the kids in Hupperdook. ]
Definitely. Kids already having a hard time shouldn't be getting more shit on top of that. Some change in management and funding could help... it doesn't sound like a place that should be run for profit.
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It needs to be destroyed, Molly. It's ... not a good place.
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[ He curls his tail a bit more around Fjord. ]
Would it be possible to move the kids somewhere else? Build a new one?
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[ He pats the tail curled around his side and smiles, glancing out the balcony doors. ]
This is where I'm the most myself. After we've dealt with Driftwood Asylum, the seas will be all ours.
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[ That's a smooch for that, sealing the deal. ]
You did mention starting a family with me once, though... is kids something you want?
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[ The idea catches him off-guard, never generally thinking so far ahead. He catches himself looking at Molly and tucks some of that wavy purple hair back, expression softening. ]
I can picture myself having children with you, yes. You'd be a wonderful father.
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Me? I'd be a terrible father. I'm an irresponsible bastard of only three years, I'd make a mess of a kid.
[ Children, too. A bunch of green tieflings climbing the railing and falling overboard. (Responsibilities stopping him from new experiences.) ]
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[ He silences Molly with a kiss, tugging a finger on a horn. ]
We don't have to, not ever if you don't want to. I just want to be with you, Molly, I don't need a family beyond us and our friends.
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Alright. We'll see how things go in the future. Not saying absolutely no... but it's good to know how we stand on it.
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[ Pinching that spaded tail! ]
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[ Molly laughs and then wiggles away from the tail pinch, sticking his tongue out at Fjord. Planning futures makes him so happy and it buries the nagging fear of not being able to go back home far into his subconscious.
He wants the life he missed. ]
Anything else you have in mind to do?
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Molly's asking for a lot of specifics. ]
We are going to go home, we are going to get on a ship, and we are going to sail off into the sunset together. Do you believe me?
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(The bastard knows him too well by now.) ]
It's what I want. I believe you, love.
[ He's less sure about what this place will do when they go home. ]
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[ He kisses him again, smoothing down Molly's neck and shoulders, finding his hands to hold. ]
I'll get you on that ship, baby.
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We'll both fight for that ship.
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[ Beneath their maps and leaflets, he covers Molly on their bed and kisses him slowly. ]
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It's magic, and he loves him. ]