i WAITED FOR YOU, i WAITED SO LONG,

[toreadorkabull]

Who: Tavros and Gamzee and ?? oh my
Where: The Island
When: 4/5
Status: Open


Tavros had waited.

For an entire day he'd sat in the plaza and waited, diligently and faithfully, for The Summoner to return. Even when the sun was high enough to start bothering him, the most he did was shift to follow the shade.

The longer he waited, the more frustrated he'd get, but he fought off the burning behind his eyes and was mostly successful. His lower half might be metal but by the time the night rolled on again his lower back and shoulders were aching from remaining mostly immobile.

Where is he?

Lysunder should have been back by now. Tavros was getting frustrated an impatient, until he forced himself back up onto his robot legs. He'd had all day to think and worry and fret and roll things around in his mind until they twisted in on themselves and didn't make sense anymore. A chorus of what if what if what if what if had become his constant companion, regardless of who came to talk with him.

What if he hadn't died? That could be why he didn't come back, right? What if he was still out there, hurting and needing help and he'd been sitting around doing nothing? He'd still hadn't eaten properly, to sick to his stomach, but he'd decided to head up to the island to search for his 'Dad', and no one was going to change his mind.

((ooc: feel free to poke at him while he's waiting around in the plaza, or whatever you'd like.))

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[bestestfurrend]

Nepeta had been by Tavros' side on and off throughout his vigil at the plaza, only disappearing now and then to check on Equius and to get news of Darkleer as well.

She'd been certain he wouldn't move until Summoner had turned up again, so it was an unpleasant shock when she went back yet again to find that not only was there no sign of Lysunder and his friends greeting him, but even her matesprit had gone missing.

She knew what to do though, scenting the air and catching onto his trail quickly, realization dawning on her when it led her to the elevator. She didn't hesitate in catching it up to the island, determined to be there for Tavros as he searched for his ancestor.

[toreadorkabull]

Tavros was a filthy wreck by the time she found him, having dug and tore his way through the thickest parts of the forest. There was so much ground to cover, too much, and he was exhausting himself trying..

He felt sick to his stomach, and he still hadn't eaten anything worth while. Just a little more, just a little more, like a mantra running through his head to keep his legs moving.

[bestestfurrend]

"Tavros! Tavros, wait for me!" She scrambles her way through the forest, letting her claws slide out of their sheaths and cut an quicker path to him as his scent grows stronger. And then she catches sight of him and runs the last few steps until she's close enough to sheathe her claws again seconds before throwing her arms around him, forcing him to stop and take a breath. "Tavros, what are you doing?!"

[toreadorkabull]

He tenses up when she grabs him, pulling in a sharp breath. He'd heard her coming, and the animals he was in commune with let him know someone had been tracking him, but it's still a jolt when his mind keeps drifting in other directions. "I-I, uh... I n-need to be sure."

[bestestfurrend]

"It's okay, it's okay, I know." She hugs him, presses her face against his chest. She's too short to reach much further than that. "I'm going to come with you to help find him too, okay?"

[toreadorkabull]

Tavros sniffs softly and rubs at his eyes with the back of a hand, smearing even more dirt across his cheek in the process. He actually takes a moment to hug her tight to him, needing the affection more that he'd realized. "Thank you..."

[bestestfurrend]

Her arms hold on even tighter, tears gathering in her own eyes at seeing her matesprit so upset. She clings to him, buries her face against him, nuzzling with a determination that's more fierce than soothing. "I love you so furry much, Tavros. And it's going to be okay, you'll see."

[toreadorkabull]

It's a long time before he eases up his hold on her. Lysunder not returning brought up a lot of unfortunate, repeating thoughts. The loudest being what if i loose her too? He wouldn't be able to take that. "I love you too. S-so much."

[bestestfurrend]

"Me too, Tavros. Me too." She looks up at him once he eases up his grip, face faintly stained green, and reaches up to stroke at his cheek. She hates seeing him so very unhappy and broken up and being unable to do anything about it. "Let's keep on looking together now, okay?"

[toreadorkabull]

His eyes are swollen and stained the color of caramel candies, and he looks so broken hearted as he turns his face into her hand and closes his eyes. Tavros just feels so worn and empty and scared, but he still nods and takes her hand. "Okay..."

[bestestfurrend]

"Shh. Tavros, oh, it'll be okay somehow, you'll see." It's breaking her heart right now to see him like this. "We can wait another few minutes before we go looking for him. Sit down next to me a little bit?" She just needs to hold and reassure him right now, more than anything.

[toreadorkabull]

He hesitates. The more time he wastes the worse off Lysunder will be. If he's even still here. The point of this is to prove it to himself, even if deep down he knows that he's already lost his ancestor. Tavros sniffles softly, biting back a torrent of tears before moving to sit next to her, hunching over himself.

[bestestfurrend]

She climbs over him in that familiar way of hers, purring soothingly and wrapping her arms over him, rubbing her face against his soft fluffy mohawk. She kisses the top of his head and clings and does everything she can think of to let him know she's there and she's got him. He's not on his own.