We need to talk about your daughter. ( there's a pause as he hesitates, holding his breath before letting out a slow exhale. this isn't news he relishes sharing for a multitude of reasons, chief of all the danger, but also the weight and worry it lays on caroline's shoulders. ) Josette's been using black magic.
[ Hell is chaos: who knew. Hardly a surprise. Nothing's been great lately. Having her family in one single unit is the best of it all.
Caroline tenses as Klaus starts, forehead creasing, mom mode rising on full and total alert. Her thoughts bounce between which of her kids this could be about. Klaus' cadence is more than enough for her to know whatever it is, it's not good.
Her breath noticeably catches, gasp rising and falling out. Time stills for several moments, an unconscious pause passing. ] How do you know?
[ Not accusatory. Direct. It's the first question that spills from her lips, the desire and near desperation for truth being stronger than anything else. ]
Edited (literally just an icon change since I bought icon time ;;) 2020-06-27 07:18 (UTC)
( life is chaos. there are very few parallels in this place that klaus does not suffer with intimate knowledge. with power has always ushered this: terror and trouble. he does not and cannot regret his own, because it's saved him and his family. that is the way of their world; it's the way of this world.
when he died, he hoped for better. but growing pains are an inevitable consequence of having exceptional daughters, aren't they? she taught him that once. she lent him the support to understand it.
he knows what she needs, because caroline always needs everything. the facts, the full picture, the details. he doesn't hesitate. )
Because she told me. ( not everything, but enough to piece the larger puzzle together. ) She claims good intentions and feels remorse for what harm she has caused, and I believe her. But whatever and whoever she became in that maze was full of viciousness and resentment. A cry for help. She's not all right.
[ Caroline breathes, listening to Klaus, clearly trying to absorb this all while working to steady herself. ]
She told you, but not me. [ It's blurted out, no need to preface her disappointment. Balanced as she is, compared to years ago, there are certain people, when she's around, that she falls to more base instincts. If you can't just say what's on your heart to certain folks, what's the point?
She swallows, a sigh with a soft trembling following. ] Why would she tell me, when she knows I'd be mad. [ It's true. Foresight rarely accompanies moments like this; and, Caroline has (and will continue to) gone off at friends and loved ones for engaging in dumb, dark activities.
That's not how she'd want to react to anything her daughters did, but she's imperfect, too.
Another little sigh, this time from rounded lips. ] I'll help her. I know...I believe she'll listen. I just...gotta approach it right.
[ A beat. A sigh. A knitting of her brows. ] Did it feel like darkness from home...or something from here? She's, I...I haven't felt like there's been anything that came with her from home, that I recognize. But, maybe I just didn't want to see it.
[ Maybe the maze's effect is to blame for what's transpired, what's started to bite at Josie's will. Caroline is all to familiar with events that have effects like that, suddenly sweeping out of nowhere. But, she has to ask, knowing Klaus is already more familiar with this than herself. She wants to be informed, even as her heart aches for her daughter. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
voice.
no subject
Caroline tenses as Klaus starts, forehead creasing, mom mode rising on full and total alert. Her thoughts bounce between which of her kids this could be about. Klaus' cadence is more than enough for her to know whatever it is, it's not good.
Her breath noticeably catches, gasp rising and falling out. Time stills for several moments, an unconscious pause passing. ] How do you know?
[ Not accusatory. Direct. It's the first question that spills from her lips, the desire and near desperation for truth being stronger than anything else. ]
no subject
when he died, he hoped for better. but growing pains are an inevitable consequence of having exceptional daughters, aren't they? she taught him that once. she lent him the support to understand it.
he knows what she needs, because caroline always needs everything. the facts, the full picture, the details. he doesn't hesitate. )
Because she told me. ( not everything, but enough to piece the larger puzzle together. ) She claims good intentions and feels remorse for what harm she has caused, and I believe her. But whatever and whoever she became in that maze was full of viciousness and resentment. A cry for help. She's not all right.
no subject
She told you, but not me. [ It's blurted out, no need to preface her disappointment. Balanced as she is, compared to years ago, there are certain people, when she's around, that she falls to more base instincts. If you can't just say what's on your heart to certain folks, what's the point?
She swallows, a sigh with a soft trembling following. ] Why would she tell me, when she knows I'd be mad. [ It's true. Foresight rarely accompanies moments like this; and, Caroline has (and will continue to) gone off at friends and loved ones for engaging in dumb, dark activities.
That's not how she'd want to react to anything her daughters did, but she's imperfect, too.
Another little sigh, this time from rounded lips. ] I'll help her. I know...I believe she'll listen. I just...gotta approach it right.
[ A beat. A sigh. A knitting of her brows. ] Did it feel like darkness from home...or something from here? She's, I...I haven't felt like there's been anything that came with her from home, that I recognize. But, maybe I just didn't want to see it.
[ Maybe the maze's effect is to blame for what's transpired, what's started to bite at Josie's will. Caroline is all to familiar with events that have effects like that, suddenly sweeping out of nowhere. But, she has to ask, knowing Klaus is already more familiar with this than herself. She wants to be informed, even as her heart aches for her daughter. ]