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 Everything comes back to you;, tagged: archer
ESMERALDA
THIRTY ONE
TELEKINESIS
CELLIST
HETEROSEXUAL
SHE/HER

played by TEEJAY15 posts • prefers SHE/HER pronouns
I promised myself I wouldn't let you
complete me
The showcase had gone exceptionally well. Devina couldn’t have been more pleased with not only the performance with her orchestra, but that of their visiting musicians, and her solo. It wasn’t often that someone who played the cello was featured in a solo act but she had been determined to do so. Devina had carefully selected a handful of modern music to perform for the evening and it had gone over so very well. One thing she hated was the stigma that surrounded playing a classical instrument, that it was boring or couldn’t be modern. It’s why she had chosen the pieces she did, to lure in the young people of this generation and make them think twice about how enriching music could be. Performing arts was a dying curriculum in schools lately but Devina had been blessed with an amazing school where it had been cherished. One day, when she finally decided to leave the orchestra, she planned to return to her previous high school to teach. Devina wanted to pass on her knowledge to someone else with the hope they would chase their dreams like she did.

But like some dreams, this one had come with a cost. A cost that Devina had not quite thought about in a long time. At least not until after the show, when she was greeting some of the important members of the board who had come to watch the showcase when a fellow cellist informed her someone was looking for her. Dev couldn’t have begun to think of who that might be. Her parents and Ravi had come the previous night and she’d been expecting no one else. Her friend told her that a cute guy with curly brown hair and a young woman had slipped toward the exit the last she had seen them. Devina knew she ought to simply ignore it and continue chatting with the board members but curiosity got the better of her. It always did. It was a curse at times. She thanked her friend and weaved her way through the crowd of people toward the lobby. When she reached it, Devina looked through the crowd but she didn’t find anyone she recognized. Instead of conceding to the fact whomever had sought her out was probably long gone by now, she moved to one of the staircases that lead to the terrace seating and looked over the heads before her. That’s when she caught sight of two people who matched the description her fellow cellist had given her. It struck Devina that there was something all too familiar about the man who was accompanied by a pretty young woman. It also struck her that she had known from the moment her friend had told her someone was looking for her that she was hoping it was him.

Devina descended the steps quickly and moved through the crowd as quickly as she could, excusing herself and apologizing to those she bumped into. When she finally reached a break in the crowd at the doors, she went through them and down the stone steps out front, only to pull up short just before reaching the sidewalk. Devina was frozen in place as she looked at the profile of Icarus Archer. Someone she had not seen in well over a decade and he was arguing with the girl accompanying him. Though it didn’t seem to be a very heated argument, but Dev couldn’t exactly make out what was being said. Her heart was pounding against her chest and she swore it was loud enough to draw attention. The last time she had seen Archer, she had been just barely eighteen and had watched him get on a bus to leave for the military. She had tried to catch up to him, stop him so she could tell him she had changed her mind and that she would marry him, but she’d been too late. Devina remembered that day as clearly as though it had happened yesterday. It was the worst heartbreak she’d ever felt. Even worse than when her grandmother had died. As young as she had been then, she had known that she was watching the love of her life slip away from her.

Now he was here in front of her and she couldn’t bring herself to move, let alone speak. He was older now, taller, more mature but no less attractive. Devina had always believed Archer to be the most beautiful person in the world and in that moment she realized that hadn’t changed. But that was then and this was now. They were no longer children but adults and Devina knew she couldn’t go down that road again. Not if he was still in the military and would have to leave again. Perhaps the woman who had come with him was his girlfriend or even his wife. That would make sense considering they were both in their thirties. It wouldn’t have surprised Devina in the least if he’d found someone to settle down with. Maybe he had children as well. The very thought of that stung in a way she hadn’t been expecting. This wasn’t how she had expected to feel if she’d ever saw him again. She had expected to not be affected by it at all but that wasn’t the case. Devina very much was affected by seeing him once more.

Neither Archer or the young woman had seen her yet and she knew it would be a good time to slip away. She was about to do so when the woman turned and spotted her, grabbing Archer’s arm a moment later to turn him toward her as well. Devina was caught. She couldn’t get away now and she was no coward. This was happening and she would deal with it head on like the adult she was.

Taking the last few steps down the stairs so she was within enough distance to speak to him without shouting, she drew in a deep breath. “Hello, Archer.” Devina was sure her heart was going to beat right out of her chest.

ICARUS H. ARCHER
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I should've worshiped her sooner
This was the third performance that Archer had bought tickets to, but the first he'd actually attended. He'd been pretty well convinced he wasn't going to this one either, but he'd made the blasted mistake of telling her partner about this and she'd gone and lost her mind. She'd gone to Sarge herself, requested the night off for the both of them and then showed up to his apartment with a suit and all but stuffed him into it. There was no stopped the woman when she had her mind to something and Arianna had absolutely decided that Archer was going to this event whether he liked it or not. Some part of him was glad, glad to have her as his partner, glad that she made this decision for him. She was easily his closest friend, more a sister than a friend really. The two of them had a bond that went beyond partnership. He trusted her with her life, something he couldn't say about anyone else. Tonight Arianna had used that trust against him, not that he'd damn her for it, but he did feel like puking most of the evening. He'd shaved his face, even put on cologne. He felt awkward in the shirt and tie he wore, Arianna looking like a million bucks in her dress. She'd assured him multiple times he looked fine, handsome even if she'd had to say it. He didn't much believe her, but she'd pushed him out the door and into the awaiting Uber anyway.

Finding their seats hadn't been a problem, Arianna on his arm as his eyes had darted around the concert hall. She'd grabbed a program since of course, he'd been too busy searching the faces of those around them. She'd told him not to look so nervous, but anxiety was wound tight in his gut. He hadn't actually seen Devina in years, a lot of years if you got down to it. It was highly likely that she was married, maybe even had kids. She was surely past her high school sweetheart, even if they'd dated for most of said high school experience. He'd swallowed hard as Arianna had settled them into their seats. He'd looked through the program, his eyes settling on her name as he read it over and over. Eventually he'd flipped the program over so he couldn't, then he'd begun to twist the paper for lack of anything better to do. Arianna had taken it from him, smacking his hands with it as she narrowed her eyes at him.

The performance was beautiful. Archer wasn't an artist of any kind, he couldn't sing and to listen to him try his hand at an instrument was ear splitting. That said, he'd always been able to appreciate it. Devina had even played a solo and he'd found himself mesmerized by her, forgetting for those few moments to be worried or anxious. It was easy to lose himself in her piece, but of course he found all of that worry again soon enough. Still, she'd been able to erase it for at least most of the performance, Arianna only having to hit him twice for his leg bouncing.

He'd stood almost immediately once it was over, though he'd clapped politely along with the others in attendance. He was ready to leave, to flee actually but of course his partner already had her vice like grip on him. Arianna was a good several inches shorter than he was, petite and slim but she had a strength to her that came from years of training. She forced him to walk at a leisurely pace into the main lobby, Archer already steering them for the exit. She'd pulled on him hard, telling him he'd already gotten this far, why not ask for Devina by name? They fought about that for a moment before Arianna had simply ignored him, grabbing someone who looked like they knew what they were doing and asking if Devina Chandra would be down to greet the audience. The person assured her that she would and Arianna looked pointedly at Archer who's face was already tinted pink. "Dammit Ari, can't we just leave? She's probably busy. She's probably got someone waiting on her," He grumbled even as his partner came back to him. Arianna scoffed at him of course and another argument ensued. He was ready to ring her neck, but she wasn't about to come off of this. She was determined that he was going to swim this tonight, though Archer felt a great deal like he was sinking into the abyss.

Arianna's eyes lit up. I see her! Archer had shown her pictures of their prom a while back, absolutely at her insistence and not because he'd wanted to. Archer froze when she'd spoken, his eyes widening. His stomach fell and again, he was sure he was going to puke. Arianna, damn her, grabbed him and whirled him around, pushing him forward. "I- wait a minute!" his voice was rushed, but by now Devina was standing directly in front of him, as gorgeous as ever. He thought he might just crumble, but Arianna elbowed him hard in the side. He grunted, but put on a crooked sort of smile. "I uh, hey." Beside him his partner was rolling her eyes and heaving a sigh. She wasn't impressed. "Sorry I'm, uh. Sorry. Hey Devina. It's great to see you." Arianna perked somewhat as Archer glanced at her. She made a face that clearly said say something else you idiot. "This is my partner, Arianna Gordon. Arianna, Devina." Arianna smiled, nodding her greeting before speaking up. I'll just be outside, gotta make a phone call anyway. Don't rush! Of course she was going to abandon him. Arianna turned on her heel before he could articulate a response. He was going to beat that girl later on.

He turned to look at Devina again and paused just a moment. She was breathtaking, no longer the teenager he'd been dreaming of but a girl who had blossomed into a woman. He felt his heart hammering in his chest and he was sure everyone could hear it. "The performance was great. I mean, you were great. It was... it was really beautiful." Once upon a time he'd had a way with words, though he felt like he was back in high school again, turning around to see that Devina had traded spots with someone just to be his lab partner. Things couldn't possibly go as well this time around, right?

DEVINA CHANDRA
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ESMERALDA
THIRTY ONE
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played by TEEJAY15 posts • prefers SHE/HER pronouns
I promised myself I wouldn't let you
complete me
Whatever nervousness she was feeling was being showcased by the man in front of her. Archer was just as nervous as she was but the woman--who he had introduced as his partner--was all bright smiles. Devina thought it was a strange way to introduce one’s girlfriend or wife unless they were going for the progressive, all inclusive type of speech. Besides, it just made sense that he would have found someone to share his life with after so many years. Devina hadn’t expected him to not move on even if her heart still ached at the sight of him. It was a long time ago they had been together and they had been children. She had dated after Archer had left for the military but none of them had ever captured her in the way he had. She’d only been fourteen when they met and yet now at thirty one, Devina had yet to feel something like she had with him. Really, it was quite pathetic and what did you say to the love of your life who was standing in front of you, twelve years older, and with a beautiful woman at his side. Nothing. It would be entirely selfish for Devina to put him into an awkward predicament.

”Thank you,” she said, smiling politely. Devina hoped and prayed he couldn’t see the sadness and regret in her eyes. That would only make this so much more uncomfortable than it already was. ”I’m glad you enjoyed it. Did your wife enjoy herself?” She didn’t even stumble over the word. She wanted to know if the Arianna was Archer’s wife, girlfriend, whatever as soon as possible. The sooner she figured out what was happening the sooner she could start the process of getting over the fact he’d well and truly moved on from her. Dev felt childish, a vulnerable girl again like she had been the day she watched the recruit bus pull away from the street. Archer would never know that she’d tried to stop him that day or that she’d had every intention of telling him she would marry him and follow him anywhere. Even though her dream of being a cellist was important, Devina would have found a way to have both of the things she wanted with determination. It was too late to start regretting being late all over again.

People were leaving the theater and moving around them in the middle of the sidewalk. Devina hardly noticed them at all. She was transfixed on Archer’s face. It was older now, more mature, and she could see how he’d gone from being a lanky kid to a man. He was the most handsome man she’d ever seen in her life and it was hard not to reach out and touch him. More than anything she wanted to let her fingertips trace along the angle of his jaw but it wasn’t her place to do that. It hadn’t been for over a decade. Archer was also no longer blonde but she found that didn’t upset her at all. Dev quite liked how good he looked with brown hair. For just a moment; however, she allowed herself to be transported back in time, remembering how they’d first met. She recalled how she had nearly knocked her friend off the stool at the lab table behind Archer just so the two of them would be partners. She remembered how well awkward he’d been when he first met his parents and how no matter how much they criticized him, he always held strong. He’d never let that drive him away. If anything, it had only made the two of them love each other that much more. Then she remembered the day he first learned about her magic and hadn’t been afraid of it. The first time they’d made love and how they had no real idea what they were doing, only that they wanted to. But the most vivid memories were when he’d asked her to marry him and Devina had said no. How she had explained she wasn’t ready because she still had things she wanted to do. At eighteen, she hadn’t wanted to let go of her dreams in favor of marriage. It had been the worst mistake she’d ever made.

A moment later, Devina snapped herself out of her reverie and came back to the present. ”I’m sorry, you were saying?” She felt sheepish for allowing her thoughts to get away from her. This had been a terrible idea. All the emotions over Archer that she had spent so much time suppressing suddenly came flooding back through her like someone had opened a dam in her heart. There was no stopping stopping said flood when the gate was open. It had to run its course. Devina bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep herself in check. She could feel her throat becoming tight which was a clear indication she could start to cry at any moment. ”Will you excuse me a moment?” she asked. Devina didn’t give him much of a choice before she weaved her way through the people around them and ascended the stairs back into the lobby. There was a bathroom just inside the doors and she went through the door marked for women. She needed a moment, just a moment to get her head straight and to calm her anxiety. Dev leaned against a sink and closed her eyes, counting her breaths as she took them. Using a bit of cool water from the sink, she splashed some onto her cheeks and then grabbed a paper towel to dry them. It helped only a little.

When she exited the lobby of the theater once more, Devina found that Archer hadn’t left but that Arianna was nowhere in sight. That was odd. Surely if they were a married couple she wasn’t wont to leave him with his ex-girlfriend. Dev walked down the stairs again. ”Sorry again,” she apologized. She didn’t bother to offer an excuse because she didn’t have one. ”So...how have you been?” It was the best she could think of to ask for the moment. It seemed the safest.

ICARUS H. ARCHER
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