Tell me that I'll figure it out...

[moralabsolutism]

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[emotioneater]

He passed the cigarette over to her after taking one last long drag. "The last issue that came up has caused a lot of ripples. It's affected everyone 'n everything." He hadn't told Nancy about how he'd voted on the issue. It wasn't that he'd outright lied, exactly, he'd just failed to tell her anything at all about the vote.

The last month had been difficult. He'd gotten tied up trying to balance out both sides of his job. As Marquess, he had to keep the best interests of the Nest in mind. But being on the Night Council meant he couldn't just throw his weight around and make things rosy for the vampire clan. Every action had a consequence. If he pushed too hard, the whole supernatural community could start to crumble.

He idly combed his hand through Nancy's hair, occasionally gently pulling out a knot that had formed through the red locks. "It's a balancing act. Like bein' on a tight wire at the circus. Only I don't have a net beneath me. I'm just waiting t'fall off and break my neck." She's the only one he'd trust with these words. Anyone else would see it as weakness that could be used against him.

[stauncherhearted]

She plucks the cigarette from his hands, taking a slow drag herself. Lipstick colors the filter.

When she exhales, she leans up and plants a soft kiss on Cooper's forehead. "If you fall, I'm here to catch you," she promises him. It often feels like there isn't much she can do for him. She's just a human, a witch, sure, but she's still human. She's twenty, and all of this is so big. Last year, she'd never thought she'd be in this position.

Honestly, any politicians she wound up in bed with were always paying.

Nancy takes another drag on the cigarette, then hands it back to Cooper.

"The last issue." She knows what it was. But now she needs to know how he voted. Why he voted that way, if what Eames said was true. "Thank you, by the way, for not siding with that awful woman." Please don't tell her she's wrong, Nancy hopes against hope.

[emotioneater]

He can sense the love and trust radiating off of her even without his powers. She was his lifeline, something he could turn to when everything seemed to be falling out from underneath his feet. He'd wanted power for so long, and now that he had it, he was afraid he was going to lose it all.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably around when Nancy talks about the vote. Oh dear. Here it came. "Um, well, about that..." His face said it all. Cooper had sided with Samantha on the vote for summoning magic. It had come down to his vote to make it go one way or the other. He'd had the ability to influence things and he'd done so, for better or for worse.

[stauncherhearted]

Oh. Fuck.

Nancy tenses in his arms, sitting up slightly in bed. "You've got to be kidding me." She turns to look at him, her brow furrowed, lips pursed. She'd told Eames with certainty that there was no way he'd voted for Samantha's proposal.

And it turned out she was dead wrong.

She pinches the bridge of her nose, hunching herself forward a little. "I'm sorry- I don't understand." Why would he do that?

[emotioneater]

Well, there went the rosy afterglow. He was the one who had brought the subject up, so he had no one to blame for where the conversation had gone but himself. He plucks the cigarette from her slim hand, taking a drag on it before he answers her.

"I had t'vote with what I thought was best. The fae are a problem that's unpredictable. It's something that needed t'be dealt with." This is something he's let no one see before. During the campaign, part of his strategy had been to be seen as being open to all supernatural types. But, in truth, Cooper had a long-seated prejudice against the fae. Besides his personal history, including his addiction, he saw the way they put themselves above all other races. They were not to be trusted.