.007 ♒ chronicAugustus is hungry [text]

[chronomancer]

so
just cause askin aint evver hurt anyone
i dont suppose some a you feel like sharin a pint or twwo a blood wwith a poor starvvin undead abomination
i mean
here i am
askin all politely an shit
an its all goin to the good cause a me Not Starvvin
cause lemme tell you
starvvation
Not Fun at all
i mean wwe havve Great Concerns an all wwith all this Temporal Fuckery messin up shit all ovver the place
an i Get It
its important stuff
but seriously
help a brother out





that said
if yer Drunk or Drugged or you havve a Condition
the answers no
thanks
but No
sharin is carin an all
except wwhen it comes to hangovvers

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[chronomancer]

[Eridan pushed his sunglasses up into his hair.]

You're unbelievable. Have I told you that before? 'cause you are.

[He chuckles.]

Alright, alright. Respect due to my gracious elders who do so know better.

[Did you want half a bow? 'cause you just got one, Signless.]

I just need a wrist, 's all.

[iron_infidel]

[He greatly appreciates the gesture, with a simple nod, silence and he jets his wrist forward at other. ]

One might say you are...insufferable, but those would not be my words.

[chronomancer]

Oh, darling.

[Let him grab Signless' wrist with two hands, absently rubbing it to get a feeling of muscles and tendons and where exactly to bite.]

I am insufferable. It just happens to be part of my charm.

[He offers a shameless smile.]

Ready?

[iron_infidel]

If I didn't know any better...I would say you are flirting.

[Excuse me sir, you need to stop.]

[chronomancer]

Good thing you know better, then.

[Yeeeeah, that's totally a leer. Choice class leer right there. Seriously, it doesn't get leer-er than that.]

Now then, are you ready?

[iron_infidel]

Yes.

[A beat. Now it;s time for his humor.]

Be gentle, it is my frist time.

[Well...he tried...maybe to much?]

[chronomancer]

Unbelievable.

[Eridan laughed in delight. And then all of a sudden snapped his jaws shut on Signless' wrist, breaking skin and sinking into the tender flesh beneath. He released his hold after a moment, since he wasn't trying to tear a chunk off preachy, precious mutant. And instead he fastened his lips to the wound, greedily drinking up the offered blood.]

I'm writing porn here, pretty sure.

[iron_infidel]

[The initial bite caused the troll to jolt. The whole experience was new to the older troll and he hadn't been expecting something so sharp and piercing to break into his body. Purely his naivety was apparent. The second wave of action was a lot less painful and more...tickling? Was that even a word, perhaps alien was better. The pain of the initial wound remained but the warmth wetness of his mouth, almost soothed the initial shock that came with the puncture. It was down right relaxing...almost.]

Scandalous.

[chronomancer]

[He paced himself good on this one, unlike he had with Gamzee. For one, because Signless was helluva smaller than the juggalo bastard, and by sheer volume alone it'd kill him if he hit him as hard as he'd hit Gamzee.

For another, because this wasn't going to come even close to sating him and he needed to fool his system that he was getting more blood than he actually was. Which was a fucking bitch, in and of itself, because he really was more or less starving, fuck it all.

But oh well, one did what one had, and he really wasn't gonna go about murdering Dolorosa's kid. That was just not done.]

Re: Scandalous.

[iron_infidel]

[As the feeding continued, signless slipped into a stupor. His body slowly began to adjust to the blood loss, systems slowed as did his breathing. It was not a danger but a precaution to what lay ahead. Instinctually his arm began to shake from the strains of the positon being hel for a while. Slowly the apendage began to sink to rest against the table.]

[chronomancer]

There now, darling.

[Eridan stopped as the older troll became more and more languid, licking the wound one last time before he pulled out some gauze from his pockets. Ought to be prepared, for these things. He pressed the gauze into the wound and raised Signless arm, at least above his head.]

That's a job well done, thank you.

[iron_infidel]

[He managed to give a nod and continued to hold the wound above his head, knowing it was the best option. A smile came to his features though, he was glad he could help the troll.]

You...are welcome.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan smiled back.]

It should heal up nicely. You're not too dizzy now, are you?

[iron_infidel]

[He shook his head and brought his free hand up to rest his forehead within his palm.]

I will be fine, do not worry yourself.

[chronomancer]

Ought to.

[He grins a little teasingly.]

Can't go around letting you die now, can I? Wouldn't be fair.

[iron_infidel]

Not sure if fair is the question. Death...is not...foreign to me within this tower. Be it by the events of the tower or by the hands of another.

[He brings his gaze to him and smiles.]

I am glad to help, though.

[chronomancer]

...I know how this goes, y'know. I used to do this with your lusus. Either we go off topic or we're gonna sink into a bottomless black hole of apologies and appreciation.

[Eridan smirks, lopsided.]

[iron_infidel]

This does not surprise me. Considering that she is my lusus and thus my teacher, we are expected to share a lot of the same patterns.

[He matches the smirk with one of his own]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan sniffs disdainfully, obviously putting up a show.]

You two are not entirely dissimilar, no.

[And then the smirk softens just a tad.]

But still, that means I can't let you die just to save my ass. I can already hear her scolding me for that.

[iron_infidel]

Even if you did I do not think she would notice. You know that it has been some time since she left this tower.

[His voice goes solemn at such a topic.]

[chronomancer]

It's the thing, that.

[Eridan's expression loosens a little, looking a fraction of how tired he really feels.]

Ought to remember, ought to keep track. Worst thing you can do now, is forget.

[iron_infidel]

I will never forget her!

[His fist clenches a tad, but quickly as it constricts it calms.]

...I'm sorry. It is a nerve of a subject.

[chronomancer]

I know you won't.

[Ignore the way Eridan rubs at your wrist, Signless.]

But I might. So I gotta try not to. You help a lot with that, y'know?

[iron_infidel]

[Why are you rubbing his wrist? Whatever your reason it doesn't seem the bother him much, but the touch causes the hand to twitch slightly.]

How would you forget someone like that? She tried all her might to help when she could, any troll within the tower. I would expect no different from her and to me she was more then a follower. I owe her more then I can ever give.

I thank you though for telling me that I keep her memory alive.

[chronomancer]

[Because he's a skeevy little freak? I mean, Signless, bb. Get on with the program. Eridan lets go of him eventually, shifting to get comfortable on the table, and taps on his skull, near the base of a horn.]

'cause this ain't as clear as always, yeah? Sometimes I forget things, here and there.

[Like, oh, difference between friend and foe? Whoops.]