http://terranicidal.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] terranicidal.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] animus_network2011-11-14 07:25 pm

text >> voice.

[this is the single most sloppy filter in the history of mankind, attempted toward the 'Tower superiors'. and yet it's fail knows no bounds... and thus, it's visible to everyone in the Tower at large.]

this is enoguh. twe've been in this tower for how long?? this' fso bullshit and tis' not tehe way it should be

i dont care if it takes forvevr, i am going to wait outsidethe elevtorr until i see you. and when i seesdsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
[sorry, sorry-- he got distracted and leaned an elbow on the keyboard--] ffhh34555555555 |

[...uh. 35 minutes later:]

mn like it?? you thinik im just gona [well, he came BACK with the intention of TOTALLY TELLING YOU OFF... but nope, distracted again.]

[......62 minutes later; sounding slightly or more than slightly slurred and groggy:]

...Jus'... give me Lilith, 'n I won't... [a hesitation. won't what? kill them? he would, and he knows it, even if he's more than a little tanked. he wonders if they would even believe him if he lied, but he'd almost be willing to promise anything at this point... the taste of freedom and hope -- that they could get out of here and run, just RUN and never have to go back to the colony--]

I'll-- do whatever you want, jus'...

[...a few beats of silence. then, the sound of one of his trusty bottles from home tipping, spilling pungent contents-- a muffled profanity... and the feed ends. oops. he is going to be so pissed about this later. ...the entry, not the spilled booze. though he might be pissed about that too.]

[ooc: open for everyone slkdjfs idek... someone wants his not!girlfriend okay. he's currently making a mess of things in the halls outside the dorms on his way up, so catch him there if you want.]

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Abel... Abel, I love you.

[Does he seem to be taking a long time to die? God, Abel, you're SO DRUNK.]

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pfft tomorrow is another day, and he'll be relying on the severe hangover to stop any serious harm coming to him.]

You... you love me too, right?

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps he feels a little bad now, his arms lifting to hold Abel in return.]

I feel... a bit better.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[It serves him right for getting drunk and then begging for Lilith, not that this had made Cain jealous at all or feeling the childish and selfish need to reassert his ownership on his brother.]

...it's okay, I know. Of course I know.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Feeling guilty about his actions now, pushing down the reasons why as deplorable, he simply pulled Abel tighter to lay with him on the bed.]

I'm not going to die, I feel lots better now. You cured me.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now he feels guilty and mildly irritated at Abel for spoiling the moment, not that any of this shows outwardly.]

You won't, I promise. Now go to sleep.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't... think like that.

We'll find the way home, and they'll all be waiting for us, you'll see.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-15 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Abel...

[He sat up as well, less clumsily than his brother, and reached out to press his fingers over Abel's heartbeat.]

You would never not be able to find me, they would never be able to keep us apart. Trust me, I promise I will find us a way out of here.

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
You'll never ever have to do it without me, you know that.

[Sob. Little does he know.]

[identity profile] terranities.livejournal.com 2011-11-22 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Running fingers gently through Abel's hair.]

Try to sleep.