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[wwaterboy]

[Over the last month, Eridan has seen a couple of gold bloods who look like Sollux from a distance, but from their clothes and demeanour he knew they weren't his Sollux. He's ranged from relief to resentment over this. Why are there so many people from stupid worlds where sea dwellers are in charge, and Sollux and Feferi from his world are nowhere to be found?

On the other hand, he's pretty glad not to have anyone he knows around, because he can get away with more. He hasn't touched the pills in his trunk, and no one's called him a violent blood. No one expects him to do what they say, or gives him shit for having fins.

And today, Willow fixed his clothing so it looks brand new, and so he doesn't even look like a low-blood.

He's feeling pretty damn good about all this, right until he rounds the corner and sees another Sollux. This one in familiar clothing.

He freezes and stares for a moment, extremely aware of the kismesis ring on his left hand - which he's taken to wearing like some kind of security blanket, knowing that no one but him knows what it means - and the bee pin on his shirt - which he wears for the same reason]

Fuck--!

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[Oh god really? His stupid ass kismesis got roped into this thing too? Well, at least he could get himself out of here using Eridan probably. Several long strides later, Sollux was standing right in front of Eridan.]

Ee-dee what the fuck ith going on?

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan looks a little shell-shocked for a moment there. He really never expected to see his kismesis again, and there's a part of him that wants to throw his arms around him and hug him.

No way would he be caught dead doing that, though.

Instead he smirks.] Wwhat, the great information broker himself needs to beg for info from one a his hired minions? You're slippin', Sol.

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what the hell, another one?

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[ocariness]

[ Link recognizes the font color and typing quirk. Hadn't he still been here...? She'll be hurriedly switching to text (thank god she's learned how this terminal works), and typing.

Of course, only mildly being versed in this Hemospectrum nonsense, it never occurred to her using any font color would be odd. She just liked green once she learned about it. ]

Sollux? Do you not recall this place?

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Haha Sollux, very funny.

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I d0ubt y0u'll find 0ut wh0 is resp0nsible.

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[LIKELY NOT HIS SOLLUX, but he is still insulted.]

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[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[...well he knows A) His Sollux isn't a yellow blood and B) He's probably not talking to him.

...but he knows how his alternate dresses, and it wasn't in white suits. So maybe he was talking to him? He's going to skip the text, because that never does anything but confuse people.]

What the fuck are you even talking about?

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...What the fuck? Kay-kay why the shit are there two of you? [FALLIN' DOWN ALL THESE KKS]

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Late to the party as always...

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and I'm even later to replying so it's all good XD

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