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[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

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[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

...Theriouthly? [Fear very briefly flashes across his features. That sounds a little messy, to say the least.]

[wwaterboy]

I'vve nevver been so serious about anyfin in my fuckin' life. [He finds himself curling his fingers in Sollux' sleeve. He actually is relieved that Sollux is here] This guy I knoww, they turned him into this creepy hoofbeast thing with bones comin' out all ovver, and then they turned him back normal again. Except he wwas still an alien, but still. Normal, for him.

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

[Sollux's eyes go wide as Eridan grabs his sleeve, and even wider as he keeps talking.] Hey, don't freak out. I'm here and we're going to find thome way to get home, alright?

[wwaterboy]

I'm not freaking out! I'm tryin' to get you to fuckin' listen to me, because that's a thing you hardly evver do.

[He lets go, grabs his scarf, but carefully lets go of it instead of beginning to chew or worry at it with his fingers. He doesn't want to ruin it]

There's somethin' else-- [But then he pauses. No. Why should he tell Sollux anything? Let him find out for himself and get his ass kicked by a bunch of highbloods who think of him as low. He had it coming to him, anyway.] Nevvermind.

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

[Glare. Not believing that for a second.] What were you about to thay?

[wwaterboy]

[Scowling] Nothin'.

You wwant a tour or something? That seems to be a fashionable thing to do after bitchin' on the computer like a wwriggler.

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Dependth. You going to tell me where your new hive ith?

[wwaterboy]

Wwhy, so you can come bug me any time you like? [He'll probably tell him, if only so he can find out where Sollux is, too]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Of courthe. [And also, if that sort of crazy shit really is true, Sollux doesn't want to be alone in this fucked up place.]

[wwaterboy]

[Oh. Well, he doesn't know what to say to that.] Wwhatevver. You havve to tell me wwhere your hivve is, too, though. [And he heads towards the stairs. Coming, Sol?]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Thure I will, I'll show you once I figure out where you are. [He calmly strides towards the stairs, following alongside Eridan.]

[wwaterboy]

You're lyin'. [Scowling he sticks his hands in his pockets and slouches, walking up the stairs in an irritated, sulky manner.] I'm not sure wwhy I ought a do you any favvours.

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

And yet, here you are, thtill showing me where you thleep. [Sollux grins, taking the steps two at a time. He was admittedly a little proud to still have this much control over Eridan, despite the fact that they weren't home anymore.]

[wwaterboy]

Maybe I'll just push you off a the towwer instead.

[He lengthens his stride, his scowl deepening. He isn't sure if he wants Sollux knowing where he lives or not, is the problem. The idea is a little scary on some level, but at the same time he is glad to have someone here that he knows, and it's reassuring to have Sollux here, in particular. Sollux isn't someone he would need to protect, but instead someone who might protect him. He doesn't want to piss him off too badly, particularly before he gets that talisman from Sollux]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

I'd love two thee you try. [Sollux just chuckles, making sure to not fall behind Eridan. But he really is going to show Eridan his new living space, if for no other reason than in the event of an emergency, he wants Eridan to know where to find him.]

[wwaterboy]

You might be surprised, you knoww. Not only wwill your powwers not wwork in certain places, but I'vve got neww allies here wwith powwers that wwill bloww your little arrogant thinkpan. And they're wwilling to schoolfeed me in the magical arts, an pretty soon maybe you wwon't be able to push me around so easily, is all I'm sayin'.

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Tho you thtill believe in that fakey fake magic thtuff? [Sol just laughs really loud] Good to know.

[wwaterboy]

I didn't believve in it until she fuckin' fixed my clothes wwith a wwavve of her hand, and then turned herself into a fuckin' sea dwweller so she could swwim with me.

[Yeah, he's quite taken with her.

They finally reach his level and he moves to his door, pauses, then reluctantly unlocks the door and opens it]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Aww, Ee-dee hath a crush~ [He doesn't mind of course. The feelings sound infinitely more flushed than anything Sollux needs to worry about.]

Not two shabby. [And he just pushes himself past Eridan to take a look around the room]

[wwaterboy]

Shut up, you slippery eel. She's a wweird pink-skinned alien wwith no horns. [He growls, but he does have a bit of a flush crush and there's no reason why Sollux should care about that, anyway.

And fuck, why did he bring him here? So he could march into the place and look around like he owns it. Eridan rubs his shoulder and follows him in, closing the door behind him. Only two of the four beds are occupied, and Eridan's is pretty easy to tell from the sea shells scattered about and a bowl with a cuttlefish sitting on the side table.

He sits down on the sleeping rectangle, glaring at Sollux]

Satisfied?

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

[Predictably, he looks around like he owns the place. Once he reaches Eridan's table, he pokes the bowl with the cuttlefish watching it swim around with terror away from the giant finger. They were weird little creatures, but kind of cute in their uncouth, 2eadweller sort of way.]

Ith she a cute alien at leatht? [Nope, he's not letting that go, even as he sits next to Eridan on his rectangle.]

[wwaterboy]

Wwhat, are you bein' possessivve, noww? If anything happens betwween us, it'll be flushed, an' I definitely hate you, so it's none of your coddamn business. [Scowling and inching away a little. Personal space, have you heard of it??]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

What, am I not allowed to be curiouth about your other quadrantth?

[wwaterboy]

No. [Flatly. He's definitely not talking about his pale quadrant either. Not with this highblood asshole who would cull his moirail as soon as look at her]

[agoodoffen2e.livejournal.com]

Why the fuck not? [Sollux makes a living off of being a nosy fuck. And he's very, very bad at switching that off.]