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[au1] eridan ampora

.001 ♒ chronicAugustus began pestering...? [TEXT]

i think this is a stupid thing to ask
but i cant think a any other wway to phrase it
so

wwhat are wwe evven Supposed To Do here?
just
not get culled by monsters at night an eat wwhatevver they feed us an just
survvivve

thats it?

[...someone is not taking well to being "aimless". Help? Also, if you want to run into him he's in the Network terminal closest to 1-10. I'm cool with action tags.]

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[He nods, watching Eridan flip on through. To use slang terminology that he would have no way of knowing: "Well, that's a duh."]

[Eridan finishes the notes after a long moment, seemingly reading and rereading certain passages, before he carefully shuts the notebook.]

Thank you.

[Just as carefully, he offers the notebook back.]

you're welcome. [He takes the book back and promptly sets it back in its place, somewhere in the mountain range of reading material behind him.] did you glean anything interesting?

Aside the fact wwe're fucked, you mean?

[Eridan smiles humorlessly.]

The fact I'm goin to go stir crazy vvery soon, it seems.

...almost certainly.

[Holy shit. Was that an undertone of amusement in his voice, beneath the monotone? Holy shit. STOP THE PRESSES--]

...good thing I'm not prone to homicidal outbursts, I guess.

[He runs a hand through his hair, skillfully avoiding the horns.]

Damn.

[Dayum. That takes skill. But, homicidal outbursts? Where did that come from?]

...are such outbursts a recurring problem in your society?

[Evasive.]

...maybe. You could say that.

[So then they probably are. Somehow he is not surprised much by this.]

i see.

You'vve met a lot of trolls.

[He nodded in the general direction of the notebook and all those notes.]

Wwhat do you think?

that part was a collaboration between myself and someone else, who specifically looked for the trolls.

...but yes, i've met a lot of them.

[What he thinks... um...]

[Ienzo is silent for a surprisingly long time.]

...it is surprising how similar to human beings you are... in terms of intelligence, anyhow. i would have thought that you would be less advanced, but it seems as if you are on the same level, if not higher.

[He's thinking of Kanaya... urk. Kanaya...]

[Honesty. How... surprising. Rude, but almost refreshing. Eridan snorts in reply and arches an eyebrow as he speaks, almost mocking.]

Ethnocentric much?

possibly.

[He's not going to deny him that.]

but considering the distance between our worlds? you could have developed as a species very, very differently.

...wwell, it wworks both wways. im sorry but humans are wweird.

well, of course. [So similar, and yet so different; it would make sense for members of each species to think that the other was 'weird'.]

[Eridan smiles faintly, trying to make light of the situation and joke a little.]

I think the wweirdest think about you is the lack of fashionable horns.

...in human society, horns are typically reserved for either animals or mythological demons. i don't think the rest of humanity would share your views.

See? Proof humans are wweird. There's nothing wwrong wwith horns. Horns are awwesome.

to your species, perhaps. but the stigmas are different.

...well... [He looks around.] ...there's no reason to continue discussing this. is there anything else i can help you with?

Don't think so.

[Eridan shrugged.]

Thanks.

you're welcome.

...i don't believe i got your name?

Oh, right.

Eridan Ampora.

[Eeeeeeenteresting.]

...and i am ienzo.

a pleasure to meet you, eridan.

Likewwise.

[He stays silent for a moment, unsure what to say, then he shrugs.]

I'll just... stop takin up your time then.

farewell, then.

[He walks over and opens the door for Eridan to leave.]

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