towerofanimus | This wasn't part of the plan...

Characters: Eridan and YOU.
Setting: Room 1-10; Dormitory Hallways, attmepting to head towards the cafeteria.
Format: Starting with Action tags, but I'll match your preference.
Summary: In which Eridan wakes up and Is Not Dead, followed by a self-pity storm, followed by a bit of exploration. And oatmeal.
Warnings: Ridiculous amounts of self-pity. Additional warnings will be added as necessary.

Room 1-10.

[Eridan was not having a good day. For one thing, he was having a day in the first place. Which wasn't supposed to happen. He knew that much. For another, looking into the trunk at the feet of the bed he'd woken up in - his? - he found his Time Reels. Completely unreeled. So he's trying really hard not to go into meltdown at the whole situation by carefully trying to fix his damn reels back as they should be. Which wasn't really working out all that well.

So there he is, sitting on his own bed, tangled beyond hope in what seems like miles of film, trying to carefully reel it all back in place. And very casually hyperventilating at the fact he was alive. He really wasn't supposed to be, dammit.]

Dormitory Hallways.

[Having given up on fixing his reels - right now - Eridan chose to explore a bit and see what kind of people were around. He walks around the dormitory hallways, with this defensive, "I have no fucking idea where I am" expression on his face, feeling unnerved and lacking in weapons or defenses.

But he's hungry and the letter said he could find food at the cafeteria, which is where he's hoping to go. At some point. When he stops being hopelessly lost and jumpy about every shadow in the corridors.

Hey, he's not the Hero of Space, alright? Cut him some slack. ...please?]

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You live in a dethert?

[He assumed this Eridan probably couldn't swim. It wasn't like Sollux had any intention of going near the water if he could avoid it. Too bad he'd been assigned to clean the pool]

There'th thome kind of monthter, I don't know. It'th not usually there, but I heard it'th really nathty if it showth up.

Yeah. Wwell, livved. After SGRUB there isn't much a it left I guess.

[He looked thoughtful.]

So the monsters are real, then. I'm guessin they're not like the ones you fight inside the game, though. Right?

Yeah, guethh not. You played THGRUB, too?

[Nod] Thome of them are. I thaw thome impth, jutht like in the game, but there are lotth that are nothing like oneth in the game.

Wwell, it figures.

[Eridan looked pretty disgruntled at the prospect. But without a riffle and his Time Reels in a mess... hell, he'd conform with a shovel, really.]

Yeah, wwe played the game. But it didn't turn out too wwell.

When doeth it ever? Did you end up on the athteroid?

Awwaitin certain death, yeah.

Yeah. [He stretches. It feels far away to him now] And now we're in thith fucking tower, awaiting thertain death. Want to get thomething to eat?

[...whoa, switching tracks too fast. Eridan blinks and takes a moment before he nods.]

Yeah, okay.

[Hey, he has a two-track mind, what do you want?

He nods and gestures towards the stairs]

You'll have to eat thith shitty grain thtuff firtht, thorry.

...dare i ask wwhy?

Fuck if I know... All I know ith, everyone hath to, and nothing'll thtay down until you do. It'th probably got drugth in it or thomething.

I swwear, this place just gets better and better the more I learn about it.

It'th not all bad, but it'th pretty bad thometimeth...

...that implies there's somethin you like about this place.

[Eridan sounds put out, but there's a bit of legitimate curiosity underneath that.]

[He thinks about that] It'th not bad not being in the Veil. I haven't gone blind or died yet, and death ithn't even permanent here.

Thometimeth it'th interethting, I guethh. And AA ith alive here, tho that'th a huge pluth. Altho my Anthethtor ith here, tho I got to meet him, and that'th pretty cool.

Yeah. That... sounds almost okay.

[He nods, though he still looks uneasy.]

I guess I just keep expectin the other shoe to drop.

Oh, it will.

...Thpeaking of other shoeth, you should probably thtay away from Dualthcar. Ith he thtill your anthethtor where you come from?

...no, he's not.

[Well, that's one hell of a shoe to drop, thanks, Sollux.]

I'll stay awway from him.

He'th a finfathe, tho I guethh not. But I don't know...there could have been a Jade blood version of him, too. I jutht thought I'd warn you, becauthe he'th racking up the body count.

There was, the Jade blood version of him is my ancestor.

[Eridan smiles thinly, clearly not very willing to dwell on the subject much.]

He sounds like an asshole.

I figured you probably had one... He ith an athhhole, but no thurpritheth there, all thingth conthidered.

Yeah.

[A terse nod.]

I'm not surprised, either. You said your Ancestor wwas here too. He's alright, then?

[He pauses, slightly uncomfortable] He'th okay, I guethh. He wath tortured and enthlaved and turned into a helmthman before coming here, tho he'th a bit...edgey. But he'th nithe.

[Yeah... we're not talking about this anymore.]

...oh.

[Awkward silence. Uh.]

...What?

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