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towerofanimus2012-01-28 12:47 pm
chronomancer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-01-28 12:47 pm
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?]
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?]
\o/
...one that doesn't fuck up paradox space so much he ends up swwimmin in his owwn corpses?
[Bitter, oh so bitter...]
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Being burdened with the destiny of one like ours is never simple. It would be hard to find a single living creature that has not made mistakes and had to learn from trial and error.
[ Heh. ]
... Even traversing time has that problem, because of the things that one can cause. The flow of time can be difficult to manage as much as any magic or weapon.
[ Not going to let you put yourself down, Mister! No we're not. ]
And... that aside, you're only one troll. I am only one person; it is not easy to handle the weight of that title by your lonesome.
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Yeah. But wwhen most people screww up, they don't end up dead. Repeatedly. Or end up doomin evveryone they care about.
[Self-loathing, baby, let's drown in it.]
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... No, I suppose not. But then that would make us virtually the same, in that case.
[ Sigh. The only thing that hadn't happened due to their childish naivete was that no one had died... yet, anyway. ]
And I suppose you want to tell me that you are worse because of the severity of your mistakes?
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It sucks. I suck at it and it sucks because I nevver get it right. Almost, but not quite.
[He snorts.]
And meanwwhile, doomed selvves runnin all over the damn place and me shovvelin the pile out of the wway.
[And all my friends getting hurt and none of the really big things changing like they should, and oh fuck, why did he get this power again?]
[1/2]
Normally, Link would be uncertain of what to say here, and be silent. Normally, being how they are, the Hylian would remain awkward and consoling, but--given that Link can relate to how Eridan feels more than he may know... then it's time to actually talk.
Properly.
Even if that meant looking like an idiot and pausing a lot and trying to figure out this social thing. ]
I... I am bad at emotional things, and poor at speaking to others or... that sort of thing, but... I just ask you to bear with me, for just a small time... while I think of what I want to say.
[2/3] OH NO I LIED. OOPS
I won't lecture you, because I'm sure you are quite tired of being told how to behave. But... allow me to tell you something a dear friend, whose situation was entirely my fault, told me:
[ And now Link offers Eridan a small, but serious smile. ]
I was chosen for this role. As were you. No matter how difficult or how poor at it either of us may be, we are not perfect, and to expect oneself to learn something as complicated as that overnight is unfair.
... I won't tell you how to feel; I've... [ Tentative pausing. Oooh, touchy feely subject here, ] felt similarly ever since I awoke to being told I was supposed to be the Hero of Time. Being the Hero of Time means you have to work alone. However--
[ Pausing once more, trying to find the words that are difficult to say, here. ]
I've always had my doubts, about the title itself. That maybe it shouldn't be me. You aren't as alone as you think, Eridan. You are one person: you. I want to be your friend, if you will let me be...? I cannot make it easier, but... I am willing to listen if nothing else. And understand. I want to know you, not the one from the other timeline, as an individual...
[3/3] OK DONE
And then promptly feels highly embarrassed and silly at all they've just said, looking away a bit flustered. ]
... Is... that all right with you? I-I mean to say, if it is all right with you...
T____T
...I'm. I'm sorry, that wwas out a line. I shouldn't havve snapped at you.
[He offers a very small smile, however. In a way, Links sounds a bit like himself, when he first started talking to Jade about this whole fucked up Time business. Except Link doesn't somehow make it all worse by opening his mouth.]
I... I wwould like that. Bein friends I mean. It'd be nice.
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You weren't! I just... I did not want to make this any harder on you than it needed to be, either...
[ Pause. But, friends is good! This is what they wanted, totally, and that makes the Hylian quite happy. Even if Link is kind of shy and derpy about it, offering a hand nevertheless, smiling (or attempting to, and looking sort of like a dork.)]
Then... you may consider it done. Thank you!
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It's okay. I don't think you should be doin the thankin here.
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The least I can do is offer to help... I realize how strange and difficult all of this may be, on top of being stuck here.
[ A beat goes by, but then, ] Oh, and... I do know a few things, so if I can help in any other form...
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[He nods, somewhat taken aback by the fact Link's so happy to have his friendship. That's. Well, a novelty, really. At least from Eridan's perspective. He's not that good of a friend, he thinks.]
I don't wwant to be a burden, I wwas just hopin to do a little explorin around here.
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On the subject though... ]
Do you happen to have a weapon on you? It would be wisest if you were armed, some of these floors are very dangerous. ... If not, I would not be opposed to going with you, I have been here for long enough to learn the layout.
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[Eridan shrugged, carefully avoiding to mention the state of his weaponry, which currently was null.]
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[ Not stupid, Eridan! Sorry. c: ]
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Ohshi--Eridan arched an eyebrow at Link, cocking his head to the side.]Noww, didn't say that, did I?
[He shrugged.]
Just that some a us don't carry our stuff wwhere evveryone can see.