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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?]
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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.