[OPEN][BACKDATED] Stitch me back, one by one!

[chronomancer]

Characters: Jade!Eridan Ampora, and YOU!
Setting: Floor 15, the workshop.
Format: I'll start with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: In which Eridan pretends he knows how to sew. Spoilers, he doesn't. Backdated to before the Labyrinth event!
Warning: None? I'll add if necessary.

[It's really not that hard, he figures, to use his torn jacket as a pattern and make a new one with some scraps of red fabric lying around. It's just. Cutting fabric and sewing it together. How hard can it be?

Apparently, very hard and not really a project for the uninitiated.

He's left the whole mess on a workbench for now, focusing on patching up his other pair of pants. That, at least, he's relatively used to. It's not the neatest of stitch-work, but at least it'll hold.

At least, he thinks with grim amusement, he has two hands now, to do this. Otherwise it'd be well and truly hopeless.]

Comments

[firststep]

[He can feel your skepticism man 8(]

I'll be okay. ...I'm not really used to seeing that sort of thing, that's all.

[YORI MAKE SENSE WILL YOU.]

[chronomancer]

If you're--

[Wait.]

See?

[firststep]

...Yes?

[Oh wait bafjhafakjf WHOOPS SLIPPED UP THERE YORI.]

[chronomancer]

See what, exactly?

[firststep]

The...zombies. And stuff.

[chronomancer]

...from one cagey bastard to another, you're being pretty fuckin' cagey.

[firststep]

Am I? My friend back home always says I'm not careful enough.

[chronomancer]

That might be because your friends at home already know what the hell you're talking about?

[firststep]

I guess, sorta? Even she sometimes thinks I'm just weird about stuff.

[chronomancer]

[Deadpan, have I mention how much he loves deadpans? Also, ignore the flare of sympathy, okay. He knows all about being weird.]

You're derailing.

[firststep]

[Though in Yori's case, "weird" might be a bit of an understatement.]

Oh, urm. Sorry. What were we talking about, again?

[chronomancer]

The undead for some reason, also why the hell you look ill.

[firststep]

Oh, urm. It's because of the undead? Bodies should not work like that.

[chronomancer]

Doesn't matter if they should or shouldn't, they just do. So you shoot them in the head.

[MEMORIES. Also, deadpan.]

And you're still derailing. What did you see?

[firststep]

[Sob memories...]

Urm. Exactly what you just said.

[chronomancer]

Wwat.

[firststep]

Zombie headshots are...scary.

[Yori: Be too honest for your own good.]

[chronomancer]

No, they're not, they're satisfying.

[And he means it. Also MOAR HEADSHOTS!]

And you're still not making a lick 'a sense.

[firststep]

[Noooo why :(]

Urm, if you're the one doing them? But I kind of didn't really want to know how headshots look like. Let alone zombie ones.

[chronomancer]

[LMAO, because.]

And how exactly would you know that? What they look like, I mean. It ain't like I'm showin' off photos or anythin'.

[firststep]

...I just do?

[How is he supposed to explain mindreading!!]

[chronomancer]

[Dude, I have to explain timeloops, you can explain mindreading. B|]

Like a gift or somethin'?

[A little suspicious here.]

[firststep]

[Screech okay he doesn't like having to explain mindreading because it usually makes people scared or upset or both.]

That's one way of putting it. Though, urm. Gifts shouldn't normally scare people.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan snorts. Real loud. He thinks about Taiki and the horrified look on his face, watching Eridan die.]

Not really, that's just something they tell you to try and make you feel better about it. Gifts can and will suck.

[firststep]

[...N O P E.]

Oh, I know that. ...Also dying really isn't a gift of any kind.