towerofanimus | 001- What a wonderful first day!

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[ou] eridan ampora

001- What a wonderful first day!

Characters: Eridan Ampora & YOU
Setting: Dorm Room 3-06, Cafeteria and the hallways and stairways between.
Format: action brackets
Summary: Eridan's first day...
Warnings: Possible Violence, and language.

[That was a hell of a nightmare. The sound of chainsaws echo through his mind, slowly turning into the smashing and rumbling of the Giant Space Whale's onslaught. Aw, hell. That certainly wasn't a pleasant awakening. For that matter, where the hell was his recuperacoon, and where the -hell- was his awesome clothes? This was so drab and certainly not him. Well, at least wherever the hell he was, they were kind enough to at least give him some info. He places the glasses that were conveniently on his nightstand and reads his letters. Of course his world was destroyed. If they had gone along with his plan, they could have at least saved something!]

What the fuckin' hell! How the fuck can it be all fuckin' gone in a matter a' seconds...

[Best not to think about it. He shrugs. His stuff is in that chest, right? Maybe if he can just reach into it and....yeah, as if his morning couldn't get worse, it's covered in rubble. Not much, but enough to make it not fucking worth dirtying his hands to get at. He'll get it another time, he supposes. Time to figure out how to get around here... After a few moments of hanging around, he attempts to leave the dorm room, and make his way through the hall towards the elevators. He feels incredibly stupid not arming himself, but putting himself in a dangerous situation and being a damsel in distress is a perfect conversation starter!]

[Yep, Eridan went the wrong way down one of the hallways, and is faced with various bruiser-style monsters... I'm lazy, so you can pick whatever he's up against. Whatever makes it cooler for your character, he's up against that. They're kind of blocking his way, and fish is on the menu! This will probably happen several times on his journey through the tower.]

Fuck, can't a troll get acquainted with a new fuckin' place without havin' to strife! Can we just like... call this off and battle another time? I'm not really prepared or anythin' an' if I was you'd be fuckin' DEAD. Killin' things like you has kinda been a way a' life for me an' believe me I got so many overpowered weapons you'd have had no chance. Consider it me showin' mercy on your pathetic asses. Not that I fuckin' have any flushed interest in any a' you ugly things. You're pathetic in a totally platonic way. Total platonic pity. Now just step aside, I'm just as hungry as you are an' I need some nourishment. You're kinda in my way...
[Nope, they just trudge towards Eridan...Who promptly attempts to abscond. Cue chase scene. Insert appropriate music here while Eridan runs, scared for his life. He can't back it up ever.]

[Obligatory first meal. Can't have giant fuckin' space whales without getting some kind of nourishment. He doesn't care if there's shit going on, he wants food, and he wants it NOW!]

Hey! I want some fuckin' service in here, I don't care what's goin' on, I'm hungry, an' I want some fuckin' FOOD.

[Cue bowl of oatmeal.]

Oh, so is this what you humans call fuckin' food? You expect a violet-blooded troll like myself to eat this pauper garbage? Get it the fuck out a' my face.

[After much complaining and finding out no one is really listening or caring. He sits down and enjoys his meal. As much as someone can while there's bullshit going on. Feel free to bother him.]

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[Oh shit, that voice. Isn't she? Didn't he...? He really has no clue. She doesn't seem too mad... hopefully she won't remember what he did and what is he going to do about it if it comes up? Tell her? No way, that'd be stupid. "Hey, can we be moirails again even though I killed you?" Still though, he tries to move towards the voice...]

F-Fef? That you? You're alive?

Edited 2012-08-15 04:02 (UTC)

It's me. I'm fine, don't worry about that.

[She holds her free arm up, waving.

No, she doesn't remember what happened. What she does remember is how completely lost she's been without a proper moirail around. She also remembers why things didn't work out. But maybe it can here. She's willing to give it a second chance.

But she can't lie to herself and say she's not a touch worried about what's going to happen once things regarding the current state of her quadrants comes up.]

[Normally, he should be very, very pissed. But here, he feels like he's a fish out of water...familiarity is familiarity, no matter how jealous he may be. He immediately runs to her, hoping it'll be an actual nice reunion... She's got a weapon, after all.]

You're not mad at me or anythin'...?

...why would I be mad at you? It looks like you just washed up here, and too much whale shit - literally - has been happening for me to be pissed off at anyfin but the cause of it.

[He's not going to push it. Best to forget about it. It leads to a much faster friendship and there's certainly nothing wrong with this in Eridan's mind whatsoever. Certainly nothing bad could happen if he sweeps it under the rug. Eridan nervously rubs the back of his neck.]
I kinda just did...
Nevermind that though...Whale shit? reely?

I just got here, what the fuckin' hell is goin' on I'm hearin like all this rumblin' an' it's not givin' me many good feelin's...

Okay. Then I guess you got the letter, or whatever. I'm not reely confinced that all of that stuff's true, but now's not reely the time to discuss all that.

So yesterday, there was an announcement on the network from the admins that run the plaice saying the power levels were off. Nobubbly was shore what that meant till the tower started shaking. Not long after that, someguppy saw a giant whale breach. It started ramming the plaice. Things aren't reely stable up there. The lower floors aren't a lot betta. I'm glad I laid some important things out last night, or I'd have been in trouble this morning.

Yeah I'm really not buyin' any a' that garbage you can't really just blow up a world like that especially because I WAS JUST THERE BEFORE I GOT HERE. had it blown up I would a' fuckin' known.

Giant whale? Well a good thing they got me here you know I'm like a fuckin' pro at killin' giant whales.

Well, If I could get at my trunk. Curse all a that inconveniently placed brubble...rubble....bubble... oh glub i'm fish punnin' again.

There's evidence for and against it. It's one big conchplicated mess. But that's a talk for later, when fins are a little more stable. Not in the middle of an emergency. I'm swimming myshellf ragged trying to check on trolls from three or four different universe, friends from everywhere...

[Nervous laughter. Not that she isn't happy as she can be with Genda, but she also doesn't want Eridan running off trying to find him after Gamzee flew off the handle and threatened to kill him the other day.]

Do you want me to try and kelp you get in there?

I think it might be good, could be usin' someone else hands to get it open.

[god forbid he dirty his own.]

Wait, wait... alternate universes? Weird time bullshit? Fuck, as if we didn't have enough a that with the memos an' everythin' already...

[Oh, no, he didn't.]

...excuse me? I can kelp you move some of the bigger pieces out of the way so it's easier to get to, but I can't spend all day getting your things out. There's a lot to do, and I'm sorry, but I've got some pretty big responsibubbilities. People trust me to have their dorsal fins, Eridan, and if I don't, that's not good.

And when I say alternate universes, I mean, versions of us with different blood colors. Different backstories. Less weird time shit and more stuff that's actually happened differently.

Well, I won't ask you to move all a' the rubble what kind a' person would I be orderin' you around...Classic you though always havin' all your affairs in order an' helpin' out everyone so much more than me.. don't be gettin' me wrong, I'm grateful for the help an' everythin'...

[Awkward silence while he tries to compose himself. That was awkward, even for him.]

So, you're sayin' there's different versions a' us runnin' around in different castes an' different worlds period?

That's almost frightenin'. I can't imagine another me. Bet they're a gigantic fuckin' loser who only dreams a' bein' someone like me.

[Enough with the ego stroking]

For what its worth though, I'm happy to see you're alright.

[Because this is like going back to the old days, somewhat.]

Eridan, you're not getting it! At any other time, I would be happy to show you around, introduce you to my fronds, get you acclimated. But these are not normal circumstances, so you can just stick that 'you're helping everyone more than me' idea right up your nook. It isn't that I don't care, it's just that there are bigger fish to fry right now.

...I've met the other you. Two other versions of you, though one of them has left already. They're different, but I wouldn't judge either of them before meeting them.

Thank you. [And her face finally softens into a smile.] I don't have long, so let's try and get the worst of the rubble away from your trunk so you've at least got a weapon on hand.

[Eridan nods. Thank god someone's gonna be helping him...]

Oh you must a' had your hands full then... Two other me's, I don't even think I can handle another me gettin' attention.

[Nervous, awkward laugh.]

That's a subject for another time.

[She stops, putting her hands on her hips.]

Listen, Eridan. There are a few things you need to get your head around if you're going to make it okay here. If you don't, you're going to die. You're going to die a lot. I don't want that to happen.

The first: you're not the center of attention anymore. You aren't going to have drones at your beck and call to do whatever it is you want done. You're going to have to get your hands dirty, and you're going to have to do some work.

The second: You're going to need to make friends - and I mean real ones, not 'people who I can whine to and then ignore when they need something'. Real friendship is a two-way street, Eridan. You've got to be willing to look past where someone is from, put all this hemospectrum bullshit aside, and do some give-and-take.

The last, which is really part of the second, is that I can't be your only source of support. I've had maybe four hours of sleep over the last two days because I've been fighting to keep everyone here safe. That hasn't even been good sleep because I don't have a proper recuperacoon. The fact that I'm taking time out of that this morning to give you a hand really isn't something you need to act entitled to get because you're new here and you're from home. It's something I'm doing as a favor to you.

Are we good?

[For once, Eridan remains silent. All she gets is a nod. She was really one of the few that could get him to shut up, once and awhile. He wouldn't mind that whole "real friends" thing. Or any friends, period. This lecture was kind of reminding him of old times.]

Fef you know I've almost always had your back. An' honestly I'm not too keen on seein' you die again either. [even if it was his fault.]
That all seems so hard.

'Almost always' isn't going to be -- wait. Wait just a damn minute. You said 'die again'.

[She takes one hand off her hip and points it at him, and she can't control the way it shakes.]

What in the name of the horrorterrors did you mean by 'again'?

[Oh shit, he's sweating now. He didn't expect to be telling things so soon...]

Long version, or the short one?

The very long version. As if you were telling it to a legislacerator.

[Eridan gives a heavy sigh... There's a pause from him, as if he's trying to figure out how to say it...]

What do you last remember before comin' here, first off?

I'd taken a nap in Gamzee's horn pile, then woken up and was chatting with Sollux.

Now, it's your turn.

Was in the middle a' a showdown between myself, Vris, an' gamz and Kan showed up an' broke my wand.... but before that, probably right around the time you were chattin' it up with Sol... an'

[Holy shit, that is a convienient plot monster behind Feferi.. and he's hearing noises behind himself as well. This is probably the most fortuitous thing. They don't look too strong, but they're not weak either! But this is the perfect distraction to get out of explaining this to her!]

Fef, don't get mad... but there's somefin' behind you....
[Welp, the ones behind Eridan certainly made themselves known with a growl of some kind. They're probably out of Fef's view, though!]
an' apparently behind me...

Oh, no, you don't. You are not using the whole 'there's something behind you, Fef' excuse to get out of this --

[-- except that noise definitely just got louder. Only a few of them, looks like, but any monster during the day - especially a few giant bees - need to be dispatched.]

-- shit. Get behind me and find a dark spot to hide in, and don't make any noise. If you can't find something like that, then get back to your room and try and find me later. Monsters are usually weaker in the daytime, but who knows, with the way things are messed up right now.

[At least she's armed. She proceeds to run one of those bees through with one end of her trident, using that end to smack another one of them into the wall. A quick thrust to make sure they're both dead, then she pulls that end out and looks around. Looks like the other two left, but whether that's for reinforcements or not is uncertain.

She slumps back against the wall, looking even more exhausted than she had been before. Exhausted, and to be honest, she's a little angry. Had she been planning to stumble out of bed and bail someone out right away? No. No, she hadn't. But she was going to, anyway. Then there were the words 'die again', referring to her, and she didn't know anymore.]

[Eridan nods, and promptly runs...in the other direction, back into his dorm. Thankfully they weren't too far and he wasn't noticed, but he had to get something. He couldn't just leave her to fight alone after everything he's done. even if it wasn't going to do much. After some attempts, all he can get is a pile of rocks to throw. He runs back, hoping to attempt to fight off others. He actually sees she's... kind of exhausted.]

Thanks for savin' my ass... I tried to unbury my trunk myself but there was no time. Least I got... rock...kind...

[He tries to make some sort of amends...Hopefully this doesn't come out wrong.]

You're lookin' exhausted, Fef... if you're needin' a place to rest your head for a moment I guess you could use my bed. I don't think I'll be gettin' any sleep for awhile...

There's never any time when stuff like that pops up. It's usually at night, when they do. Stuff's not right around here right now, like I said.

[There's a lot she wants to say right now. There's that anger that's right under the surface, the need to know what the hell happened back home. There's the way that she is tired, but she doesn't feel like she has the luxury of going back to her room to sleep more. The nightmares are too bad right now.

There's something else that's bubbling right up to the surface too, and she's not going to say it. She refuses, as much as she wants to scream that for all she tries to keep everyone's spirits up, to listen, to calm them down, why can't she have someone she can turn to for that? Someone who won't leave, someone she's not constantly having to talk down, someone who isn't trying to hide something? That's a pile of emotions she's trying to keep back.]

I can't. Too much going on. Too many nightmares. And I'm not going to be able to sleep till I know what actually happened back there.

Edited 2012-08-21 08:09 (UTC)

[Oh god, he's not sure how to actually handle things right now. He just got here. He's not even sure what the hell he should be doing... how do you break it to someone that you're trying to get back on your good side that you killed them? He's feeling worse and worse by the minute.]

You look like you need it more than usual. Glubbin' hell...you sure? I don't want you goin' around all weakened while those...things are around. [mostly because he'd feel like an even bigger jackass.]Whatever the hell they were...especially since I can't be providin' backup like old times...

Edited 2012-08-21 08:15 (UTC)

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