[CLOSED] because nobody knows that's how i nearly fell

[chronomancer]

Characters: Eridan & Jade, and Eridan & Equius
Setting: Media room, room 1-20.
Format: Action! Occasionally tl;dr action.
Summary: Eridan freaks out to Jade about Equius, then freaks out to Equius about Equius. Basically, teenagers failing horribly at romance. And worse, troll romance. (It's all Karkat's fault.)
Warnings: Troll romance. Purring trolls. Adorable-awkward shenanigans. And just plain awkward. Oh my god, so much awkward. Approach with caution.

Media room.

[Eridan fidgets. This is a constant law of the universe. He fidgets with his scarf, the hem of his shirt, the sleeves of his jacket. Unless he's intensely focused on something, like when he's shooting something, Eridan Ampora is always, always fidgeting. Recently, this has unfortunately translated to an urge to kind of maybe skin himself alive. But that was besides the point.

Eridan fidgets and shifts around the couch, trying to find a comfortable posture to wait for Jade to arrive. Oh god. Jade. Is he ready to do this? He's not sure he's ready to do this. He's not really sure if this whole crazy idea is going to work or not, but he kind of needs to talk to someone about this, and he might as well doing with his... moirail.

Oh god.

Don't mind Eridan, he'll just sit there. And fidget.]


Room 1-20.

[Eridan stares at the door for a long, long moment, fidgeting some more before he works up the nerve to knock. He really doesn't want to do this, at all, but it'll be worse if he doesn't.

He's not about to let Equius deal with Karkat just because Karkat is a meddling bitch that suddenly rediscovered his aspect and his willingness to fuck with people's quadrants and okay, gonna stop that train of thought before he gets angry. That's not conductive to the monumental fuck up he's about to commit.]

Eq?

Comments

[chronomancer]

[But if she stopped, she wouldn't be Jade. :(]

...I suppose.

[So unconvinced.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Wow, that was so committed and persuasive I think you just convinced me to go volunteer at the homeless shelter and vote in my next presidential election.

[Come. On.]

Think of it like this; you all agreed to play that stupid game together, right?

[chronomancer]

[A sigh and hey. Suddenly he's leaning most of his weight on you. Get used to it, Strider.]

...yeah?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I'm not antrollpologist, but I'm guessing you're not gonna play a meteor-inducing video game with some assholes that you don't at least marginally give a shit about. So you can break out your Shounen powers and at least re-affirm your broship.

[chronomancer]

[There's a small, uncomfortable shrug. And then he seems to shrink a little.]

...not. Really.

[Excuse him he's just gonna go and worry the hem of his shirt with his claws again, don't mind the nervous tic.]

I didn't really know anyone, aside Fef. I mean not know-know. It's not like any of them know me all that much either.

[It's not like any of them have any reason to give a solitary fuck about him, he means.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I don't care how your weirdo troll society works, you don't go through all that shit without giving at least one fuck about the other people you had to team up with. Like you'd probably rather team-up with one of the assholes you know and whose skills you know than with some overly-peppy weirdo that lived across the hall here.

[Aaand she's just gonna grab the hem of his shirt and pull it taut a bit before releasing it and letting it fly back with a kind of pitiful fling since it's just fabric but whatever.]

I hardly know shit about your life, but we still re-wrote the universe together anyway.

[chronomancer]

[This is a very uncomfortable silence, right here. Very. Uncomfortable. It's palpably uncomfortable. Let's make it worse by having Eridan indulging in unintelligible mumbling, instead of actual talking. Yes, that's perfect.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Her response to his mumbling was to poke him in the side of the head.]

Hey, speak up granny, I know you think you're shouting but you just bumped the volume on your hearing aid down. Only bats could possibly try and figure out what you're saying.

[chronomancer]

You were friends with Dave and the others before you played the game. I... really wasn't. And I don't think I really talked to anyone while playing the game.

[There's a very soft, very hollow laugh.]

Never had much time to. Half of them didn't even like me all that much either, and the other half listened to Feferi first, so it's not like anyone had much of an incentive to talk to me.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Overdramatic siiigggh]

You're such a Drama Queen, you know? You still played together. Your body count would be enough to convince people you were on their side even if they didn't like ya.

And you can talk to them now at least so besides the negative points for listening to the tree hugger, I think you need to chill.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan makes a soft, whiny sound, and just sort of slumps on her.]

'm still gonna get dumped in the most fantastic 'a ways.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Well she's not freaked out by the slumping or physical contact, so I'd say that's progress!!]

Well if it happens, make sure to give him a box of cockroaches for Valentine's Day then.

[chronomancer]

...gross?

[He doesn't even sound sure of that.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Exactly.

[Cue grin and pointing with just a single finger gun. Not quite enough for the double pistols, apparently.]

[chronomancer]

I don't... get it?

[Well, congrats, Strider. You've thoroughly confused him.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She will forever mark this day on her calendar as the day she struck Eridan speechless.]

Come on, it's payback for the evil exes! Haven't you seen any highschool romance dramas?