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Characters: Sollux Captor and open
Setting: Starting in room 2-06, but you can assume he's wandering the halls anywhere, since he'll go out exploring.
Format: I'll follow your lead.
Summary: Sollux has just arrived (~~again~~) and he's confused and Unhappy about it.
Warnings: None yet.

Sollux didn't remember falling asleep, but he definitely remembered waking up. He fought the sleep paralysis for the full thirty seconds, and then shot up from the bed the moment his eyes opened, his teeth bared in a snarl.

He'd been dreaming...something. Something bad. He always woke up badly when he dreamed about his own death, but the specifics were fading like wisps of fog in the morning, and he couldn't be sure if it was a vision or not. The voices were sure loud, though. Fuck were they loud.

He was distracted from the question of the dream, though, as he looked around the unfamiliar room in confusion. "What the actual fuck?"

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Thankfully, the little speech gave Sollux a second to get ready. As Eridan fired his rifle, Sollux switched his focus from holding the sea dweller to protecting himself. Eridan dropped, and Sollux blasted out with his eyes, catching the blast from Ahab and deflecting it in all directions.

The shockwave knocked him back a few feet as well, but he didn't get torn to pieces. So that was good.

"Thith ith not how you fucking convinthe me you're going to behave!" he snarled, eyes still crackling with energy as he stood at the edge of the blackened area between himself and Eridan.

Eridan landed on the ground with a thump and quickly scrambled up to his feet. "I don't havve to convvince you a' anythin'!" he growled, baring his teeth. Especially not with that deflection, fuck, wow, some of that almost hit him. "You don't owwn me, or wwhat I fuckin' do."

Sollux bared his teeth right the fuck back, advancing with eyes crackling. He grabbed the gun and forced it down with his powers, pointing the muzzle at the floor so it wouldn't be a threat any longer. If Eridan wanted to move back any further, he'd have to let go of the gun.

"No, Printhe. You're wrong about that. Becauthe if you hurt anyone elthe in thith tower, I'm going to be tho fucking far up your gillth you won't be able to breathe. Jutht akthept it and behave yourthelf, and we'll all be fine." He growled. "You proved you can't be truthted to act like a thane, rational perthon, tho thith ith how it'th going to be."

Shit. He should have shot again before Sollux had the chance.

"I don't wwant to attack anyone else in the fuckin' towwer." HA. Captchalogue the gun. Suck it, freak. "Just you, pissblood. This is all your fuckin' fault. All 'a it! If you hadn't been in the fuckin' wway, all the time, pushin' your disgustin' lowwblood advvances at Fef, turnin' her against me all through the game... I fuckin' despise you!"

And then he conveniently proved Sollux's point about sanity and rationality by lunging at him.

"What the fuck?" Sollux demanded. "How do you even--"

He jerked back as Eridan lunged at him, and a wave of force slammed into the sea dweller once more, knocking him far back into the room.

He stepped into the room, fists clenched. "I never did anything to you. You've been attacking me for no fucking reathon! I didn't make FF dump you on your athh. You did that all by yourthelf! Tho don't blame me for thtupid shit that wathn't anything to do with me!"

Eridan slid back until he whumped into the wall, biting his lip by accident and making it bleed. He made a wordless sound of anger and staggered his way up the wall.

"It's evverythin' to do wwith you," he insisted. "Things started goin' wwrong for me the moment Fef wwent to go savve you in your fuckin' stupid land." He decaptchalogued his rifle and shot it at Sollux again, bracing himself against the wall.

Sollux slammed his powers into Eridan again, forcing the beam of the weapon to splash harmlessly up into the ceiling. Well. Harmlessly for everything but the ceiling.

He snarled and pushed harder, grinding Eridan into the wall.

"Ith thith what you want?" he demanded. "You want to forthe me to kill you becauthe otherwithe I have to deal with getting shot at all the time?"

He really didn't want to kill Eridan. Well, okay, he wanted to kill him really badly. But he didn't want to actually have that on his hands. He'd never killed another troll before in his life.

He tried pulling the gun out of Eridan's hands instead.

Edited 2011-09-05 03:46 (UTC)

"Nnfff--"

As he'd lost most of his air, it wasn't that hard for Sollux to remove the rifle from Eridan's grip. He struggled anyway, fucking freak, ruining everything, always fucking ruining everything, he hated him, fuck, it was hard to breathe like this.

"I'll fuckin'...kill you...let me dowwn...wwouldn't fuckin' matter anywway...no-one givves a shit...do it if you're gonna, freak...I'm NEVVER givvin' up."

Sollux captchalogued the gun in his sylladex, not putting it in his strife specibus. He had no desire to wield it as a weapon. He just wanted to make sure Eridan couldn't get at it, and with the encryption on the card, even if he could somehow take control of his sylladex (lol) he wouldn't be able to get at the gun.

Then he stepped back almost to the door, and let Eridan down.

"You can get thith back when you prove to me you can behave like an adult troll, inthtead of a pthycotic freak," he said.

Edited 2011-09-05 04:05 (UTC)

The moment he'd been let down, Eridan stumbled, and then tried rushing at Sollux again. He felt like he couldn't even contain the amount of loathing festering in his thorax.

With almost casual ease, Sollux pushed Eridan back. God, he hated him so much, he wanted to grind him down into the floor until he finally admitted that he was wrong. It was almost boring now, though, which was irritating in its own right.

"You're done, athhhole. Give the fuck up for now. Haven't you ever heard of lothing grathefully?"

"I don't fuckin' LOSE," Eridan spat out, struggling forward against the psionics. "Especially not to wworthless lowwblood landdwwellers!"

"Too late," Sollux hissed, turning towards the door and holding Eridan still against the wall with his powers. "You already have. Tho jutht give up." He pushed a little harder, trying to compress Eridan's lungs carefully, just enough to make him pass out.

Eridan growled and then stopped abruptly, panting. "Stoppit." His gills tried to help by kicking in, fluttering uselessly. Fuck. He wasn't underwater and here he still was, gaping like a fucking fish, struggling against the black pits forming in his vision. "I wwon't."

Sollux leaned against the doorjamb, watching as Eridan gasped. He felt a curl of guilt in his stomach and looked away. "You made me do thith," he said quietly. "I jutht meant to talk to you. All I want ith for you not to kill anyone, you got that? Ithn't that thomething you can promithe?"

Couldn't even watch him. Fuck him. Fuck Sollux. "M'not promisin'....YOU anythin'." He's not a wriggler. He doesn't have to listen to Sollux. Especially because Sol sounds like he's talking inside a tube and actually, fuck supporting his own head anymore, he doesn't need that. He ends up slumping weakly in the telekinetic bonds, which is infuriating, but at least he doesn't have to fucking see Sollux anymore, black void, black void, black void. Preferable.

"Bulgethniffer," Sollux muttered, watching as Eridan slumped. He held him for another few seconds, then lowered him to the floor gently. He paused for a moment, then turned away and walked into the hall. He was done for now, hopefully.

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