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towerofanimus2012-10-02 03:36 am
chronomancer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-02 03:36 am
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[CLOSED] No one would tell me why
Characters: [AU1] Eridan Ampora (chronomancer ) and [OU] Eridan Ampora (wweh ).
Setting: Floor 7.
Format: [Action]
Summary: Sea trolls are excellent swimmers. Desert trolls, though? Not so much.
Warnings: Lots and lots of swearing. Also queer Aquarius bonding. Kind of.
[Your name is Eridan Ampora and you are a fucking idiot. You're wet and half-drowned and generally hating life a lot. You're also clutching to the side of the pool with all your wits, claws scrapping on the wet surface and not really finding enough traction to pull yourself out. You're also missing your sunglasses and that's kind of not really helping with the whole pissed off and wet and drowning thing.
You think this might actually be the stupidest way you've died, yet. And that's kind of a record, on its own.
You hadn't meant to fall in. Of course you hadn't, you're not that brain damaged. You'd always been smart enough to edge away from the water, it's just that something caught your eye in the depth, a glimmer of something or another, and you leaned in to take a look. And then you kind of lost your balance because it was like standing on a cliff except worse because it's water and honestly, fuck water. You barely managed to half scramble your way against the wall - bounced your head off it, of course - and well. Here you are.
You've also discovered a hitherto unknown property of your scarf: it's fucking heavy as hell when wet.
You hate being wet. You're not meant to be this wet. Ever. It's tiresome and your stupid body keeps trying to sink and you can't really pull yourself up, and you're honestly wondering if you shouldn't just let yourself drown. Except fuck, you nearly drowned already, coming up, and that was the least pleasant thing you've gone through in a very long while. A very good reason for landdwellers who aren't you and thus aren't idiots to keep the fuck away from water.
Have you mentioned you hate water? Because you do. A lot.]
chronomancer ) and [OU] Eridan Ampora (wweh ).Setting: Floor 7.
Format: [Action]
Summary: Sea trolls are excellent swimmers. Desert trolls, though? Not so much.
Warnings: Lots and lots of swearing. Also queer Aquarius bonding. Kind of.
[Your name is Eridan Ampora and you are a fucking idiot. You're wet and half-drowned and generally hating life a lot. You're also clutching to the side of the pool with all your wits, claws scrapping on the wet surface and not really finding enough traction to pull yourself out. You're also missing your sunglasses and that's kind of not really helping with the whole pissed off and wet and drowning thing.
You think this might actually be the stupidest way you've died, yet. And that's kind of a record, on its own.
You hadn't meant to fall in. Of course you hadn't, you're not that brain damaged. You'd always been smart enough to edge away from the water, it's just that something caught your eye in the depth, a glimmer of something or another, and you leaned in to take a look. And then you kind of lost your balance because it was like standing on a cliff except worse because it's water and honestly, fuck water. You barely managed to half scramble your way against the wall - bounced your head off it, of course - and well. Here you are.
You've also discovered a hitherto unknown property of your scarf: it's fucking heavy as hell when wet.
You hate being wet. You're not meant to be this wet. Ever. It's tiresome and your stupid body keeps trying to sink and you can't really pull yourself up, and you're honestly wondering if you shouldn't just let yourself drown. Except fuck, you nearly drowned already, coming up, and that was the least pleasant thing you've gone through in a very long while. A very good reason for landdwellers who aren't you and thus aren't idiots to keep the fuck away from water.
Have you mentioned you hate water? Because you do. A lot.]
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You're welcome. I didn't have to save you, you know. I could a' just let you drown an' say to know your role, but I didn't.
Besides, I guess I kind a' owed you one.
no subject
You owe me shit, Eridan.
[There's a note of bitterness to that, since he's a little too ruffled by nearly drowning to keep a good grip on everything. He shakes his head and slumps somewhat. He looks kind of... small, wet and shivery.]
Thanks for not letting die the most stupid death 'a my career.
no subject
[Long, awkward pause. Someone doesn't know how to say you're welcome sincerely...]
You okay?
no subject
...not really.
[And then a bit of a grunt as he tries to balance himself back to his feet. Definitely not looking his best, right now: sopping wet, it's kinda hard to ignore the fact he looks half-starved and a touch too scrawny for his own good. He shrugs, though, trying to hide a bit of a shiver.]
Should probably. Go change or something. Last thing I need is to get sick.
[Another awkward pause.]
Thanks.