[OPEN] you tried to keep me warm

[chronomancer]

Characters: Jaderi and YOU!
Setting: Media floor.
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: You know what? Screw this. Eridan is going to watch movies and not go shithive maggots for a change. Yes. This is a thing he's doing. Totally.
Warnings: Eridan going shithive maggots and probably being mildly creepy. Eridan's mouth. Bad musicals. Event stuff, too.

[He should probably let people know he's back. Probably. Probably. Should probably do a lot of things, but he's not really feeling it. He's feeling a lot of things, but that's not the point.

What was the point?

Oh, yeah.

Right.

Watching shitty musicals and singing along and most definitely not doing something stupid. Stupider. Was stupider even a word? It should be. Probably was. Probably should go find the others. Let them know he's okay. Haha. Right. Equius and Jade. Jade and Equius. And the rest too. Sure.

What's he doing here again? Oh right. Musicals. Nice, soothing musicals. Always know where you're standing with a shitty musical, really. Same with a rifle. You're either shooting it or you're getting shot. Either you live or you're dead. Either or. Always, one or the other. Goddammit, life would be so much easier if it were a musical. Worse comes to worst, all you get is a shitty, subpar dance number that no one will ever remember again.  Like that. God, that's a terrible number, and somehow he still remembers the song anyway.

So hey, there's this scrawny, thin boy curled up on a couch with a few blankets, softly singing along the worst musicals known to man. And trying really hard to not do the batshit crazy thing. Because god knows no one needs him to do the batshit crazy thing. Ever. At least he doesn't bite?]

Comments

[chronomancer]

Pft. I'm not the vivisecting type.

[He's more the stalk 'em and then blow them heads off.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Fair enough. Since I'm guessing you can't vivisect someone with a bullet.

[#morbid humor!!]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan smiles, still with too many teeth.]

You could with a laser. But I'm not that patient.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She may be half-crazy, but she still doesn't like your weird, fangy grins.]

And I thought you were supposed to be the responsible one here.

[chronomancer]

...sorta.

[Moirail loyalty versus bloodthirsty urges. Decisions, decisions.]

I'm being responsible and all. So are you, right?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I'm always responsible, you know that!

[Said with a hand over her chest all prim and proper like.]

[chronomancer]

Exactly. Glad we cleared that out.

[He makes himself focus on her. Right now, standing right here. Because if he doesn't he's going to do something unfortunate and oh, there's already the warbling first notes of a scream in the back of his mind and why is this so hard. It didn't use to be this hard, he's certain, to not... to not be... to not do something he'll regret.]

So what are you doing anyway?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Nothing much. [Unusually peppy tone of voice there.]

Just lookin' around, keeping an eye out for trouble-- not looking for it before you jump down my throat for it, thank you.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan forces a bit of a smile, arching an eyebrow at her.]

Well, now I'm worried.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Cue a facetious shrug.]

Hey, I'm not a totally irresponsible trainwreck of a person. Only most of the time.

[chronomancer]

The challenge, obviously, is figuring out when is that.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I'm pretty sure that's gonna be a question for the ages.

[chronomancer]

Outta keep myself entertained somehow.

[This is familiar. This is reassuring. There's something very, very soothing, underneath their banter, and it helps Eridan come to grips with all those nasty things boiling under his skin.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Honestly, she doesn't even realize she's helping, but we're sure that if some part of her was aware of such, she would be glad.]

Better than watching most of the shit movies you watch, I guess. Better buckle in though.

[chronomancer]

Hey, my movies aren't shit.

[Sulking.]

The selection here is.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I guess it wouldn't be a very horror-terror place if they had the good stuff, huh.

Actually they probably don't eve know the good stuff.

[chronomancer]

Depressing, ain't it? But hey, at least the bad stuff is usually so bad it's funny.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Yeah, but you'd think after a while of watching crap you'd just get fatigued and world weary at the cinematic community.

[chronomancer]

Nah, you're just tempted to make a drinking game out of every movie that uses Dutch angle to be deep.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Hey, if they're trying to be deep, then I don't see the problem with supporting them and getting to the deepest recesses of a bottle as possible.

[chronomancer]

Yeah, except I invite you to take a moment and imagine me drunk.

[Go on. He'll wait.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

And it's be hilarious.

[Yep so not standing down.]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan pouts, though his eyes are gleaming a little.]

...I think the word you're looking for is disastrous.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

You act like those two words are mutually exclusive.

[Because really

they're not.]