pull out the fifth cord

[thereisnopie]

Characters: (AU3)Gamzee and you.
Setting: cafeteria
Format: Any.
Summary: Therapy?
Warnings: Language. Possible violence if people get rowdy.

After his earlier post, Gamzee can be found chilling in the cafeteria with his feet propped up on one of the tables.

Someone had rearranged things since he'd last been there, given that the circle he used for his weekly counseling sessions no longer existed, but that was easily rectified once he could get a head count. The number of attendees was rarely the same.

[belated ooc: Gamzee is affected by the aging event, in case anyone is confused. These sessions are normal only in his future.]

Comments

[knightime]

Dave didn't actually come here for the session. He's much to old to consider seeking it out, feeling like he can easily take care of himself at this point. Forty years is a long time, after all. He did want to get food, while he was here, but sometimes it was nice to have company. Even if it was slightly jarring company. Everyone were ages they shouldn't be. At least they should be older. Like him. But company was company, and he really wasn't going to complain.

He takes a seat next to Gamzee, having gotten tomato soup in a cup versus a bowl.

[thereisnopie]

Gamzee nods automatically at the man as he joins him, then has to blink for a few seconds as he realizes this isn't some new unknown. No, this is a very familiar face, just one that's been through a little more wear since they last spoke. (Which hadn't been all that long ago by his own reckoning.)

"Fuck, man. What sort of time loop did you go and step into?"

[rememberstime]

Dave gives Gamzee a bit of a lopsided grin at that. He could say the same to you, you know. He was expecting someone older. But hey, it's probably better that you're younger. Being young is probably nice. Although, as a time aspect player, your sense of age starts getting a little more lost when you feel like you feel like you've gone through a couple extra years while using them.

He shrugs in response, shaking his head with a silent laugh. God, you tell him. Why is he ending up the oldest. Fuck if he knows.

[demonfly]

[This is Zett's first time attending one of Gamzee's therapy sessions. In fact, it may be the first time they've even spoken. So to see the boy with the bug wings and the black eyes with points of white for pupils may surprise-

Ah, who is he kidding? This is the tower. Nothing's surprising.]

[thereisnopie]

"Well here's hoping you'll be back to normal in a couple days, yeah? This place ages you enough without them having to add on top of it." He pulls his legs awkwardly off the table and sticks them under it, leaning over to get a better look at Dave.

"If you're looking to talk about it, you know you've come to the right place."

[thereisnopie]

[He'll get a full on grin from Gamzee no matter what his appearance.]

Hey there, brother bug. You here for the food or are you up for sharing the goodwill?

[demonfly]

Can I say both?

[For now, Zett takes a seat across from Gamzee, and slightly aside so he doesn't get his feet in his face.]

[thereisnopie]

Sure can. Just as long as you don't expect me to play waiter.

[He has enough courtesy to take his feet off the table now that he has company.]

Anything in particular on your mind?

[demonfly]

My boss snapped. [Brutally honest here.] How do you report to crazy?

[thereisnopie]

Is this a recent thing? Gotta ask yourself first if you're sure it's them being different and not you - or both.

Give it a few days, see if shit settles back to normal before taking any serious action. You know how this place goes.

[demonfly]

Think it got really bad in the last hundred years or two. Is that recent?

[thereisnopie]

...Not to most, bro.

This not a new thing, then? You under some contract to keep working for him this long?

[demonfly]

He's my king. Doubt he'll ever stop being my king, so until one of us leaves the tower...

[chronomancer]

[Eridan doesn't check the network much these days. It's not nearly as fun as one on one interaction. So when he comes into the cafeteria, he comes and drops his ass on the same table Gamzee's feet are propped up on.]

Explain to me again, hon, why this is even a thing.

[thereisnopie]

And what happens to you if you don't follow his laws, exactly?

This isn't his kingdom, after all.

[thereisnopie]

Because us humans are poor, emotionally weak shitbags, and we like to wallow in each others' misery.

That, or because I just might like trying to make someone feel better every once and a while.

[pushedaround]

[ And another one joins in the fun. Tavros was making such an entrance and he rushed over to flop on the seat next to Gamzee. Just when you think he had something important and productive to share, considering his rapid movements, he finally exhaled. ]

... I'm bored.

[ He's not here for the session, but if Gamzee wanted to hear some bitching. Here it comes. ]

No, seriously. I basically flew all over the tower and I still can't find anything fun to do.

[demonfly]

Stuff I don't want to know. Demons are bad enough without being crazy demon kings.

[chronomancer]

And you seem also convinced that being a passive aggressive bitch makes you sexy.

[Have an arched eyebrow and the mother of all deadpans.]

Darling, they lied to you.

[thereisnopie]

[Gamzee is continuously surprised that he can move that fast with horns that big.

But of course it's Tavros, and Tavros always gets a smile.]

Not a damn thing? Have you tried taming the forest beasts yet?

[thereisnopie]

Well you didn't mention the demon part...

How powerful a demon are we talking about here?

[thereisnopie]

[That gets a chuckle out of Gamzee, and he folds his hands behind his head.]

More for you then, am I right?

[chronomancer]

But I'm me.

[Eridan leers.]

If you had a Venn diagram of all things sexy and all things Eridan, you'd have a fucking perfect circle.

[demonfly]

The most powerful. Lucifer's a badass even when he's crazy.

[thereisnopie]

All things sexy?

[Gamzee raises a brow.]

You hiding a nice pair of tits somewhere?