[CLOSED] cause you'll always be the apple of my eye, the everything that I'll always want to be with

[chronomancer]

Characters: The luvdiscs, Eridan Ampora and Jade Strider.
Setting: Jade's dorm, down the stairs and eventually the media room.
Format: Action
Summary: There's waffles in the tower and Eridan is trying to ignore recent deaths - including his own - so he's demanding some attention from his moirail luvdisc.
Warnings: Talk of death, murder, insanity and terribad movies. Also sickening levels of pale loving, including but not limited to: cuddling, snuggling and Eridan purring like a broken plane engine got stuck in his throat.

[Eridan made his way to Jade's room at a slow, measured pace, which was certainly slower than his usual. He looked purposely unhurried, which should have been a warning sign to anyone who knew him and his habit to simply scurry about from one place to another. His eyes looked glassy and slightly unfocused, like there were too many thoughts running through his head at once, which wasn't entirely too far from the truth.

He came to a stop outside the door and knocked.]

Jade? Do you have a moment, hon?

[Because he kind of needs a hug. And by need he means he might implode if he doesn't get one pronto.]

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Excuse him while he casually and carefully wraps his arms around her so she can't punch him in the face.]

...not anymore.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She can't punch him, but she can idly slap him in the face at this distance.]

Horseshit, what happened?

[chronomancer]

[Eridan mutters something into her hair, looking sullen. It's very hard to make out the words, but that was probably intentional.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

My ears are down here, asshole.

[Yeah you're not getting away with that shit, Ampora.]

[chronomancer]

I. Uh.

[He clears his throat uncomfortably.]

Died.

[Wincing and bracing up for it.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Again.

[The delivery of that line was rather deadpan for the flopped position she was currently lying it, but it was likely she just wasn't trying to freak out. Who cares, they died all the time, right?!]

The fuck did you do this time.

[chronomancer]

...nothing.

[His purring skips a beat, which sounds weird as all fuck, but he soon snuggles into her, with the full intention of not talking about things anymore.]

It's dumb.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

You're dumb.

[#the most intelligent reply ever.]

Tell me what the fuck happened, you asshole!

[chronomancer]

It's dumb.

[Eridan snuggles into her, head dropping forward.]

I'm okay now, and so's Karkat, so it's not a big deal.

[Which is why he's clinging so hard. Obviously.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Oh yeah, because that's the totally logical reasoning to the fact that you're trying to snap me in hap with extreme troll cuddles.

[seriously bro she can't move her arms.]

You got Karkat bungled up in all that shit too?!

[chronomancer]

...maybe? Not... douchebag mountain of stupidity Vantas, the other one.

[He hesitates to call him 'the nice one', but it's a very near thing.]

And it wasn't all that big of a deal, really.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She blinked a moment behind her shades, but only because she had basically forgotten there was another Vantas around here entirely.]

If it wasn't such a big deal you would be pussy-footing around it so much. Let us re-examine the thesis of: You're dumb.

[chronomancer]

...I didn't know that was up for debate. Kinda figured it was universal truth.

[One last ditch attempt to use self-deprecation to distract his crazy, cranky, funsized overlord.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

It is.

[Nope, sorry Eri; because she seems pretty good with just leaving it at that and staring at you expectantly until you spilled the beans.]