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-- temulentCachinnation [TC] began trolling aerugoTourbillon [AT] -- TC: salutations most wholesome like on youself brother. AT: woah. gz? AT: a1n't seen that handle 1n a wh1le. or any handle, really. TC: COULD BE LAYING PRECISE WORDAGE ON YOUR OWN SLIPPERY SELF. TC: how you is rufibruhfi, nice to be having mine eyes on at you typey bits once more. AT: 1'm, uh... ch1ll1n'. as best 1 can. AT: 1nf1rmary's been hells of busy... 1t's crazy. k1nd of nerve-wreck1ng. AT: glad they let me out for a l1l wh1le... even 1f 1t was just to mop floors. of l1ke. AT: blood and stuff. AT: 1t's cool. TC: DON'T SOUND MUCH COOL TO THIS HERE MOTHERFUCKER, BUT WHAT IS MANNER OF THING I KNOW BE LITTLE. TC: have a feel on thing ain't doing so good from hearin' that noise. TC: YOU DONE DID THE MOPPING ALL FINITE? AT: 1t's unsettl1ng but... a1n't as bad as 1t could have been. AT: yeah, 1 am... back 1n my 1nf1rmary block aga1n. TC: all what i be needing to hear. AT: }:? GAMZEE: *Here comes a clown-a clowning. Rufioh didn't sound (read?) like things were cool at all for one, and for second he hasn't really seen him since he got out of prison. He makes his way to the supervised block, getting on inside after a security check and whatever else. Knock kNOck first cuz he's polite, then peeks his clown face inside.* SUP. RUFIOH: *The moments without a reply from Gamzee were a little concerning but not too surprising. What WAS surprising was the sudden creak of the door and the freckled face peeping through. Rufioh's ears perk to with said surprise.* ...sup gz. *stows his communicator away. Here he sits on his infirmary bed, cozy with a fiduspawn blanket and some nondescript papers scattered around. They looked pretty old.* GAMZEE: *Aw jeez. He wishes he wouldn't have to see Rufioh in hospital beds as much as he had. Slips inside with a lazy smile.* come on by to have myself a gander on at you, see you doing all cool like with your various capacities. *Comes to stand by the bed, eyeing him some.* RUFIOH: *He's fine, mostly. Not as rattled as he might have come off in the texts. Rufioh was looking at Gamzee with a lot of interest however.* alr1ght... you're gander1ng. *pauses before snrrking* l1ke what you see? GAMZEE: *The question throws him a little off guard, ears perking then lowering slightly.* HAH. much like you more above else when you ass ain't glued in them infirm sheets. *Gestures to the edge of the bed a little, head tilted. Silently asking if it's ok to sit.* RUFIOH: *There's plenty of room besides the old papers. He's gathering those up and setting them aside. Wings flick.* least 1t a1n't a cell block. RUFIOH: gotta look at the br1ght s1de, r1ght? GAMZEE: *Sets his clowny ass on down with a crooked smile.* RIGHT YOU IS. you gonn get your flutter ass all rightside up brightside with most haste, for what i am certain. :o) RUFIOH: *has to laugh at that. Dammit, there ducks his head.* well 1 mean. 1t's go1n somewhere. RUFIOH: 1'll keep you posted. GAMZEE: *Smiles more when he laughs, reaching to find his hand.* BETTER DAMN STRAIGHT BE. elsewise mofo gonna keep on peeping himses ugly mug in on you at times most unnanounced like. RUFIOH: *takes up his hand, just grinning away. The contact was so easy, Ruf had to cherish it for all it was worth in these few moments. For the record, he still had the bracelet.* st1ll talk1ng about my ass, r1ght? GAMZEE: *Holds this warm hand and strokes a thumb over his knuckles. The question makes his ears burn, and he laughs with a slight wheeze.* Q MORE APPROPRIATE BE IF MOTHERFUCKER EVER DOTH QUIT. *Haha Rufioh.. What a jokester. He can joke too......* RUFIOH: *Don't mind if he uses this opportunity to move himself closer, abandoning this distance thing once and for all. If Gamzee is stroking a thumb over his hand, Rufioh is brushing shoulders with him now, twining their fingers together.* 1 guess as long as the mug keeps peep1ng... 1 won't ever qu1t. GAMZEE: *Oh. Here comes a Ruf. It's nice, but he's also laughing low like an idiot. Squeezes his hand a little once they are twined, letting a little bit of his weight against him.* as ought to be, keep yourses flame eternal rufioh. WON'T BE MUCH SAME WITHOUT. RUFIOH: *A pained feeling creeps into his bloodpusher but it's good. A good hurt like a catharsis, better than feeling nothing at all. Careful of his horns, Ruf nuzzles himself against the clown. Smiling with faint prickles of copper stinging his eyes.* you can do no fuck1ng wrong, gam... where'd you even come from. GAMZEE: *Leans his head against the nuzzling one slowly. He still doesn't understand what Rufioh finds so wonderful about him, when he's nothing compared to him. As plain and burdensome as they come, and Rufioh being something so much better. Something untouchable he could barely allow himself to look at. He won't argue though, Rufioh doesn't like it. So instead he squeezes his hand once more.* same place GAMZEE: you came yourself from, most like. RUFIOH: god... 1 could be so goddamn good 1f that was true. *chirrs, his voice nothing but a softer whisper. For Gamzee's ears alone.* GAMZEE: *Glances to him, then away. The soft voice sending tingles down his spine, but the words themselves making his stomach run cold. Why couldn't he see that he was good? How wonderful he is? He lets go of Rufioh's hand to wrap his arm around him, pulling him closer to him. Speaking with insistance.* YOU TELLING ON ME TO CEASE SPEWING TRASH AT AND ABOUT MYSELF, NOW I IS ASKIN' SAME MOTHERFUCKING NOISE OF YOU. hurts me more than what that green sludge ever could. HEARING YOU SAY THAT SHIT ABOUT YOUSELF. when you best that i has, ever had, present, past and in the now. RUFIOH: *he can't help the purr that rumbles out of him, just having Gamzee so close. Of course his arms come around him in an equally tight hug, sighing in relief like nothing else did for him. And if Gam's words didn't reach his bloodpusher before, they certainly did now. Hammering the nail of truth home.* you don't even know... how many t1mes you've saved my fuck1ng l1fe just... be1ng you. just hav1ng you. RUFIOH: noth1ng perfect. you struggle every goddamn day but... 1t's you. GAMZEE: *When arms come around he shifts to sit more on his side, to move both arms around him and tuck around him. Place his chin on top of his head. The contact feels strange, like he shouldn't be, but he knows he can. And that it's also nice, despite the bubbling negativity that always claws at his pan.* SO YOU OUGHT REFLECT THEM SUGARY WORDS ON AT YOUSELF, FOR AIN'T NO MOTHER FUCKER I KNOW THAT BEEN STRUGGLING MORE THAN YOU. strong as all hells you be, hanging on and laughing like you do-- FUCK. say there ain't perfection to be had in places far nor close, but you always keep on coming damn close to this here brother, be that realized in your own pan or not. RUFIOH: *If only he could quiet the dark in Gamzee's thinkpan the way he did to Rufioh. Before he can stop himself, hands are coming up to brush the scraggle of curly black locks. Framing his face with palms instead, warm, softened eyes meeting purple.* ...w1sh you could hear yourself r1ght now. GAMZEE: *The touch is surprising, but he doesn't recoil nor fidget. Gaze flicking to the side, to one of the warm hands that feel like they are burning his skin away. The burning purple in his face not helping matters. He dares to look into those brown eyes, the smile on his face turning into something terribly sheepish. His ears lowering as well, laughing faint, a rolling exhale.* HAH... *Shrugs one shoulder, glancing down, then back at him.* prolly think it all sound like some nonsensical fondue ass shit. RUFIOH: *Steadily watches as he tries not to fidget but does. Keeping his touches gentle, his smiles too.* heh... maybe some nonsens1cal fondue ass sh1t... but 1t's m1ne. *If Gamzee might notice, the space between them was looking pretty damn close. Close enough that Ruf could be conscious of the breath tickling his skin. Blinking slowly at this clown leaning in front of him.* 1 want 1t to be. RUFIOH: gam... RUFIOH: 1'm really... fuck1ng. 1n love w1th you. *And there's the truth, spilling from his bloodpusher out of his lungs and into the space between them.* GAMZEE: *He's not noticing much of anything other than how he's sunk down deep into those warm eyes. How they draw him in and how he doesn't want to escape from them, not ever. Even with the cold dark hands tugging and twisting at his insides, to tell him that he doesn't deserve any of it. Not even the hope or thoughts of it. He finds himself leaning to, wanting to be close and. He doesn't know. Just be right there with him. It's when his word is said that he comes back, that he's drawn out and hearing the words fly by his ears. His thought process not catching them. He stares, wide eyed, as he rewinds. The words slow and dragging, like it is played at half speed. His pusher is seizing up, a swelling and a skip. His fingers twitching with uncertainty as all that shit erupts at once into his pan. All the doubt and screaming that it's not true, that it's just another delusion, he's not here. Nothing is real, not this, not anything good to him could possibly be. But fuck, if this is a dream then let him have it. He leans in close, hands finding Rufioh's own cheeks, and he kisses him.* RUFIOH: *It's an explosion of relief, A fulfillment of every heartwrenching wistful thought of loneliness he'd ever had, bringing it all to exist in the one answer that was Gamzee. The brush of lips became so much more as Rufioh further closed the space with his reciprocation. The desire in all the little things-- the twitch of his fingers into Gamzee's hair, the catch in his breath... and the sigh that followed suit right after.* GAMZEE: *This was new territory all together. True, he had Kankri, he had kissed him and was with him and he loved and hated him. But this was red, as burning hot as the sun and twisting his pusher with some raw emotion he never knew he had. Relief and joy, disbelief, love, a rekindeled belief in miracles. Because if those things fucking existed, this was one. To be loved and loved in turn, how he had longed for that, how he had wanted and hoped and dreamed. But never did he think it would actually happen, that he was actually worthy of it. He scarcely dares to take a breath, lips pressing insistantly against Rufioh's. Only to part when his lungs began to burn like the rest of him. He stares with wide eyes, disbelief clear on his face, then a laugh as he tuck his head down between Rufioh's neck and shoulder. His voice low, a control over it now like he hadn't had before.* rufioh. most sweetass hell suggarrush crush. how a motherfucker ever earn himself this manner of fortune, ain't no man holy nor scientific will know. RUFIOH: doesn't gotta be a quest1on, gam. *murmurs in revered quiet, afraid to break the sanctity of this moment. His head was still swimming with this new heat. More alive than he'd felt in perigrees. Where Gamzee leaned into the crook of his shoulder and neck, Rufioh's hand pushed into his hair. Scritching at his scalp, nose pressed at the base of his horn.* 1t's just an answer. 1t's just... us. 1t can be just us... 1f you want 1t. GAMZEE: *How these touches burned his skin, all the way down to his very core. It's a heat like no other, one that feels just as destructive as it is purging. A sense of fulfillment, but one so fragile he's still afraid to let go of Rufioh. To open his eyes or breathe too hard, have it shatter around him as many things often did. This didn't feel like a hallucination though, though even those scarcely did. Perhaps he's just willing to hope again. He laughs faint into Rufioh's shoulder, arms sliding own to wrap around his waist. Holding him close.* now he askin', as answer don't be damn obvious for both him and i. ain't none thing other than want that i have for you rufioh, to be with and yours. that answer what i have, the only one that there. RUFIOH: *Despite the ebb of uncertainty in the back of his mind, the string of voices he'd rather do without, Rufioh can't have doubts with words like Gamzee's. He starts reclining back against his pillow, tugging at him.* c'mon, baby... up here. *Prompting him for real cuddles now.* GAMZEE: *This time he actually does the thing he was honestly expecting to do in the first place. This clown's brain is bluescreening. Thank fu-- the Messiahses, that his face is tucked away. For he is wall eyed and bright indigo in the face all the way to his ears. He feels the burn, the way his chest is fluttering away like a hummingbird, but his thoughts are all just whitenoise. Whitenoise seperated with the occassional word Rufioh has said on repeat, "baby" being the one at the forefront. Not even... Not even in his fantasies had he had anyone call him by the affectionate names he read and heard about, he hadn't dared to. Yet here it was, at him, said so easily like it had been the name he'd been given. His arms tighten around Rufioh as much as his throat does, nodding into the shoulder. He shifts to lay with him, partially on him. A unfamiliar sound starting in his chest, a low rattle that grew louder until he's purring. The sound makes him laugh, and the purring vibrations heard through them.* if you ain't a fucking miracle-- if you ain't the most bitchtitting guy i ever did meet, then i don't know what reality this be. RUFIOH: *He can't help but laugh, bringing arms around the lankier troll and hold him in a perfect fit. Ruf felt like the whole bed might collapse with the power of these purrs.* 1 th1nk 1t's a real1ty where... we were here for each other... when we needed 1t the most. and 1t doesn't gotta be quest1oned more than just... lov1ng each other. RUFIOH: 1 really... want to love you, gam. *threads idle fingers through his hair* GAMZEE: *How come Rufioh was so good at making sense? It all makes sense. He doesn't have to sit around pondering this shit, and he shouldn't do so. Not right now. Not here in his arms and managing to purr like a proper troll. Well. He's not in control of it, it's just happening still. Between his laughter and words. He doesn't know how to turn it off.* ain't nothing what i have ever heard make more damn sense. *Raises his head, slowly, looking down at him.* WANT TO LOVE ON YOU TOO, RUF. *Uses his louder voice again, trying to outdo the purrs.* love you with all what i am and what i'll be. *Presses his forehead to his carefully.* FOR LONG AS YOU MAY WANT A MOTHERFUCKER. RUFIOH: *It's a good time as any to catch up the words, the purrs with his lips. Grinning all the while.* may... you wanna get techn1cal, 1'd say been want1ng you a wh1le. GAMZEE: *Smiles wide, dimples showing in his cheeks. The indigo flush showing no signs of disappearing anytime soon.* likely you had a clown long 'fore then, as been spinning them sweet cotton candy feels on at you for longer what mine pan can get it's rememberance on. RUFIOH: 1 l1ked the clown pa1nt... 1 l1ked... *words falter for a moment, too busy occupying himself with more stolen smooches.* 1 l1ked hav1ng you stay 1n my block. wak1n up w1th you there. want1ng to hold you t1l... *kiss kiss peck* you stopped hurt1ng. GAMZEE: *Oh jeez. He can't find words now, he just can't. Instead laughing bashfully against the kisses, against the words. He tries kissing him back the best he can, but it's hard when you're grinning and laughing like a damn fool. At least he will trail a hand in his hair, stroking through it then over his cheek.* RUFIOH: *the laughs and playful kisses are contagious... which only makes Ruf want more. The copper was high in his face, leaning into to mutter into his hearing duct.* (1f we weren't 1n an 1nf1rmary room rn... 1s all 1'm say1ng.) *presses an innocent pect to the line of his jaw while he's nuzzling there* GAMZEE: *These kisses are good, wonderful even, and seeing how Rufioh was blushing just as much as he was made him grin even wider. A wonder really, that he was able to make someone blush and laugh as much as they did him. He kisses his cheek when Rufioh leans, expecting more kisses, but instead hears something that makes his ears perk. Oh... OH. Ok..ay. He starts laughing even more, his free hand curling in the sheets. Nervously sputtering the words against him.* (ALL MORE FUCKIN' INSENTIVE FOR A HOMIE TO GET HIS ASS BETTER RIGHT QUICK, YEAH?) *H e l p.* RUFIOH: *The nerves in his tone of voice was nothing another kiss couldn't cure. Ruf hoped so anyway. This one slow and deliberate, the fit of his mouth lingering with promise.* (damn good 1ncent1ve.) *puffs, warm and cool breath mingling in the shared space.* GAMZEE: *The kiss managed to shove the nerves far away, as kisses? Kisses are pretty damn amazing. He kisses him back slow, head tilting and shifting further upwards on the bed to get closer. To taste him better. That thought and the warm breath on his face makes his gut churn, he opens his mouth slow to speak, but he finds only a little laugh. Smiling lopsided at him, moving his hand to trail a finger over his brow.* you damn beautiful, always wanted to tell on you that. RUFIOH: *he smiles all over again, nuzzling against his hand. Not exactly imagining that his good looks mattered so much nowadays. There might be no one around who thought so.* l1ke you d1dn't tell me every day we talk. *brushes his lips along the inside of Gamzee's palm.* GAMZEE: *Rufioh was always beautiful though, there hadn't been a moment where he didn't feel as such. Only feeling that glow brighten the more he got to know him. He snorts a little.* WAS HOPING MOTHER FUCKER WAS NAUGHT ALL SHADES BLATANT ABOUT HIM SAPPY NOISE. *He leans to kiss him on the forehead, shifting on the bed again to get closer. Except his hand finds the edge of the bed, wobbling from the lack of support he had expected to be there, and he fALL. Here he gO!!! Honks loud as he slips out of the bed halfway, head on the floor and legs in the air.* RUFIOH: *How did he even manage that???? Ruf was too busy leaning eagerly for forehead kisses when-- HONK. There goes the clown. Scrambles from the bed, wings bristling in alarm.* wh-- holy sh1t. are you okay? GAMZEE: *He looks kind of spooked at first, eyes wide and limbs in a tangle. But then he sees Rufioh's face and he just laughs.* hahahahonk! NEVER FELT ANY BETTER THAN WHAT I IS RIGHT NOW. *Big grin!* should'a seen your facials though. RUFIOH: *Phrasing, Gamzee... Rufioh is snorting and ALSO sliding off the bed to tumble down with Gamzee to the floor.* oops. GAMZEE: *What's wrong with facials??? He watches Rufioh come a-tumbling with a snort, smiling.* DAMMMMNNN... you clumsy as all hells, look at your ass go. *Grins over at him.* RUFIOH: gotta take the f1xat1on off my ass eventually, gamz. *leans to smooch his nose before cuddling up next to him. Two dumb boys lying on the cold hard ground.* GAMZEE: *Okay, now he might be a bit more aware of the phrasing issue. He looks sheepish again, but shrugs.* GONN STOP WHEN IT QUIT BEIN' SO POPPIN'. *Pulls Rufioh in for cuddles, and so that he isn't lying on the cold hard ground. And instead a cold softish highblood.* RUFIOH: *Alternatively, Gam is now warmed by the muscles of a lowblood.* damn... forgot about that cond1t1on. *incidentally relaxes himself into cuddles, resting his chin against his shoulder in blissful contentment.* GAMZEE: *They are so warm and rippling. Internal clown tear. Many thereof, really. He turns his head to kiss his temple, arms looping around him.* which why i ought to be lookin' on after it, seeing as you keep on keep on forgetting alls about it. *Squeezes him gently, and slowly rubs a hand over his shoulders. Never felt more comfortable as he did just then, legs draped over a infirmary bed and on the cold hard floor, holding onto the person he loved so dearly.*

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DAVE: -this business isn't work related. dave's technically off the clock, and he doesn't even bother wearing his uniform. this isn't associated with work, and while it may appear to for all outside sources, he considers this strictly personal. family business. that sort of thing. he clears his way through into the detainment cells, stopping in front of rufioh's in particular just to watch him for a moment.- RUFIOH: *he sits in the same spot Cronus left him not even an hour before, expression swimming in a number of thoughts not even a mind reader could get a full grip on. Makes no stirring movements as Dave moves in front of the viewing panel but it not like Rufioh doesn't see him. He only looks on, the look on his face neutral.* DAVE: hey -he clears his throat, watching him through the door- rufioh RUFIOH: *silently making a note of the lack of uniform. This shit was personal it looked like.* str1der. DAVE: before i say anything DAVE: this conversation is between us not as me being the head of security or whatever fancy titles we got DAVE: its me and you DAVE: unrecorded shit that i wont even reference in any kind of formal setting DAVE: got it RUFIOH: ...gotcha. *if his voice sounds raspy, it's only because he's been missing out on his water privleges* DAVE: wait hold up whys your voice like that DAVE: i dont think youve been screamin your ass off cuz i woulda heard it RUFIOH: *Dave please.* just th1rsty, dogg... a1n't nobody scream1ng 1n here. DAVE: what theres no water in there DAVE: ok puttin that on my list when im back on the clock DAVE: one sec RUFIOH: thanks. *He has to admit, it's a little weird but not the weirdest thing he's seen all night.* DAVE: -he leaves only to return a few moments later with a small paper cup filled with COLD water. he opens a small viewing hatch to hand it over- here DAVE: what are we a fuckin alternian prison i dont think so RUFIOH: *okaaaaay... Ruf isn't going to protest this. Flaps himself to his feet and accepts the drink. Chugs it down very unceremoniously.* DAVE: cool now that thats over with DAVE: you can use your vocal cords and shit DAVE: so DAVE: ok truth is i want an explanation for why you felt the need to stab my uncle of all people DAVE: but DAVE: heres the thing DAVE: i know it aint gonna change anything DAVE: i figure i might as well let you have a shot DAVE: so go ahead DAVE: im interested RUFIOH: *drifts back towards the cot, sitting to face Dave. Mostly to wait until he was done rambling and then speak.* ...wasn't anyth1ng personal. guy brought her here and boasted of do1ng 1t l1ke... 1t was water on a quackbeast's back. RUFIOH: br1ng1ng her to the sh1p l1ke 1t d1dn't matter what people sa1d or felt about 1t. guess that would be easy 1f he had the sympathy of the capta1n and half the crew 1n h1s favor... over the one guy who thought to call h1m out on h1s bullsh1t. RUFIOH: d1dn't seem l1ke anybody else was gonna. RUFIOH: he was protect1ng her. not want1ng me to talk or say what everybody fuck1ng knows she deserves. whatever reasons that was... let's not act l1ke that wasn't happen1ng. RUFIOH: she deserves th1s and she deserves that... man... who cares what she deserves. DAVE: ok youre sayin it wasnt anything personal right -crosses arms and shrugs- makes sense DAVE: nothin personal just gonna DAVE: take the life of someone with at least three family members on this ship DAVE: nothin personal DAVE: probably fuck up my dad for the rest of his life DAVE: crush dirk DAVE: no big deal DAVE: you realize if he dies RUFIOH: talk1n l1ke 1 don't have an 1dea what 1t's l1ke to have a fam1ly. *says quietly* or be the one who's fucked up. RUFIOH: 1f he d1es... DAVE: there goes all the progress my family has worked so hard to obtain DAVE: what are you disappointed i dont know what the fuck thats supposed to mean DAVE: im sayin this is shit you should know or take into account DAVE: look you dont fucking DAVE: kill someone because you disagree in the moment and you cant wait like a day to have the whole thing be goddamn organized DAVE: like god forbid theres any kinda structure RUFIOH: 1f he d1es... *echoes the words out again just to hear how empty they sounded* l1ke you don't remember what 1t was l1ke see1ng 1t when 1t was dead. RUFIOH: the r1vers of bod1es. 1n the water, 1n the trees. people 1 knew, people who wrote to me say1ng they thanked me for vo1c1ng what they had been afra1d to for so long. RUFIOH: now what are they. RUFIOH: now who's gonna answer for that. RUFIOH: she 1s. RUFIOH: and anybody who wants to stand w1th her. DAVE: -he shudders and has to take a moment to gather himself so he doesn't fall into an all out panic just remembering what transpired then- so what you think you have the right to decide who gets to pay for it DAVE: you think youre a hero for this DAVE: some kinda martyr DAVE: cuz if bein a hero means takin people down as some kind of fucked up life trade then fuck heroes RUFIOH: 1 th1nk... 1 asked for a fa1r tra1l. and all 1 got was people ask1ng what was gonna happen to her afterwards. RUFIOH: l1ke that matters for some reason. DAVE: i dunno maybe it was because we have a thing where we dont take lives for granted DAVE: do you know how many people on this ship have been given a second chance DAVE: but you dont even wait for a fucking explanation RUFIOH: 1f they d1dn't get a second chance. ne1ther does she. DAVE: why dont we just blow up the whole ship then DAVE: that sound good to you DAVE: i can guarantee you at least half of the ship has killed multiple people intentionally RUFIOH: have they k1lled k1ds. DAVE: wouldnt be surprised if they did DAVE: we have pirates on board RUFIOH: do you know they d1d. RUFIOH: 1f they k1lled a k1d you knew and cared about. would you be okay w1th 1t. DAVE: i wouldnt kill them DAVE: is that what you wanted me to say RUFIOH: you'd want them to answer for 1t. RUFIOH: you don't want to hear whether they wanted to do 1t or not. you just know they d1d 1t. DAVE: i wouldnt want to kill them RUFIOH: that's not answer1ng the quest1on, yo. RUFIOH: would you be okay w1th 1t. DAVE: no obviously DAVE: but i aint gonna kill them or someone associated with them just because i fuckin can RUFIOH: then 1 guess that make me no better than them. RUFIOH: 1t's not l1ke they thought tw1ce about 1t. RUFIOH: why should 1. DAVE: ok i see DAVE: you got the whole DAVE: if you cant beat em join em mindset RUFIOH: *rolls his eyes then* why the hell am 1 talk1ng to you. RUFIOH: you don't know where 1'm from and you don't g1ve a s1ngle sh1t about 1t. DAVE: i give a shit that my uncle is dying! DAVE: i get why you did it DAVE: fuck i hate to say i understand DAVE: im not gonna be on board with you doing that to my family RUFIOH: not say1ng you should be. RUFIOH: but 1f you're try1ng to get someth1ng out of me... some k1nd of peace of m1nd to let you l1ve w1th yourself, you a1n't gonna f1nd 1t here, man. DAVE: im trying to get you to understand RUFIOH: 1 already got all the sh1t 1 gotta l1ve w1th as 1t 1s. DAVE: you can have your beliefs and no one is taking them away from you DAVE: but on this ship we dont solve things by killing each other DAVE: maybe despite all this a part of me cares about what happens to you DAVE: probably cuz im hella fucked up DAVE: best possible scenario is that you follow araneas path and get out on good behavior DAVE: do i want that for you DAVE: yeah DAVE: i do RUFIOH: you don't care about me. RUFIOH: you care whether your uncle l1ves or not and that's cool. 1 want that for you too. RUFIOH: but don't fuck1ng say you care about me when all ya'll want to do 1s l1ve your l1ves. RUFIOH: doesn't matter whether 1'm there or not. RUFIOH: 1 should be dead r1ght now. 1 should have gone w1th them. but 1'm not. RUFIOH: 1'm st1ll here. DAVE: dude i dont want you dead DAVE: sure we didnt talk all that much but from what we did i thought we were cool DAVE: plus even if you think i dont care about you i can point out some people that would be obviously affected if you died DAVE: and theyre probably majorly affected by this DAVE: meulin looks like shit for one RUFIOH: *eyes have long since fallen to the ground* you don't even get 1t. RUFIOH: 1'm the one who wants me dead. DAVE: -quiets for a few moments, expression softening- why RUFIOH: 1 don't have to expla1n that to you. and 1'm not gonna. DAVE: ok fair DAVE: -he sighs- DAVE: point is despite all that DAVE: youre still wanted here RUFIOH: 1 don't need that k1nda val1dat1on, dave... 1 already d1d what 1 d1d. RUFIOH: so 1t's not me you should be see1ng. DAVE: obviously you do cuz of what you did and what you think of yourself right now RUFIOH: sounds k1nda patron1z1ng. DAVE: i dont give a shit i know what i mean RUFIOH: whatever the case... RUFIOH: po1nt 1s. you can't save everyone. DAVE: doesnt mean im not gonna try RUFIOH: then... all 1 can really say 1s... RUFIOH: hope you're up for d1sappo1ntment. DAVE: nothin new DAVE: thats why i aim for a change every now and then RUFIOH: *with that, he slumps into the cot, wishing he could curl in on himself.* you do you, man... RUFIOH: 1 can't say the same for me. DAVE: thats ok DAVE: but this isnt the last time youre gonna see me either so DAVE: maybe you gotta prep for more disappointments DAVE: at seein this face RUFIOH: *doesn't say much more after that, just wrapping his wings around himself like a makeshift blanket.*

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KANKRI: *After hearing about what happened Kankri made his way to visit Rufioh several hours later. Why was he doing this? Kankri could not be quite sure. 6ut he was angry, and confused, but mostly angry as to what has taken place.* RUFIOH: *Rufioh sits crosslegged on the ground, his expression guarded but quiet. He doesn't seem to see anything past the torn bits of paper in front of him, arranged back in place to resemble their previous shape like a puzzle. When Kankri enters his line of sight, he doesn't move or seem to react at all, wings folded behind him.* KANKRI: *He walks all the way up to stand just at the edge of the torn paper, not giving a damn as to what it is. Kankri crosses his arms and scowls down at Rufioh from his standing height.* KANKRI: It has cr9ssed my mind. KANKRI: T9 ask why y9u have d9ne what y9u did. KANKRI: 6ut since y9u have n9t even m9ved an inch since I have entered will y9u even 6e answering me. RUFIOH: 1 m1ght. *says in raspy tone. It's been a few hours since he talked.* not that 1t matters. KANKRI: I find that it might in fact matter a l9t. KANKRI: Why? RUFIOH: what do 1 owe you. *mutters, keeping his eyes downcasted* KANKRI: N9t anything really 6ut I feel that perhaps s9me decent part 9f y9u deep d9wn inside might 6e a6le t9 explain why y9u sta66ed the man wh9 rescued Lifera Peixes. KANKRI: A man wh9s pers9nality is int9llera6le 6ut was inn9cent n9ne the less. RUFIOH: *a ghost of his anger sparks up again but only a ghost. He felt so numb and unfeeling otherwise. When he speaks, his words sounds as gritted as his teeth.* he brought her here. d1dn't ask nobody. just d1d cuz he'd get away w1th 1t. RUFIOH: d1dn't g1ve two sh1ts what anybody m1ght th1nk about 1t. m1ght see how fucked up 1t 1s to let her walk around l1ke 1t's noth1ng. RUFIOH: maybe 1t 1s noth1ng. maybe 1'm the one who's fucked up. KANKRI: *He squints more at Rufioh, feeling further disapointment then he thought was even possible at this point.* S9 y9ur gut instinct was t9 make an attempt 9n his life, and risk thr9wing away the rest 9f y9urs. KANKRI: That is the c9nclusi9n y9u jumped t9. RUFIOH: 1'm gonna say aga1n, yo... RUFIOH: 1 don't owe you a s1ngle flake of the fuck 1 could g1ve what you th1nk or wanna know. RUFIOH: just leave me alone. KANKRI: ................ KANKRI: Fine. KANKRI: I will leave y9u al9ne. KANKRI: Y9u kn9w there was a time where I used t9 feel s9rry f9r what happened 6etween us Rufi9h. F9r the things that were said, the way we acted t9wards each 9ther. KANKRI: 6ut this is just...... I d9nt have w9rds t9 descri6e h9w wr9ng I have 6een a69ut y9u. RUFIOH: stuff 1t. RUFIOH: you've never cared about me. KANKRI: *Okay well now he is taking a step forward, getting as close as he can to the barrier of the cell itself.* Again! I have never underst99d why y9u ever th9ught that, we used t9 6e friends. KANKRI: I cared f9r y9ur well 6eing then. RUFIOH: fr1ends don't tell fr1ends they are the reason they're alone. *And that's all he really has to say about that.* KANKRI: ......... *He doesnt have anything to fight that. Kankri did say that, and he still felt awful about his words and temper getting away from himself in the heat of the moment.* RUFIOH: why are you st1ll here. KANKRI: *Kankri doesn't know what to say to that either. Why was he still here staring at Rufioh from the otherside of a locked cell block? He couldn't find good reason, and rather then admiting that, he turns abruptly and takes his leave without a word even hinting to a "Good bye."* RUFIOH: *the only thing he can do is blankly watch him go. Not that it was the first time.*

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-- chicaneAgamemnon [CA] began trolling aerugoTourbillon [AT]  -- CA: vwell, fancy seeing you here. CA: vwell, not really seeing you here since youre not actually here vwhere i am. CA: but maybe you should be. CA: vwhere i am is... pretty great. AT: pretty great? m1ght wanna f1ll me 1n, bro... just woke up from a k1ller nap. CA: hey, caught you at a good time then, huh? vwell... CA: i may havwe made a fort in the commons room. vwell, not a fort but a castle? CA: or something. CA: i dont knowv, im kind of high right nowv, i dont knowv vwhat yould call this. CA: ivwe also got this crazy sunburn. AT: oh... lol. l1ke a p1llow blockh1ve... 1 gotcha. AT: why the sunburn? CA: i got kidnapped and taken out to the ocean to learn howv to hunt. AT: k1dnapped? by who? CA: you knowv dualscar? AT: 1 guess so. can't say 1'm h1s b1ggest fan though. AT: why the hell d1d he k1dnap you? CA: he thought i vwas a vwimpy seadvweller for not being able to hunt or something like that. said something about howv i vwouldnt last long in the vworld if i dont knowv howv. AT: load of fuck1ng bullsh1t 1f you ask me. ser1ously though... AT: what's be1ng a seadweller got to do w1th anyth1ng. CA: i dont knowv, i think most are supposed to be crazy vwiolent vwarriors or something? they vwere on europa anyvway. not that i really sawv much of that, heh. i sure heard about it, though. AT: sh1t sounds l1ke bra1nwash1ng propoganda to me. CA: oh yeah?0 AT: yeah... 1 wouldn't l1sten to sh1t dualscar says 1f 1 were you, dude... AT: 1t's trolls l1ke h1m that has the world fucked up l1ke 1t 1s. CA: huh, i can kinda see your point. i did end up getting a pretty sick kill, though. i havwent had shark meat like that before. AT: bleh... AT: at least you had a good t1me, 1 guess. CA: vwell i dont knowv about that? i mean he literally dragged me out there, and nowv im sunburned and my arms are sore. AT: so... what was the po1nt. CA: hmmm... CA: i cant evwen find one right nowv. CA: heh, im pretty baked. CA: in more than one vway, get it? AT: yep... 1 get 1t. heh. AT: anyway... AT: 1f he ever does someth1ng l1ke that aga1n, just let me know. 1'll f1gure out a way to help you ba1l. CA: sounds svwell. you get to savwe the helpless damsel that vwould be me. AT: yeah sounds accurate. CA: vwait, are you into that kind of thing? or is that a turnoff? AT: 1... dunno how to answer that. AT: 1nto sav1ng damsels or dudes 1n d1stress? CA: i dont knowv, either, if it matters. CA: i mean vwho knowvs, maybe youre more into dudes in distress and damsels doing the savwing? CA: i vwouldnt judge. AT: 1 wouldn't judge e1ther. 1 just don't see 1t as matter1ng, lol. AT: whether 1t's dudes or dolls. CA: okay but that doesnt ansvwer the question. actually vwait... CA: vwhat ARE you into? AT: lol.... you're really baked r1ght now, bro. AT: wonder1ng what 1'm 1nto. CA: awv come on, evweryone has kinks. AT: not say1ng they don't. just feels random, haha. CA: is it? vwith that amazing segvway i just rode into this train of thought? AT: the only locamot1ve veh1cles 1 see gett1ng rode... 1s me outt1e. lmao. AT: k1nk talk just doesn't get dropped. or 1f 1t does... AT: 1 can't be held accountable for whatever you take away from sa1d talk. CA: hey, vwho says you vwould be accountable? im so baked i might not evwen remember any of this later. AT: okay... AT: maybe 1'm 1nto the 1dea of be1ng so out of 1t, you don't even remember the sh1t you got up to the party before. w1th who or... even how many. AT: nobody knows, yo... nobody knows. CA: heeeeey ivwe dont that so many times. if i dont feel like that after a party it vwas probably a bust. AT: lol. 1t's fun 1n moderat1on. CA: so vwhat else? vwhat other stuff are you into that i can agree about being into? AT: 1 dunno. AT: 1 guess 1 l1ke gett1ng my ha1r touched. AT: or maybe 1t's just a ha1r th1ng 1n general. CA: heh, vwith great hair like that you can afford to be real into it. AT: lol, thanks... AT: but 1 l1ke good ha1r on other people too. CA: glad to hear you appreciate mine too, i mean, all those hours i put into getting it perfect had better pay off. AT: won't hear me compla1n1ng. CA: okay, okay, one last thing and i svwear ill stop talking about this stuff, heh. AT: one last th1ng? CA: thing kink. kink thing. AT: hmm... AT: 1 l1ke 1t when 1t gets rough. CA: oh yeah, huh? like biting and stuff? AT: yeah, haha. that's pretty fun. AT: maybe 1'm just pla1n 1nto roughhous1ng. 1dk. AT: haven't gotten a chance to f1gure that one out exactly. CA: heh, i can vwork vwith that. just betvween you and me, me and feferi can get pretty rough, so im probably an expert on that one. AT: 1t's noth1ng l1ke a k1smes1s th1ng. at least... 1f 1t 1s, 1 a1n't had the chance to f1gure 1t out. AT: not a whole lot of p1tch prospects around. CA: hey, theres alvways fooling around vwith me to help you figure it out. im preeeetty full of all this pent up energy. and totally not just laying around a totally svweet pillowv fort. AT: hah... you're also h1gh as sh1t. AT: also there's a reason they call 1t a common room. CA: vwhat, are you chicken? CA: coo coo coo coo coo. AT: no... 1'm sober. lmao. CA: vwell fine, be that vway. but youre really missing out. AT: 1t's cool. AT: hope nobody catches you. CA: ... CA: hey you knowv vwhat, i think ill head to the room. thats vwhere you are right? AT: yeah, 1 am. AT: just woke up from a nap, remember? CA: oh right, heh. yeah, ill be firhgt ovwer. CRONUS: *8URSTS INTO THE ROOM and nearly falls over* RUFIOH: *uhhhhh... Well he's just lying around the couch, looking on. This is normal.* RUFIOH: you alr1ght, buddy...? CRONUS: heh, yeah, just hit the door a little harder than i thought. *shimmyshams on over to rufioh and just... flops right on top of him* RUFIOH: *oof. Yep, this is also normal. Pets up his hair and shoulders.* happens all the t1me, trollseph. CRONUS: mmm yeah. good thing you vwere here to catch my fall, amirite? *cronus you didn't fall on rufioh because of the door* RUFIOH: *it's okay, he's more than willing to humor Cronus's high ramblings* def1n1tely. you just get yourself relaxed, dogg... you're safe 1n my n1ce, strong embrace. *hehehe. Okay, he'll have some fun with this.* CRONUS: oh man, i feel ultra safe nowv. nothing can get me here. *shifts around and gets comfortable and cozy on him* CRONUS: *he decides to take a quick nip at Rufioh's jaw in the process, as well* RUFIOH: haha... you're so crazy. *chirrs, pleased at the kisses. Don't mind if he steals a smooch while he's at it.* dunno 1f 1 can wr1te that off as the dank og, though. CRONUS: crazy? really? thats harsh, man. might make me vwant to slam you dowvn into some hard pavwement or something, talking like that. *totally trying to take advantage of his newfound knowledge* RUFIOH: that's wrong. *snrrrrrrrrrrrrrks and boops him on the nose* wrooooooong. CRONUS: vwrong as in im totally bad or vwrong as in i missed the mark? *SCRUNCHES his boop'd nose, fins FLICKING* CRONUS: or a mix, ill take that too. CRONUS: i mean, i already knowv im bad anyvway. RUFIOH: you're talk1ng too much... 1 th1nk. *stroking up his head and horns, just like he likes* CRONUS: you think, eh? vwell- *the head/horn strokes get him to shut up REAL quick, his body relaxing and his eyes half closing contentedly. It was hard to act all tough and rough when rufioh is hitting his sweet spot like that*

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RUFIOH: -walking out into the beach, following up Aradia. It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Not a cloud in the sky. He whistles at some of his sea gull friends far far away. They cry back.- ARADIA: -it feels so NICE out here. nothing like the OPEN AIR. she walks alongside rufioh, taking in the scenery- what are they saying? RUFIOH: oh... -ears perk- RUFIOH: they're say1ng h1. 1 feed them from t1me to t1me... they know 1 have snacks on me. RUFIOH: 1n return, they let me hang out 1n the1r favor1te tree and tell me about current events. heh. ARADIA: so theyre trying to bribe you with their friendship for food? RUFIOH: haha, no! 1 fed them f1rst. RUFIOH: th1s relat1onsh1p 1s symb1ot1c, doll... a1n't nobody gett1ng br1bed one way or the other. RUFIOH: -flaps wings- they've actually told me about some pretty sweet places... that 1 haven't really gone cuz... yknow. RUFIOH: not too many fr1ends around w1th w1ngs to reach 1t. plus... 1 don't th1nk cronus would be about that no1se... s1nce he'd be able to sw1m there, techn1cally. -scratches at his neck, looking sheepish but also kind of hopeful.- maybe you want to check 1t out? ARADIA: -she looks excited about the prospect- definitely! i cant wait to see whats around here RUFIOH: -looks pleased and honestly, he can't help it. The excitement is contagious.- dunno 1f 1t's l1ke badass or off the hook... but 1t sounds pretty cool. RUFIOH: -spreads his wings and takes a running jump into the air, soaring to a rise.- 1t's... th1s way! -pchoooooooo!!!- }:D ARADIA: -ASCENDS INTO THE SKY and catches up with him- see? not so bad am i? RUFIOH: bangarang, meg1do! you've really got th1s down! -laughs and rolls in the air, the fanciest of tricks. The ocean's surface beats not even ten or fifteen feet below. It was intimidating but exhiliarating being so close to the water but... that just made it even more fun. He starts rising higher.- RUFIOH: up, doll... here we go! -and picks up speed, zipping through the air- KUKURUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -he crow, loud as he can- ARADIA: hey thanks! -she spreads her arms out and feels the breeze against her, diving every now and then to dip her hand slightly in the water, gliding just above it before rising to rufioh's height again. she laughs at his yelling- what does that mean? RUFIOH: noth1ng?? -flips himself and grins at her, actually flying backwards for a moment- RUFIOH: you just get a real b1g feel1ng deep 1ns1de and you... let 1t out! RUFIOH: c'mon doll... try 1t! ARADIA: um ok! -she takes a deep breath- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! RUFIOH: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! -hands cupped around his mouth- RUFIOH: hahaha, that was great, arad1a! }:D ARADIA: -she laughs loudly, letting her wings do most of the work here- thank you! RUFIOH: feels good, r1ght? you're just... one troll under the sky but you can do anyth1ng! you can go anywhere! RUFIOH: as fast as you want to!!! -suddenly takes a steep 50 foot nose dive- BANGARAAAAANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YEAH!!!!!!! ARADIA: -she follows suit and while her dive isn't as graceful as his, it's still something- yeah! woohoo! RUFIOH: -catches himself in an air current, the grin bright on his face- 1t's the best feel1ng 1n the whole world, doll! ARADIA: -she does the same and laughs- its pretty great! RUFIOH: -dipping lower and lower to the water, letting his hand skid over the waves. Happily singing some song in japanese. What a WEEB. At least until he perks up, spotting some shape about a mile away. Suddenly points to it.- hey, arad1a! check 1t!(edited) ARADIA: -she looks off in the distance and gasps- what is that? RUFIOH: -as the soar closer and closer to it, it turns out it's an old washed up ship. Centuries old and broken down into useless wooden pieces except for the shape of what it used to be. It appears to have been pushed up to the surface and caught in a shallow ring of sand. This is exactly what the seagulls were talking about.- damn... there 1t 1s! }:0 ARADIA: -her eyes widen and she flies closer with increased speed- this is amazing! we have to check it out! RUFIOH: hell yeah! -maybe she flies faster but Rufioh's feet manage to hit the ground first. Up close, it's easy to see all the decay on the wood. The brine and residue of sea salt, there was even a faint whizz of a breeze through the planks. The skeleton of the ship itself was half submerged in sand, Rufioh could do nothing but admire it.- holy sh1t... RUFIOH: 1t's even b1gger up close, doll. ARADIA: -lands next to him and does a little run toward it, tilting her head to get a better look at the frame- how old do you think this thing is? RUFIOH: pretty fuck1ng old? -snrks, letting her run ahead of him.- don't th1nk they make sh1ps l1ke th1s around anymore... RUFIOH: gotta be altern1an. beforus uh... wasn't actually around that long. ARADIA: this is so cool! -she takes her device out and immediately starts taking a ton of pictures from several angles- wow RUFIOH: -leaning around a wall of planks to peer into the vast barrel of the inside. It's empty of course, except for some dried up seaweed and what looked like empty seagull nests. Looked like their vacation home.- sh1t would make a good club h1ve, that's for sure. ARADIA: -joins him to also look. feferi would have loved to see this, and thinking about it makes her expression fade a little- RUFIOH: -doesn't see her expression right away because he's too busy inspecting the nests.- heh... guess th1s 1s seagull summer h1ve. f1gures why they'd tell me about 1t. -glances back at her with a smile.- ... RUFIOH: everyth1ng okay? ARADIA: -looks over at him, nodding- yeah ARADIA: just thought this would be something my ex matesprit would enjoy RUFIOH: oh... yeah. -Drops his hands to his sides and nods quietly. He knows that feeling.- RUFIOH: bet you could st1ll take p1ctures of 1t anyway. ARADIA: youre right! ARADIA: i can still show her RUFIOH: -rubs at his neck a little, taking a step back to let her snap some pics- ... RUFIOH: was 1t recent? ARADIA: -she continues to take more pictures- yeah ARADIA: a week ago i guess RUFIOH: -ears visibly droop and he sighs.- sorry... 1 mean. to hear 1t. -kicks a broken shell around- RUFIOH: break-ups suck major globes. ARADIA: they really do ARADIA: but its ok ARADIA: ill be ok! RUFIOH: def1n1tely true. RUFIOH: even 1f 1t a1n't r1ght now necessar1ly. ARADIA: right! ARADIA: i just have to think of it as an opportunity ARADIA: to do more stuff like this! RUFIOH: no 1 just mean... you don't have to th1nk of 1t as anyth1ng. RUFIOH: 1f 1t hurts... 1t hurts. doesn't need to be good or bad. RUFIOH: 1t just 1s. ARADIA: -she takes a deep breath- its hard to just let it hurt you know? RUFIOH: ... -looks off and ends up nodding.- yeah. RUFIOH: 1t doesn't mean you shouldn't though. RUFIOH: maybe. ARADIA: -also looks off, letting herself frown a little- i miss them RUFIOH: -the pangs of sympathy only increase- ...were they fun to hang out w1th? ARADIA: -she nods, her eyes watering slightly- really fun ARADIA: we could always count on each other ARADIA: and just talk for hours RUFIOH: aw, doll... -he can't help but edge closer to her, reaching a hand to place on her shoulder.- ...that could st1ll be there, y'know? 1f you let 1t. RUFIOH: you don't just forget bonds l1ke that... nobody does. RUFIOH: don't matter how much t1me passes or how far apart you go. ARADIA:-she blinks back the tears and offers him a smile- youre right ARADIA: i think they wanted to stay close with me too RUFIOH: yeah... see? RUFIOH: 1t's not so bad after all. just looks l1ke 1t r1ght now. -returns her smile and offers an arm out.- RUFIOH: probably... noth1ng a hug couldn't make better, huh? ARADIA: -takes that invitation and gives him a little hug- yeah not so bad! RUFIOH: -one armed hug is a happening, letting out a contented sigh as he releases her.- damn stra1ght. RUFIOH: we just do what we can... RUFIOH: 1'm just glad to help or l1ke... try to. ARADIA: -she seems a bit perkier than seconds before, smiling widely- no you are definitely helping! ARADIA: its sweet of you to do that for me RUFIOH: -gosh. He can't help but get drawn into her more cheerful energy.- 1'd do 1t anyt1me, yo. RUFIOH: you're l1ke... one of the coolest trolls 1 know. l1ke... a real w1se v1be. RUFIOH: l1ke you've seen stuff and 1t don't... make you less you. 1f that makes sense. ARADIA: -her wings flutter- that makes sense! and thank you ARADIA: youre pretty cool too! ARADIA: and ananya has great taste and she happens to love you so there is your proof RUFIOH: are you k1dd1ng? you'd have to be fuck1ng heartless not to love her. -smiles wide at the thought.- she st1ll pract1ce danc1ng? ARADIA: -she giggles, just thinking about it- cant stop actually RUFIOH: -shuffles before bobbing into a dance around the sand- gotta teach her the moves, yo. RUFIOH: she's gonna be a pro, just watch her. ARADIA: oh i have no doubt! ARADIA: you look like you have some moves RUFIOH: -stops with one bent knee, arms out SO SILLY- haha, okay but do you? that's the real quest1on. -grinning- ARADIA: -she laughs- maybe ARADIA: youll have to find a way to figure it out! :D RUFIOH: oh sh1t... that sounds l1ke a propos1t1on. -leans against wall, arms crossing DEEPLY thoughtfully- hmmmmm. ARADIA: hmmm! -watching him- RUFIOH: -snaps his fingers- dance party, yo. r1ght here, r1ght now. ARADIA: -feigns shock- without music? RUFIOH: we can break out the mus1c no probs, yo. -flips out his communicator.- check 1t! RUFIOH: - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqAf3bql9ik - RUFIOH: you down? ARADIA: -bobs her head at first- yeah! ARADIA: -starts bustin out some moves- RUFIOH: oh sh1t!!!! -slides back and starts rocking around again, throwing up his arms to the beat.- }BD ARADIA: -raises the roof!!!- uh oh! RUFIOH: -beatboxes, rythmically kicking up sand.- tss tss psh. RUFIOH: - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7m_QZZTb6Xc - RUFIOH: -reaches for some pieces of driftwood, flipping them in his hands until he's dancing and tapping at the planks like drums- ARADIA: -spins around in the sand, humming along- RUFIOH: hahaha! -tosses the sticks off as the song winds down, ending just. Flopping back into the sand.- oof. ARADIA:  -laughs and collapses back into the sand too, catching her breath. she turns her head to look at him- so do i have moves? RUFIOH: goddamn, a1n't no doubt about 1t. -laughs, putting an arm up behind his head- sure proved me wrong. ARADIA: you had doubts? -digs her fingers into the sand- RUFIOH: dunno what a troll 1s supposed to th1nk, tbh. let's be real. -papping some sand over her hand- ARADIA: -she grins at the sand papping going on here- i guess now you know what to think! RUFIOH: you leave no surpr1ses beh1nd... fo sho. -gazes up at the sun peeking through the broken deck- RUFIOH: th1s 1s... k1nd of awesome. just hang1ng. ARADIA: -looks up at the sky- yeah! have we ever done this before? RUFIOH: nah, not outs1de. we're always on the run, y'know? or 1'm up to some bus1ness or other. RUFIOH: mostly stup1d sh1t. you know how 1t goes somet1mes. ARADIA: oh im very familiar with how stupid shit goes RUFIOH: -snorts a laugh- so you're say1ng you've had your fa1r share before? ARADIA: well yeah! cant call myself an adventurer if i didnt RUFIOH: 1 can't really p1cture 1t. RUFIOH: c'mon. you got a story to share? ARADIA: i have so many that you need to give me a category of what kind of story you want to hear RUFIOH: alr1ght, alr1ght... categor1es, hm... RUFIOH: someth1ng funny. ARADIA: -her eyes widen- one time when i was exploring a temple i found this corpse ARADIA: but the funny part was that it was sitting up against the wall with its hand up ARADIA: like it was saying hi hahaha! RUFIOH: ....holy fuck. -fucking wheezes??? Maybe it's kind of weird how NOT AFFECTED he is.- how the hell does that happen??? ARADIA: well its likely somebody left it like that ARADIA: but i like to think it was completely coincidental RUFIOH: wow... some folks got a real sense of humor. -grows thoughtful again- RUFIOH: so you l1ke bones and stuff? ARADIA: -nods eagerly- yeah! remains always have a story ARADIA: thats why i like them ARADIA: figuring it out is the best part RUFIOH: yeah, doll 1 feel that way too! except you know... about fauna. heh. -sits up and shuffles through his sylladex, pulling out a small leather pouch.- 1 have some bones w1th me... 1f you wanna see them. ARADIA: -sits up excitedly- of course! show me! RUFIOH: so l1ke... when 1 used to l1ve w1th the tr1be. after 1 took 1t over and stuff. RUFIOH: we used to play games and use bones as currency k1nda. heh. 1 made that up. RUFIOH: troll w1th the most bones earned that day got to get f1rst d1bs on desserts for d1nner. RUFIOH: 1 was the leader so... 1 wore a vest full of them. }:) RUFIOH: -pours the bones out into his hand. Cleaned and treated bird, mice, and snake skulls, as well as several longer forelimb looking bones, ribs, vertebraes, all no bigger than his palm.- ARADIA: bones as currency? a vest full of bones? -she looks at his hand with all the BONES- those are so cool! RUFIOH: heh... thanks doll. -brings his knees up and rests his arms, still holding the bones- RUFIOH: they're cured too 1f you wanna keep them. unless you want to make em jewery too or someth1ng. RUFIOH: the sky's the l1m1t. a1n't l1ke 1'm gonna do anyth1ng w1th them. RUFIOH: they're k1nda from fauna that... don't ex1st anymore, 1 guess. ARADIA: -looks over at him- you dont want to keep them? ARADIA: bones from extinct creatures? RUFIOH: -smiles again but this time a little more sadly- maybe you could put em 1n the museum. RUFIOH: 1 got plenty more where those came from. ARADIA: -notices the sad smile and grows a bit more serious- we will take great care of them in the museum RUFIOH: yeah, yeah... never thought you wouldn't. 1 mean 1f anybody has an apprec1at1on for them, 1t'd be you... r1ght? ARADIA: -she looks over at him, grateful, and smiles- yeah it would! RUFIOH: -relaxes and grins with more genuinity- see? so 1 know 1 can trust you... heh... RUFIOH: -goes quiet then, finally just reaching to squeeze her hand- RUFIOH: 1t means... a lot. ARADIA: -looks down at their hands before squeezing back and looking up at him- im glad you can trust me ARADIA: honored really RUFIOH: aww, c'mon... a1n't no reason why 1 shouldn't. -lets her hand go, kicking back again- ARADIA: yeah ARADIA: ok i can agree with that ARADIA: or can i? -goofy grin- RUFIOH: uh oh... RUFIOH: that sounds a l1l threaten1ng... but nahhhh. RUFIOH: you wouldn't. RUFIOH: ... -dramatic side eye- or would you...........? ARADIA: -just grins at him- what do you think? RUFIOH: 1 th1nk you do whatever you put your m1nd to, doll... 1'm not here to stop you. -he says this but he's also digging his elbow into her side a little- ARADIA: -she laughs- thats accurate enough ARADIA: -elbows him back- RUFIOH: OOFffuck................... -wheezes a laugh and curls at his side, as best he can with his horns in the way anyway- you're made of the sp1ndly sh1t, yo. RUFIOH: r1ght 1n the r1b cage... ARADIA: im that strong huh? ARADIA: i dont even know the extent of my own power! ARADIA: how will i ever fix it? vannylociraptor - Last Tuesday at 8:20 PM RUFIOH: -rolls back onto his back, snickering- a sorry would be n1ce... probably. ARADIA: sorry :D  -she can't say it without giggling- RUFIOH: mmmoh my god... you're r1d1c, yo... someone fuck1ng help you. -the giggles are contagious. But at least he's trying to hide them into the crook of his arm.- ARADIA: you cant even pretend to be mad! you dont have my poker face -which happens to be a significant smile- RUFIOH: fuck.... RUFIOH: yeah, you're r1ght. RUFIOH: but you got plenty 1 don't so... where's the damage, actually? RUFIOH: nowhere. ARADIA: -lays back, snorting- plenty? i think youre exaggerating RUFIOH: uh, yeah? has anyone heard you laugh? 1t's l1ke... one of those awesome contag1ous ones. RUFIOH: f1lls up a whole room, doll! or the open sky, 1n th1s case. }:) ARADIA: -she turns her head toward him- who says yours doesnt? RUFIOH: pffft... not really no one? RUFIOH: but 1t's cool. yours 1s way n1cer. trust me. ARADIA: well thanks but yours is cute too ARADIA: i mean nice ARADIA: and cute ARADIA: cute and nice? ARADIA: did you know that there are several paths your soul can take after death RUFIOH: 1... -Has to let this work out in his head for a second.- RUFIOH: damn, doll. hope 1t doesn't have to do w1th my laugh somehow. RUFIOH: l1ke, a1ght... ruf1oh's got a n1ce laugh... but you what else 1s n1ce? RUFIOH: th1nk1ng about the d1fferent ways you can go when you d1e. RUFIOH: same tbh. ARADIA: -eyes widen- no it doesnt have to do with your laugh ARADIA: and it is fun ARADIA: (i think about it a lot) RUFIOH: -also lowers his voice to a whisper, scooting all close to her- (1 st1ll can't tell whether you're talk1ng about my laugh or dy1ng.) ARADIA: -scoots close to him too because they're whispering now- (dying but i could have a good time thinking about you laughing too) :D RUFIOH: -Okay. He can't keep the whispers down anymore, or put a lid on the laughter that is bubbling up.- god fuck1ng... f uck!!! -And here he is, cracking the fuck up, hand up in his hair.- th1s a1n't even someth1ng you l1ke... make up??? holy SH1T, HAHAHA! RUFIOH: just get away. yeah. 1 can't fuck1ng deal. -wheezes and attempts to roll up to sit. Goodbye horses, it's been a time.- ARADIA: -blinks at him- you werent being serious? RUFIOH: no... 1 mean. god. -holding his head and laughing, actually feeling some tears prickling his eyes. When was the last time he laughed this hard?? It had been a while.- RUFIOH: 1 was be1ng ser1ous... but so were you?? 1 can't compete w1th your level, arad1a... a1n't no way, a1n't no how. RUFIOH: you are someth1ng else. -glances at her, full of nothing but admiration- ARADIA: -she smiles up at him, laughing with him- yeah haha i guess it is pretty funny! RUFIOH: -tsks and nudges some sand at her- man... get outta here. -shaking his head- ARADIA: no i think ill hang out here for a while :D RUFIOH: yeah, me too... 1'd probably b1tch 1f you tr1ed to leave. RUFIOH: sorry to say... th1s 1s a k1dnapp1ng actually. you a1n't go1ng nowhere. ARADIA: -fakes a gasp- a kidnapping! what a twist of events! RUFIOH: -dramatically removing sword from his sylladex, standing to take a faux-menacing pose. He's done a little acting in his day.- taken capt1ve by the dread p1rate n1tram, doll... and he a1n't known to leave surv1vors. ARADIA: -sits up and rises to her feet. she's done some acting too, with flarp.- but little does he know that the troll he kidnapped was actually a seasoned explorer ARADIA: who had wit and escapist techniques that could awe any pirate! RUFIOH: fuck, he should have pred1cted th1s. -Honestly, it's a little too easy to get wrapped up in this. Quickly wrings out a hankerchief from his sylladex and cuts holes in it, then throwing the sword down, letting the blade of it embed in the sand. Suddenly, he has a red hankerchief mask tied over his eyes. And still he grins wide.- RUFIOH: th1s was go1ng to be a troll who was doomed to get under h1s fuck1ng feet. or maybe she could be an ally? RUFIOH: a1n't no t1me to f1gure 1t out! there's a mut1ny on deck! -takes up his sword in alarm before BOLTING outside- ARADIA: -dons a troll indiana jones hat from her sylladex accompanied with her whip and she is READY TO GO. she chases after him- a mutiny! lucky for them they both were excellent in handling surprises like this one! RUFIOH: brother f1ght1ng brother?? when the hell d1d 1t turn th1s way??? -swordfighting with fake enemies, he knows all the fancy steps. His feet kick up a little water as he runs along the small beach.- you d1dn't br1ng th1s, d1d you?? ARADIA: -she does fancy tricks with...a palm tree? a rock? yep. this is what roleplaying is all about.- when the pirate doubted himself as a leader ARADIA: a private moment but unbeknownst to him somehow the vibes spread to his crew! ARADIA: i would never be capable of doing such things! ARADIA: but i will assist you if you promise me my freedom ARADIA: and even throw in not harming you to boot! RUFIOH: arghhh, damm1t! 1 have no cho1ce! -lowers his sword one more time, hand coming to his temple. Slowly and with intense focus.- RUFIOH: they gonna remember why they chose me leader.  -the psychic pulsations from his thinkpan spread out into the water, picking up the thousands of animal minds he could sense. Before plucking up one in particular, the sharp toothed grin spreading wide on his face.- RUFIOH: let's dance, motherfuckers. -And at that moment, the water begins to surge ominously. Suddenly a HUGE SHARK bursts from the surface, baring teeth and leaping in an arc six or seven feet in the air before crashing back into the waves. Rufioh takes to the air again, crowing with all his might.- FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!! ARADIA: -she can't stop smiling as that SHARK busts out of the water like that, totally rufioh's doing. she follows his lead, flying up next to him and watching the waters below- that was amazing! RUFIOH: -punching the air and and laughing just... feeling free. Like he's six sweeps old and whole. Takes Aradia's hand and joyfully spins with her.- we d1d 1t! hahaha! ARADIA: -squeezes his hand and spins- they doubted us but we beat the odds! RUFIOH: and 1t was... fuck1ng awesome. -He felt like he could do anything. Finally just lets go of her hand and tilts himself back, letting himself fall to the ground. Feeling the breeze in his hair all the way until he rolls into the sand. The happiest bull moth in the world.- ARADIA: -follows suit and laughs when she hits the sand, laying back and spreadying her arms and legs out like she's making a sand angel. she can't stop laughing- RUFIOH: -giggling like a goddamn wriggler, just.- ughhhhhhhh... hahaha... -runs hands down his copper brown face.- 1 can never get enough of th1s sh1t. RUFIOH: 1 want to be here aga1n. and know 1 can st1ll feel l1ke th1s. RUFIOH: 1t's st1ll poss1ble. cuz... 1'm here. -just rambling. Maybe it means nonsense to her, but he has no idea.- ARADIA: -looks over at him and her laughter dies down. she understands completely, even if it might come off as nonsense- yeah ARADIA: same here RUFIOH: 1 th1nk you understand best out of everybody... -says, not realizing the copper was staining into the red of his makeshift mask. But he kept talking. The words flowing out of him all at once, like an undercurrent of emotion finally unblocked.- 1 don't... want to need people to feel th1s way. RUFIOH: th1s 1s me. 1 am th1s feel1ng. 1t's a part of me, how... could 1 let anybody take 1t away? 1've always been th1s way. ARADIA: i think that ARADIA: its ok to be around people who help you feel like this ARADIA: i think eventually the feeling will be felt in the in between you know? ARADIA: but i think that part of this particular emotion is knowing that youre not alone RUFIOH: 1'm not but... even 1f 1 was alone. -drags the hankerchief down his face, just letting the stream from his eyes run its silent course- 1'd be okay.(edited) RUFIOH: 1 th1nk that's what you make me th1nk about myself... and honestly. -his sighs are long and relieved. Weightless in a way he hasn't felt in a very very long time.- 1t's really fuck1ng dope, arad1a. ARADIA: -she turns so she can gently wipe his tears away with her thumb- well i hope you get to keep feeling it ARADIA: with or without me RUFIOH: -smiles, all watery and grateful for the tiny affection- 1 do, haha... RUFIOH: that's why 1t means so much. RUFIOH: 1'm just glad you're here. ARADIA: -her fingers glide across his cheek, her palm gently cupping the side of his face- im happy to hang around for a while RUFIOH: haha... you're l1ke a dream. -all soft expressions and a cool feeling running over his skin. He was here in the moment and nowhere else right now.- we don't gotta go anywhere 1f you don't want to. RUFIOH: l1ke... 1'm down to ch1ll 1f you are. RUFIOH: th1nk 1t goes w1thout say1ng.... 1 l1ke the 1dea of 1t. ARADIA: -she smiles at him, voice lowering- then lets hang out here ARADIA: do some chilling RUFIOH: wow... RUFIOH: ch1lled... to the bone. }:) RUFIOH: ... RUFIOH: gd1, that came out wrong. ARADIA: hey ill take it ARADIA: pretty much everything i say comes out wrong RUFIOH: yeah but do you p1ck up on 1t. that's the quest1on. ARADIA: most of the time no ARADIA: no i do not RUFIOH: so you're 1nnocent, see. RUFIOH: absolved of gu1lt, unl1ke me. RUFIOH: trolls who got the1r m1nds perpetually 1n the gutter, lmao. RUFIOH: can't even br1ng myself to l1e about that to you. RUFIOH: smh @ me. ARADIA: -she's blushing now, realizing what he really means- oh ARADIA: you mean ARADIA: oh RUFIOH: .... RUFIOH: oh my god. ARADIA: -now shes covering her face- oh my god RUFIOH: -Just. Fucking lies in the sand, gazing upwards. Gazing at himself.- do you ever just... RUFIOH: regret... somet1mes. RUFIOH: not always just. RUFIOH: yourself talk1ng. ARADIA: i kind of have an idea of what youre saying ARADIA: and if youre saying do i ever regret talking sometimes the answer is yes RUFIOH: what's better than th1s........ just a troll adm1tt1ng to h1s own d1rt. RUFIOH: gfd1... you d1dn't ask for th1s. -aaaand he's laughing again. But mostly in exasperation of himself. Why was he still talking again?-  maybe 1t's better th1s way. RUFIOH: would hate to surpr1se you later w1th how... not a gentletroll 1 actually am. -finds himself glancing at her. Then he smirks.- RUFIOH: as1de from other obv1ous facts about myself, 1 guess. ARADIA: trust me it takes a lot to surprise me ARADIA: -maybe scoots a little closer- what do you consider obvious? RUFIOH: -appears to deliberate over this, scratching at the small patch of scruff on his chin. Except he already knows what's at the forefront of his mind. It's just a matter of giving voice to it and better yet, not worrying about what it'll do if he does. It's hard to think about anything else but her close proximity.- juuust... y'know. honestly? RUFIOH: how crazy fuck1ng hot 1 th1nk you are. RUFIOH: been th1nk1ng. am th1nk1ng. -No point in hiding the way his eyes draw over the frame of her hair around her face, the curl of her horns, her mouth. Rufioh doesn't even try.- 1t's k1nd of hard not to. RUFIOH: 1'll be stra1ght... 1t throws me off someth1ng bad, yo. ARADIA: -she grows a little maroon from that, but nothing bad enough to deter her from this conversation. no, she definitely wants to keep moving forward with whatever the hell this is. she tilts her head to see exactly how close they really are, right here in the sand. and her train of thought is likely aligned with his.- ARADIA: -her gaze shifts to his face again, and she smirks at his words- wonder what could help with that ARADIA: the whole throwing you off thing ARADIA: i might have a couple of ideas RUFIOH: -the grain of astonishment grows the further he watches the thoughts work out through her expression. The lopsided smile quirks up into a knowing grin the more her eyes wander. And the smirk on her face. Holy. Fucking. Shit.- who says... you a1n't help1ng already. RUFIOH: but damn doll... 1f 1'm not go1ng to turn down that generos1ty. -voice lowers to a murmur, as if he's conscious of the way his own bloodpusher thuds.- bet 1 can guess what 1t's l1ke. ARADIA: yeah? ARADIA: well guess away -her fingers just BARELY graze up one of his arms, not daring to look away- im curious RUFIOH: -his own fingers twitch for hers, as if he's itching to return the slight touch but then doesn't. Dark copper eyes are fixed with hers.- 1t's l1ke you a1n't ever checked you out. RUFIOH: not that 1 have anyth1ng aga1nst cur1os1ty... you never know someth1ng t1l you f1nd out, huh. RUFIOH: but 1 could guess just by look1ng.... 1t's someth1ng real n1ce. ARADIA: id say its worth finding out ARADIA: for sure ARADIA: -she sits up suddenly, and for a moment it may appear as if she's rising to her feet, but she sure as hell isn't...instead, she maneuvers herself to just BARELY lean over him while at his side.- just to confirm RUFIOH: -had managed to keep his cool, at least until suddenly she's leaning over him. It could be with how swift the movement was, the wild tumble of her hair, or just... everything. His face floods with heat at the new, interesting angle her face takes.- RUFIOH: ...conf1rm1ng sounds good. -comments in a low tone- RUFIOH: we should probably get that out of the way. ARADIA: might be worth a shot ARADIA: -she bites her lip for a moment before ducking her head down so that her lips meet his, one of her hands now on the other side of him- RUFIOH: -Aradia's a girl who takes charge. He really should have seen this coming. Ruf doesn't want to ask where it was coming from, or why, how long it was going to last. He only knew the press of her lips was soft against his, the warm scent of her breath as he pauses.- ...fuck. -Then her kiss is his to have as soon as he takes up her lips again, hand coming to stroke up her side.- ARADIA: -who would have thought...a ram...taking charge...regardless, and kissing him like this just feels good in a way she can't exactly pinpoint. she's relieved when he kisses her again, his exclamation causing her to smile slightly. in the moment, she finds no reason not to practically crawl on top of him, head dipped in passionate kisses while she holds herself up- RUFIOH: -it was like something out of a feverish dream he's had before. Warm pulses of feeling sparking into flame as his desire for her takes hold. Rufioh rolls himself up to meet her kisses halfway and then tugs her downward, his hands sliding up her back. Deliberately bunching at her shirt to feel the shape of her, before sliding back down again. Who knows what else he's thought about doing for a while.- ARADIA: -her wings are fluttering with excitement, pace noticeably quickening with the feel of his hands exploring her back, her chest pushed down against his while one of her hands slides up behind his head and into his hair. she wants too touch him more than ever but these things take...- ARADIA: -time- RUFIOH: -hands running up into his hair is such a weakness, his breath catches against her lips. Breaking the kisses for just a moment.- a lot... can be happen1ng r1ght now. 1f you want. -rumbles, nipping at the edge of her flushed mouth.- 1'm down. ARADIA: -it's been a long time since she's done anything like this, and it has her pusher racing faster than she can comprehend. when he mentions going further, she nods, letting out a relieved laugh- good ARADIA: me too :D RUFIOH: -hums, satisfied with her response as the kisses venture further. Teasing against her jaw and below her earlobe. Even this was all new territory. Rufioh wanted a chance to appreciate it all.- could... duck 1n for cover... RUFIOH: or not. RUFIOH: don't f1nd myself car1ng much. -says this while stroking along her lower back. Almost like a promise.- ARADIA: -she closes her eyes and soaks in the feeling of his lips on her skin, the way it gives her chills. and maybe right now, she's not thinking of moving anywhere else. in fact, she doesn't that in his words at all- you can duck wherever you want as far as im concerned RUFIOH: -Oh... Well her words certainly put an interesting spin on things. As well as gave him plenty of ideas. But if experience has taught him anything, it's that sloppy make outs and sand don't exactly mix all that well. So then he's sitting up and securing arms under her rump, wings beating to life as they both rise. Rufioh to his feet and she still in his arms. Back into the broken down ship space they go.- you got 1t, pretty p1x1e. ========== NSFW AHOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =========== ARADIA: oof -she wraps her arms around his shoulders as they rise and she has a free ride to this awesome broken ship. while they're walking, she can't help but press kisses to his neck to pass the time, even if it's right there. she doesn't want to slow down, even if they are moving- RUFIOH: -the warm rushes of feeling from the tiny kisses on his neck just felt so goddamn good. It was hard willing himself to be patient. It didn't look like she minded his choice of location at all. In fact, they both seemed pretty fucking into ducking into the shade of the broken old planks.- RUFIOH: -rolls the both of them onto a picnic blanket he drops from his sylladex, giving no shits of the mess of sand it was going to be later on. He was mostly focused on getting her back into his lap.- RUFIOH: damn... rem1nd me where were we aga1n. -plucking up her kisses with his, coaxing her to resume the makeout session. Perfect- ARADIA: -it doesn't take  much coaxing at all, and she's pretty damn grateful for this blanket. she adjusts herself into his lap, practically straddling his waist from the way he was already carrying her,- somewhere around here ARADIA: -her hand slips up into his hair again, curling her fingers against dark and bright strands, her lips deepening his kisses each time they meet- RUFIOH: -Right... now he remembers. All those lustful urges of his pique in full swing with the reminder of her legs around him, her weight in his lap. The fingers carding into his hair that drove him nuts with hunger, had his tongue daring to punctuate the messy surge of Aradia's kisses. Enough to get a taste of her and hopefully, excuse the hands that were busy pushing under her shirt to get at her back again. Circle at her waist.- ARADIA: mmm -she can feel how much he wants her in his kiss alone, and she welcomes every bit of  his mouth should he press further. her grip in his hair tightens as she feels his cool hands beneath her shirt again. her other hand grazes over the top of his shirt, over his chest, feeling the slight rises and the dips and she hopes to become very well acquainted with this part of him (among others) soon- RUFIOH: -There was only one way she was really going to enjoy his chest here. And that was going to come with a view. Arm secured around her, he tilts Aradia from his lap to carefully lay her onto the blanket. Nuzzles into her shoulder for a minute before rearing back, kneeling in front of her with a flushed smirk on his face. Fingers reach up behind him to loosen the snags of his shirt, finally just shrugging it off until he's gray and bare-chested for her to enjoy. All pretty but solid muscle. Rufioh has worked hard to keep it that way.- ARADIA: -she can't take her eyes off him and she sure as hell won't when he finally takes off his shirt. damn, he's built, and her eyes might widen a little. She doesn't waste any time, reaching up just to pull down at his arm to get him on top of her so she can feel him- thanks RUFIOH: pretty sure that's my l1ne, yo... -He has no trouble settling over her, propping himself by his elbow to give her the full access of his chest. The same arm is going to cushion under her head, his free hand giving enamored strokes of her hair.- you're fuck1ng gorgeous. ARADIA: there are some things you can recycle -she snickers, running her hand up his chest and blushing at the look in his eyes. how could she not?- ARADIA: you too ARADIA: i mean damn ARADIA: hahaha RUFIOH: lemme just say... 1t's one th1ng look1n good cuz 1t's your job. -twines a finger around a single lock of her hair as he speaks. The same hand then starts to drift up to stroke along her forearm feeling on his chest, a distracted look growing on his face.- ...1t's a whole other play1n f1eld when you're a total knock-out w1thout even try1ng. ARADIA: -her hand slides up to his shoulder as he speaks and while she's still blushing, she appreciates this more than he knows. Being in this position actually feels nice, validating, dare she say special.- you can thank your taste for that ARADIA: but thats really sweet RUFIOH: -snorts and finds himself grinning, lowering himself to puff his breath just by her neck.- hmmm, yeah... taste's got someth1ng to do w1th 1t. RUFIOH: s1nce you're ment1on1ng 1t... -soft kisses begin to work into her skin, gradual and quiet.- ARADIA: -the tickle of his breath and his lips has her pushing slightly on his head in encouragement, inhaling sharply- yeah? ARADIA: i hear there are a few different kinds RUFIOH: mmm...  guess 1 could f1nd that out for you. -mumbles, kisses dipping lower, trailing over the shape of her collarbone. Hums as her hands press at his head, reminding him of the task at hand. Or rather, what he could be doing with his hands instead. His touch moves up her side, experimentally squeezing at her waist, her shoulder, and finally the shape of her breast. A full, soft shape under the circling of his palm and goddamn, thoughts of what he'd like to be doing to her are very prominent in his thinkpan all of a sudden. But for now, Rufioh watches... and listens for permission to continue.- ARADIA: -she responds to his hand on her chest by moving her hand to place over his, a "keep going" vibe as her fingers press into his- how thoughtful of you ARADIA: -she can't help but laugh lightly at the feeling of his lips, but it's  a good feeling. One that makes her feel wanted and anticipation for what's to come at the same time- youll have to pass on the information ARADIA: but i might be able to return the favor RUFIOH: -okay he's gotta laugh too, kind of finding himself caught up in her little rambling tangents.- nah, trust me... by the t1me we get th1s roll1ng, there w1ll be charts l1ke... t1me tables, and hell... even a sl1de show for a presentat1on. RUFIOH: key bullet po1nts to d1scuss. the whole n1ne.  -says this all while rolling her shirt up her chest and moving to unhook her bra. So casual.- ARADIA: ...is it weird that methods of illustrating research turn me on? ARADIA: -she moves to help pull her shirt over her head and horns so he can access her bra...and while she's not in a rush, it's too tempting to allow him easy access- RUFIOH: can't say 1t's the we1rdest th1ng 1've ever heard of, no... -by the time he's helped her out of her bra, Rufioh feels hot with satisfaction all over. He drinks in the sight of her lying topless and close enough to taste forgoes all his thoughts of holding back.- RUFIOH: why not... expla1n 1t to me? -asks, distracted again when he begins palming over her chest. Smile suddenly quirks on his face, thumbing one of her nipples.- turns out 1 got a th1ng for hear1ng you talk. ARADIA: -his hands feel cool against her skin, and she knows it's only the beginning. so the fact that his thumb barely over her nipple elicits the tiniest of sounds from her mouth means maybe she's needed this for a long, long while.- you want me to explain how youre making me feel? -she's down, just clarifying- RUFIOH: l1ke sure, you can... or you can talk about ways to 1llustrate research aga1n. -rythmically circles his thumb and presses a grinning smooch to the center of her chest.- 1 mean... whatever gets you go1ng. heh. ARADIA: oh! -she inhales, looking down at him and stroking his hair- yeah i can ARADIA: talk about ARADIA: archaeological journals and their importance to society ARADIA: or timelines ARADIA: timelines are great RUFIOH: ...do t1mel1nes get you go1ng? -resumes the palming over her chest, running his hand in small, thorough arcs over her pretty flesh. He'd ask more but with Aradia stroking into his hair, his mouth becomes preoccupied with treating attention over her breasts. He's still listening.- ARADIA: well yeah i mean -she needs a second to breathe and collect her thoughts with his very distracting mouth that gives her small pulses of pleasure each time he kisses her- i mean ARADIA: watching things develop watching ARADIA: mmm civilizations develop RUFIOH: people don't have a cho1ce but to go... up. -rumbles, suckling indulgent little spots over her supple, maroon-flushed skin. Breath puffs slowly in periodic intervals, as he remembers to string his sentences together again.- just the1r nature, huh. RUFIOH: -hand is starting to slip further down her belly, almost like an afterthought- ARADIA: up in -with each sucking motion rufioh executes, she ends up having to pause to attempt to collect herself, but now it's to the point where she's still determined to talk and her words are starting to string together with humming, happy little moans in between- up in sweeps ARADIA: up in ARADIA: woo ARADIA: technological ARADIA: advancements but mmm ARADIA: sometimes destroyed to hhhhextinction RUFIOH: -gently cups his hand along her inner thigh, not quite touching her yet... but working up to it.- makes you wonder... all the cultures and people that have been forgotten... RUFIOH:  -A few heartbeats later, his touch shift higher and begins rubbing her between her legs. Maybe it was weird to be talking about this while touching her inappropriately but somehow... it was flooding him with gratification. Hitching up his breath although there was practically no friction between them.- RUFIOH: a1n't no words for someth1ng l1ke that. -His voice has dropped to nearly a whisper, watching her expression through dark eyes, rubbing at her nook through her trousers.- ARADIA: -oh god damn this is her SHIT. Having such an important discussion while being pleasured in various ways. there's an aching behind the fabric where he rubs his fingers against her, a longing for more. more of him, more of this.- ARADIA: only stories ARADIA: and -now her breath hitches- remains ARADIA: and legends ARADIA: but i like to think that mmmmaybe ARADIA: they wanted it that way RUFIOH: heh... 1f they couldn't have that knowledge... nobody could. -exhales with satisfaction. Don't mind if he stops touching her long enough to move, kneel by her legs. His attentions now focus on squeezing along her legs, part her by the knees, and rubbing her thighs over until he's working her lower body into bonelessness.- someth1ng k1nd of badass about that k1nd of, uh.... -huffs. Shit. Now that he was kneeling, it was a lot easier to feel conscious of his boner shifting, trapped in his pants. Heat colors his face another shade of brown.- def1ance. even after they're... gone? -f uck.- ARADIA: yeah exactly-- -she occupies herself with talking while he shifts, and damn, he's got a talent at relaxing her and invigorating her senses all at once without much effort at all- ARADIA: so with the civilizations that were defeated by stronger empires ARADIA: they werent really defeated at all RUFIOH: afterl1fe goals, tbh. -a single fang snags against his lip as bites it, generous as he massages her over. It was the tiny details he found enthralling. The dark splay of her hair, the gentle rise of her bare torso as she arched and breathed, and the measured, distracted expression on her face as she rambled. Eventually, his hands move up to her waist again, resting against the buttons of her pants.- RUFIOH: d1d you wanna... or should 1 just... -he has no idea what he's asking exactly. Maybe if he tugs at her pants, his point can be communicated better.- ARADIA: -she's relieved when he tugs at her pants and she nods, sitting up a little to try and help him remove them.- combined effort? ARADIA: -she giggles, face flushed as she gets to kicking them off- ok ARADIA: much better RUFIOH: -There she is... in all her pantied glory. Hands rest just above her knees, thumbs tracing little appreciative circles as he openly admires her.- okay, well... 1 gotta repeat here for a second. RUFIOH: you're k1nd of fuck1ng smok1n? 1 can't bel1eve 1'm see1ng th1s r1ght now. RUFIOH: 1t's l1ke... somet1mes... you just see a troll you just wanna do th1ngs to. th1ngs you wanna forget your hatchname to. holy... god damn. ARADIA: -she laughs at his reaction, and if it were possible for her face to flush a deeper maroon, it would. she tilts her head at him- are you saying you thought of this before? RUFIOH: just a l1ttle, 1 mean... can you blame me? ARADIA: i dont hold it against you ARADIA: but anyway ARADIA: looks like you have your chance :D RUFIOH: -she smiles all wide and fuck... He can't even bring himself to feel guilty about touching her then. Knuckles slide against the wet shape of her slit in her panties, smudging his touch with maroon. The thin fabric doesn't really do much to hide or keep the wiggle of her bulge contained. From here, his head is lowering to kiss down the insides of her legs, starting from her knee and working his way downward.- RUFIOH: heh... maybe we shouldn't fool around anymore. -mutters, finally just hooking his fingers onto her underwear and sliding them off completely.- 1 know what 1 want. ARADIA: -she feels his touch, teasing, just slightly, and by now her bulge has already unsheathed, slipping out through her underwear, and the fact that his head is in between her legs for a moment makes her breathing shaky. but while she appreciates the foreplay, she's more than happy to keep it moving. so is her bulge, apparently, the way it seems to reach out for him, for something, the second he removes her underwear- ARADIA: -she grins at him encouragingly, lying back again and watching with intrigue, nook pulsing- then go get it RUFIOH: -At her prompt, there's no time to waste. As soon as Aradia splays herself out, Rufioh is lurching to gather her up in his arms and feeling rough about it. Knees are being hooked over his horns while his hands come to secure along the back of her thighs, groping at her ass when he tilts her hips for further exposure. A fierce, lusty look in his eye meets her grin of encouragement, fixed on nothing but her expression as he takes to pressing experimental kisses to the spread of her nook. Before too long, low growling kisses dissolves into draws of his tongue, working and tasting the fine wet flush of her folds.- ARADIA: -she gasps at the surprise of his actions and yet completely adores this change of pace. her knees rest over his horns, and with his kisses in such sensitive areas and then his tongue oh god his tongue. she nearly chokes out a moan, followed by several ragged breaths. she can't not grab a hold of his hair to keep from him from going anywhere- fuck RUFIOH: -the hair tug illicts another growl from him, spiraling tension down his spine that even seems to clench deep down in his own nook. Fuck was right. His senses are full of the sight, taste, and feel of her dark red musk. It's just a matter of circling the flat of his tongue into the sweet spot of her seedflap, over and over with slow deliberation until she wouldn't dare tether her pretty sounds down. The crude sounds of his suckling are punctuated by his puffs of breath until finally, he rears forward to run his tongue along the curve of her bulge, tilting her knees further apart until he can have access at the mess of maroon. Then it's back to putting his mouth to work along the drip of her slit. Unrelenting in his hunger for her.- ARADIA: -he's committed, for sure, and it appears that there was no lie in him saying he knew what he wanted. her back arches with the rhythmic feel of his rough tongue, unrestrained moans leaving her mouth as if it were some sort of song: his breath the best and her focalization a a mere accompaniment to the subtle beauty of it all. even if she's lying down, her legs quiver by the time he moves to her bulge and runs his tongue over it, and she whimpers as her bulge desperately searches for his, grasping desperately until he parts to go back to what he was doing before.- ARADIA: -half-lidded eyes in the midst of the haze of the feeling shows how exactly preoccupied she is at the moment, taking moments to admire the vantage point of his head in between her thighs. The viewpoint does nothing to cease the whines and moans and groans, but then again, she doesn't want to- RUFIOH: -the symphony of her sounds was driving him batshit and as her legs tense over his horns, Ruf has to remember how unfortunate it was he still had his pants on. Painfully unfortunate, actually. Rolls his tongue over the flushed lips of her nook and circles the insides of her thighs over with his thumbs one last time.- RUFIOH: fuck, meg1do... how far'd you wanna go? -asks, his tone sounding gruff. He'll be guiding her legs off of him, letting her uncoil for a moment before rearing back to snap the buttons off his pants.- ARADIA: -she pants, strained noises preceding a sigh when he pulls away from her. he was good, so good, and the idea that he needs time to remove his own bottoms seems frankly preposterous. she may be psionically removing them faster, and she definitely is. rufioh should notice that his pants and underwear--should he be wearing them-- are sliding down once he unbuttons himself- ARADIA: -she leans up with excitement, holding herself up by her elbows and grinning at him- as far as i can go RUFIOH: -Well shit. So much for that. It takes no time at all for him to discard his pants, kneeling nude with the hearty length of his bulge curling wetly against his thigh. Exhales a short laugh as he makes the crawl back, looming and meeting lips with a similarly enthused kiss. It's really hard not to share her excitement.- that's a broad request. -rumbles against her lips- ARADIA: -she giggles, meeting his kiss with fervor, running her hands along his sides now that he's right here for her to enjoy all of him, however she wants. part of it is obvious with the way her own bulge wastes no time in twisting around his, the feeling of it alone enough to elicit a sharp gasp. She kisses him again- well you kind of strike me as an overachiever RUFIOH: guess 1 can't help 1t... some of us only l1ve once. -grunts against the sweet tangle of her bulge with his when he settles himself over her midrift. Pleasure begins to coil at his core the more their colors smudge together, the more she touched him and the closer their bodies drew together. The mingling friction spread tiny pulses of tension starting from his bent shoulders to the tips of his curling toes. Fuck... Fingers tense into stray locks of her hair, senses hyperly conscious of her every gasp and sound.- ...1 don't wanna wa1t anymore. -puffs out, breath hard against her neck.- ARADIA: -she giggles at his joke but it's cut off by the intense sensations she received simply by the way they're intertwined. When his breath tickles her neck, she shivers beneath his touch and nods quickly-  then dont RUFIOH: -takes a second to steady his breathing and bask in the affirmation of her words. But that doesn't mean the banter has to die down.- so... an overach1ever, huh? -pecks her cheek, now leaning his hips away to politely coax their tangled bulges apart. Just focuses on the sound of her voice.- ARADIA: -it's difficult to slow her breathing as well, but it's definitely not a priority.  she leans her cheek into that kiss before she helps them separate- yeah ARADIA: wouldnt you agree RUFIOH: overach1ever maybe... 1 don't l1ke leav1ng certa1n bases unturned. -making casual conversation but is also guiding Aradia to turn over. Secure herself on her elbows and knees. Any doubt of where he's going with this is removed as he begins to shift and line himself up behind her.- wonder what that makes you. ARADIA: -she rolls onto her knees and elbows with his encouragement, pusher pounding erratically. her wings flutter and she's shaking a little, but she regrets nothing about this.- thats a mystery youll have to solve yourself RUFIOH: hhhgh... -doesn't mind the wing flutters so much, especially from this perspective. The heat was pounding in his pusher, his thinkpan, bringing a cool sheen of sweat to his skin. He smooths palms over Aradia's hips and rear, feeling all the little ways the trembles reached her knees as he spread them on either side of him. Better yet was the slick brush of his tip against her entrance, sliding in experimental mallible motions until he began to settle past the folds of her nook. A breathless moan escape him but it only drives him to rush and roughly hitch their hips together, pushing Aradia to settle around his length.- 1 say... you just l1ke the game. -rolls himself in a single thrust as he speaks, driving himself further into her impossibly hot tightness. A hand comes to squeeze at her thigh for dear life.- fffuck... ARADIA: -even if he was heating up, she felt so much warmer that his hands felt almost cold against her skin, and he already felt so good. She feels the pulsing inside of her nook at his teasing, way she tightens around him when he's finally inside of her. At the thrust, she makes a balanced mix of a moan and a whine, shutting her eyes tight. it's hard to focus on what he's saying when they're like this- if i do ARADIA: would you ARADIA: hold it against me? RUFIOH: th1nk 1 could get over 1t. -pants out his response and releases his grip on her hip to settle his palms into the ground. No inhibitions, just the rough force of Rufioh grinding himself into her by the distribution of their shifting weight alone. It gets difficult to string words there for a moment, the more his bulge coiled and then surged back to bury itself into her. White hot pleasure begins pooling in his core as a rythmn of the coiling motions builds as he takes her like he's wanted, the rise and roll of their hips as shallow as his breath, his hazed out thinkpan.-  th1nk 1 can get over ahh-- a lot of th1ngs at th1s... po1nt. ngghhhhh... fuck. yes. ARADIA: ah -her fingers dig into the blanket, letting every noise she makes turn uninhibited, apparent by just how loud she is and CAN be out in the middle of nowhere. Every push, every way she can feel him moving inside of her and against her skin makes it near impossible to keep talking.- yeah ARADIA: keep going -it's all she can manage to say as she can feel that steady slow climb rising higher and higher- RUFIOH: -the goal was to stroke at that desirable sweet spot deep inside her, a tight tight spot the head of his bulge can twist and probe into until they're both spilling over in a pail's worth of genetic material. The mingled sounds of their pleasure was the sweetest song to his hearing ducts, his hips thrusting against her in deep, indulgent motions. But he could hear her building peak, feel it with her every pulsation around him.- RUFIOH: fuck... you're a mess. -breathes out, sweaty as he straightens himself to take hold of Aradia's hips between his hands. Her thighs are spread futher until she's openly rocking herself onto him. - c'mon, c'mon... you're gett1ng there. you look so fuck1ng-- good. -growling in earnest, hands guiding her hips in sharp motions. They were both actually very close.- ARADIA: -she rolls herself back against him, harder than before, and his words are enough to make her grin but not enough to elicit much of a verbal response. She can't stop smiling, listening and feeling and being so sucked in this moment that she cant imagine herself anywhere but the very, very top. and with their combined effort, her breathing thickens, muscles tighten around his bulge in a release that has genetic material spilling out of hers, all the while the pinnacle reached within her nook. she  lets out a sharp cry as she gets there, and fuck it feels amazing- youre the mess ARADIA: fuck RUFIOH: hah-- hhhholy fuc--  -he would laugh, or maybe he does?? But the sensation of her spasming walls around him, have him lurching in a spiral of spilling heat pouring into the tight space of her nook. Pleasure rocks out of him with unprecedented force, leaving him flushed, shivering, and hunched over her. He certainly wasn't expecting it, just like he wasn't expecting the wave of embarrassment to wash over his prickled, sweaty skin as soon as the sparks white light die from his thinkpan.- ...........sh1t. ARADIA: -she practically collapses underneath him, and she IS laughing. but it's not out of anything amusing in the slightest, it's just there's no other way to express how happy she is right now without wasting her breath on words that don't really do it justice. she catches her breath, grabbing one of his hands and bringing it closer to her so she can turn and kiss the top of it before letting it go- RUFIOH: alr1ght just... gd1. -Maybe Aradia wasn't laughing at anything in particular but Rufioh sure was laughing at himself. She smooches his hand while he's still trying to process laughing in the throes of an orgasm. He slides off of her, slumping into the blanket in defeat. Face planted to the ground.- .......1 can't fuck1ng bel1eve that happened. ARADIA: well you better because it did -she still laughs, looking over at him while also attempting to catch her breath- either that or be completely delusional 😃 RUFIOH: 1 just... -raises his head to place it in a facepalm.- RUFIOH: 1 swear to god that's never happened before. -muffled.- ARADIA: you know i thought i knew what you were talking about ARADIA: but now i dont ARADIA: -rests her head over folded arms- RUFIOH: .......... RUFIOH: 1've never laughed myself 1nto a pa1l before. RUFIOH: -dies a little inside saying it aloud- RUFIOH: ..............fuck. -and now he's laughing again. Help him.- ARADIA: -and she's giggling- what? ARADIA: oh my god ARADIA: rufioh -she buries her face in her arms before grinning over at him- i mean i honestly take it as a compliment RUFIOH: a1ght... na1l 1t back to h1ve base. thank you. -he can't stop grinning and snickering. He is three sweeps old.- ARADIA: youre welcome ARADIA: thats what im here for RUFIOH: na1l1ng back to h1ve base... okay.... RUFIOH: 1 see how 1t 1s. -rolls until he's lying on his back, still flushed brown all over as he relaxes- ARADIA: -her wings are moving slowly back and forth, and her hair is a fucking mess. some of it is stuck to her face from the sweat, but WHATEVER.- how are you feeling? RUFIOH: mmm... -a purr starts up despite himself- RUFIOH: l1ke 1'm fly1ng. ARADIA: sounds accurate to me RUFIOH: 1t's l1ke a dream... 1 sure as hell a1n't wak1ng up from 1t. -Funny as he says, his eyes are drifting closed.- today was a fuck1ng adventure. RUFIOH: ... RUFIOH: yeah, 1 sa1d that r1ght. ARADIA: -she looks at him for a moment, silent, and then starts laughing hysterically- oh my god RUFIOH: shhhh... shhhhh. -hehehehehe, rolls over to press a giggling smooch to her.- 1've been known to get that react1on. ARADIA: oh have you hahaha? -grins at him- RUFIOH: damn stra1ght.... just me have th1s. -nods sagely and gently paps her boob- good game, doll. ARADIA: did you just good game me? -she swats his hand, smiles away- RUFIOH: 1 th1nk 1 just d1d... -rests his arm over her middle, relaxing with a content smile on his face. He's going to doze... just for a minute or two.- ARADIA: -curls up next to him and closes her eyes for just a little while. it's safe to say whether she falls asleep or not, the corners of her lips stay turned upward in a smile-

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-- gynecicArbitrator [GA] began trolling aerugoTourbillon [AT] -- GA: Hey. This is Rufio+h's handle, right? AT: uh... yeah th1s 1s h1m. don't recogn1ze th1s handle though. GA: This is Po+rrim. AT: oh. AT: f1gured, 1 guess... jade text and all. AT: sup. GA: It's pro+bably no+ surprise that I want to+ talk abo+ut Kankri. AT: 1f you wanna... sure. not l1ke 1'm gonna turn you away or anyth1ng. AT: not my style. GA: That's go+o+d to+ kno+w. GA: I want to+ start o+ff by saying that I'm the first to+ admit Kankri is... uh... "difficult." GA: Still, I o+nly really kno+w his side o+f what's go+ne o+n between yo+u. But I also+ kno+w him well eno+ugh to+ piece so+me things to+gether. GA: And even if I seemed stando+ffish the o+ther day, it's o+nly because he's my friend. My dumb friend who+ will inevitably escalate his situatio+n when he's in the po+sitio+n to+ do+ so+. AT: okay... that's cool. AT: about be1ng h1s fr1end and look1ng out for h1m, 1 guess. AT: 1t's not really my bus1ness who knows what about the s1tuation. and where they're gonna stand. AT: 1 only know where 1'm at... and that's all 1 need to know. AT: or care about, honestly. no offense. GA: I guess that's mo+re my co+ncern. GA: As much as I want to+ lo+o+k o+ut fo+r Kankri, I do+n't think it's go+o+d fo+r either o+f yo+u if yo+u can't exist in the same space witho+ut so+me civility. It pro+bably go+es witho+ut saying. AT: sounds l1ke some pretty forward fuss1ng, doll. AT: not sure how to feel about 1t. GA: Yeah, well... That's me. I meddle, apparently. GA: Yo+u can feel any so+rt o+f way yo+u want to+ abo+ut it, I just ho+pe yo+u'll think abo+ut it. AT: 1've thought about 1t plenty as 1t 1s... 1 mean. AT: a1n't l1ke 1 had a cho1ce. 1t's k1nd of been 1n my face whether 1 want 1t to be or not. AT: 1'm just not gonna pretend l1ke 1t's anyth1ng than what 1t 1s. and what 1t 1s. AT: 1sn't good. AT: kankr1's just go1ng to have to deal. l1ke 1 d1d. GA: I do+n't think I fo+llo+w. AT: 1f you th1nk 1t's messed up and 1t's not good for anybody... well, 1t's true. what he's done at me 1s fucked up... and 1'm not gonna feel sorry for real1z1ng 1t was. GA: I do+n't think yo+u sho+uld feel so+rry. Of co+urse yo+u sho+uldn't. AT: 1t's just... everyth1ng, doll. AT: 1 trusted h1m. GA: ... Yeah. I understand. GA: Do+es he... keep trying to+ talk to+ yo+u? Or do+ yo+u keep trying to+ talk to+ him? AT: he d1d, 1 guess. act1ng l1ke he d1dn't do anyth1ng wrong and 1 could be ch1ll w1th h1m. AT: told h1m stra1ght out what 1 thought and now. AT: guess 1 f1gure l1ke he's gonna be around whether 1 want h1m to or not. AT: don't necessar1ly have to 1gnore h1m forever. AT: not sure that's a reason to talk to h1m somet1mes but. at least nobody's pretend1ng anymore. AT: shrug. GA: Right... So+ he didn't exactly try to+ reco+ncile pro+perly. I can't say I'm surprised. GA: Still... living with that tensio+n can't be healthy. AT: probably end up dropp1ng 1t. AT: doesn't matter to me. GA: Are yo+u sure it do+esn't matter? AT: whatever's best for everyone else, doll. GA: That so+unds suspicio+usly like so+mething a perso+n wo+uld say when it do+es matter. AT: never sa1d 1 d1dn't care. 1 just know 1t don't matter. AT: kankr1 can do h1m. AT: 1 don't gotta bug h1m. GA: That wo+uld be ideal. And if he ever go+es o+ut o+f his way to+ bug yo+u, I can always talk to+ him. GA: ... Or get so+meo+ne who+ he actually gives the time o+f day to+ talk to+ him. AT: guess 1'm not the only one, huh. GA: Yeah, no+t exactly. AT: sorry to hear that, doll. AT: but you're here so... that has to say someth1ng. GA: Yeah, it's... co+mplicated. GA: Almo+st as if he thrives o+ff o+f acting co+ntrarily to+ me. But then again, I'm no+t much different. GA: My being here in the first place is almo+st entirely driven by spite. GA: He thinks he sho+uld be able to+ do+ everything o+n his o+wn but... Well, I do+ubt I need to+ explain that to+ yo+u. AT: not really. no. AT: sp1te's never really been my way of do1ng stuff... t1l recently, 1 guess. AT: 1 can tell you have a lot of feel1ngs though... not necessar1ly about kankr1 but. yeah. GA: Well, it has it's perks. GA: But so+metimes it o+nly twists yo+u up inside mo+re. GA: In my experience, anyway. Tho+ugh I wo+uldn't necessarily ask fo+r my advice o+n which battles to+ pick. AT: heh... talk1n' l1ke a troll who's seen a lot of sh1t 1n her day. GA: Yo+u can say that again. AT: 1'll keep to my own, doll. there's no deal about 1t. GA: Co+o+l. I do+ think that'd be fo+r the best. GA: If it's any co+nso+latio+n, I'll definitely co+ntinue to+ make Kankri's life just a little bit mo+re difficult. No+t entirely by my o+wn intentio+n, but hey. AT: yeah... have fun. GA: A time is sure to+ be had. GA: Anyway... That's pro+bably mo+re than eno+ugh meddling fo+r o+ne co+nversatio+n. AT: lol. yeah probably. AT: 1'll let you go. GA: Take care, Rufio+h. -- gynecicArbitrator [GA] gave up trolling aerugoTourbillon [AT] --

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KANKRI: *He is once again set up in the common room, but rather then sitting at a table with his whole husktop, Kankri is instead slightly curled and comfy on one of the couches with his more portable tablet. He had hoped that the parties that had taken place would lift his spirits, but in reality it had done very little to take away any of the twisting anxiety he had been feeling since having found out his mother was in Alternian custody, and there was some sort of shady secret rescue plan in store for her that may or may not work. For right now the most he could do on his break hours was surf online blogs looking for appropriately tagged pages, rather then drafting his own articles.* RUFIOH: *drifts into the common room hours and hours after the party was over. It'd been a while since Rufioh had had his last drink but it wasn't like the alcohol was entirely out of his system yet. As soon as he felt the hangover beginning to press in on his thinkpan, Ruf set out in search of a few bottles of water and some medicine. Cronus may or may not have wiped out his personal stock of the stuff so. Here comes the winged troll, shirtless and looking to investigate one of the vending machines.* RUFIOH: *He hasn't even noticed Kankri curled up against one of the couches, too busy squinting a little at the light. Sighs about slight migraines.* KANKRI: *He looks up as he hears someone enter and cannot help the instant frown that comes to his expression when he sees just who it is. Already he can tell Rufioh is looking a little worse for wear and while he is mildly concerned for him, he still struggles to dig up that much sympathy for the poor troll right now.* KANKRI: Y9u l99k mildly under the weather. *He comments off handedly, looking back down at his tablet.* RUFIOH: *stops, swaying at his feet as the voice drifts up. Goddammit, not now.* damn... d1dn't even see you there. *mumbles, continuing his trek for the vending machine* KANKRI: I assumed that y9u hadn't since y9u did n9t say hell9 9r make and c9nfirming n9tice 9f my presence, s9 I th9ught I sh9uld say s9mething t9 alert y9u s9 that y9u w9uld n9t 6e surprised later. KANKRI: Als9, may I inquire t9 why y9u are n9t wearing a shirt? It is y9ur 9wn 9pti9n t9 g9 shirtless 9f c9urse, 6ut c9nsider me curi9us. RUFIOH: took 1t off and couldn't really be bothered to put 1t back on cuz of my w1ngs. *He was only ever planning on hitting the vending machine and going back to his room after all. Why did Kankri need him to justify anything? Just another thing to add on the list of things that irked him. But whatever. He's putting money into the machine now, about to buy like four water bottles.* KANKRI: I see. I can imagine that they might 6e an inc9nvenience at times. *He is saying all of this without sparing more then a glance or two to Rufioh.* RUFIOH: *mumbles something incoherent back. He doesn't really have energy to spare on small talk with KANKRI of all people. So he doesn't. Just buying these water bottles.* KANKRI: *Okay now he looks up and is kind of squinting. He doesn't have the patients to deal with Rufioh's rude attitude with him, so his next words come out a bit sharper then he would have originally meant.* S9rry /what/ was that? I wasn't quite a6le t9 hear y9u. RUFIOH: *Aw, hell no. Not that tone of voice. He really knew how to strike the cords with him.* RUFIOH: wasn't really say1ng anyth1ng worth hear1ng, bro. KANKRI: I pers9nally find m9st things pe9ple have t9 say are in fact w9rth hearing, Rufi9h. Y9u sh9uld n9t feel the need t9 mum6le 9r 96scure y9ur w9rds ar9und me. RUFIOH: yeah. 1'm sure. *so much deadpan* KANKRI: *He looks up at him blankly.* If y9u are sure then y9u can feel free t9 tell me what y9u mum6led earlier. RUFIOH: 1t's not really free 1f you're mak1ng me cough 1t up, huh. KANKRI: I am n9t making y9u d9 anything, I am 9nly letting y9u kn9w that y9u can if y9u wish. Suggesting it if y9u will. RUFIOH: well... 1 don't... crazy1ly enough. RUFIOH: so maybe drop 1t. KANKRI: Fine. I will. *He huffs and returns to looking at his screen again.* RUFIOH: *now working on getting that third water bottle* KANKRI: *Hes quite for probably a full minute before he gets sick of the silence.* KANKRI: That is quite a l9t 9f water y9u are getting. RUFIOH: gotta share 1t. *Not that Kankri would know about that. And he wouldn't. Becaues it's none of his business.* KANKRI: *Well it is now.* 9h? With wh9m? RUFIOH: trolls. *That narrows it down.* fr1ends. KANKRI: Thats a rather vague statement. 6ut it is als9 9ne I w9uld 6elieve. KANKRI: I am g9ing t9 risk taking a guess that it might 6e 9ur mutual friends Deep Heart and Meulin Leji9n? RUFIOH: yeah them. *Again... none of Kankri's business. Rufioh is keeping his comments nice and sweet. Here comes the fourth water bottle.* RUFIOH: *tucking all four of them into his sylladex and is about to walk off* KANKRI: *Well. He could keep his comments to himself too. He COULD not look to start conflict. But lately, Rufioh's moods and additudes towards him have been so grating. Yes perhaps it wasn't without reason, but at least Kankri had been TRYING to be nice to him.* Y9u kn9w. I d9n't exactly appr9ve 9f the activities I have 6een hearing y9u three have 6een getting up t9. While I understand that y9u have 6een thr9ugh unimagina6le stress Rufi9h, I als9 w9uld like it if y9u at least c9nsidered alternitives t9 heavy am9unts 9f drinking and 9ther su6stances. It makes me slightly w9rried. RUFIOH: who the hell says we're the ones dr1nk1ng that much. *answers before he can stop himself* maybe cronus 1s the one dr1nk1ng that much and 1 wanna be the one to g1ve h1m a safe place to crash so he don't end up hurt1ng h1mself. KANKRI: There is n9 need t9 get h9stile. I was just g9ing 9ff 9f what I have 96served 9f y9ur 9wn drinking ha66its, and that 9f his. *Hes doing his best not to scowl as he straightens up. But the attempt is poor.* RUFIOH: 1 dr1nk to have fun... not to forget sh1t. *shrugs dismissively* but whatever. a1n't no po1nt 1n just1fy1ng myself. RUFIOH: 1'm gonna hear your comments anyway. KANKRI: Are y9u? 9r will y9u 6e c9ntinuing t9 dismiss them like I kn9w y9u have 6een. *He huffs and crosses his arms.* I kn9w that y9u have 6een intenti9nally ign9ring m9st attempts I make t9 have p9lite c9nversati9n with y9u. RUFIOH: yeah. RUFIOH: cuz fuck them to be honest. *blunt as he could possibly be right now* RUFIOH: 1'm not gonna act l1ke everyth1ng's ch1ll when 1t's not. KANKRI: *Okay now he is glaring at Rufioh.* Excuse me??? RUFIOH: *Yeah, he said it. Just kind of looking on, unimpressed and very uninvested in this conversation.* KANKRI: *UGH!!* S9 what y9u are saying is that y9u have n9 intenti9ns t9 even ATTEMPT t9 get al9ng 6ecause 9f 9ur past differences? 6ecause pard9n me 6ut that is just d9wn right unpr9fessi9nal, and even s9 far as rude! KANKRI: Als9 I have m9ved 9n fr9m 9ur arument, 6ut clearly y9u have n9t and I am unsure as t9 why that is. Since y9u never seemed that invested in 9ur friendship in the first place. RUFIOH: uh huh. *he's just so indifferent* just act l1ke you never d1d anyth1ng, yo... 1t's cool. 1f you wanna keep that thought 1n your head. RUFIOH: 1t's none of my bus1ness. KANKRI: Well if y9u w9uld just tell me what it is /y9u/ 6elieved I did wr9ng then perhaps I w9uld think 9therwise! RUFIOH: hah. okay. f1rst of all. and also last of all. *swinging on his heel to walk away* fuck you. KANKRI: *Oh no you don't, Kankri is determined for answers this time, and as Rufioh is turning to walk away Kankri is quickly rising to his feet and following after him.* N9, I am g9ing t9 have t9 str9ngly request y9u wait a minute! I feel as th9ugh I keep asking y9u this questi9n 6ut y9u have never 9nce given me a clear answer!! I have ap9l9gized t9 y9u c9untless times f9r many things, 6ut yet y9u still seem t9 6e c9nsistently angry with me. I can understand us 6eing una6le t9 6e cl9se again 6ecause 9f what has happened, and frankly speaking I regret that it came t9 that, h9wever y9u s9 6latently hate me I can't help 6ut feel as if there is s9mething else that y9u feel I havent att9ned f9r??! 6ut h9w can y9u p9ssi6ly expect me t9 c9rrect it if y9u w9n't ever tell me! RUFIOH: *The worst part of this was despite how detatched Rufioh was forcing himself, he couldn't deny the surge of HATRED he had for Kankri. All that anger and animosity suddenly felt like it was boiling close to the surface of his mind at the very sound of his voice coming up behind him. There's no hiding the red filling his vision as impulsively, Rufioh is whirling not to walk away but to enter Kankri's personal space. Worse than what Kankri was trying to do and not trying to touching him just. Invading his bubble with no sign of faltering. The threat in his voice is low but pupils are narrowed to hot dangerous slits.* you wanna know why 1 don't answer to you? RUFIOH: because you're dead to me, motherfucker. 1 don't g1ve a sh1t what you do, 1 don't g1ve a sh1t how you do 1t. RUFIOH: you don't come to me ask1ng what 1t 1s you d1d that fucked me over so bad, 1 couldn't see noth1ng but the blank answer on my ex-mo1ra1l's handle and the bottle of meds on my table. RUFIOH: who the fuck do you th1nk you are putt1ng yourself 1n my head l1ke that. nobody. *the finger on Kankri's chest is as cruel as a dagger* you don't talk to me. you never gave a sh1t about what 1 thought or how 1 felt. just as long as 1 heard you. RUFIOH: so fuck you. actually. and stay out of my l1fe. RUFIOH: 1 don't need you. KANKRI: *He was not expecting Rufioh's sudden turn around, and Kankri stumbled over his own feet to stop his trailing and even back up a few inches but it wouldn't seem to do much good since Rufioh was determined to get up into his space. He wasn't expecting the next outburst either, or at least not the volitile level of it. Kankri was left speachless through the whole ordeal, even when Rufioh's finger proded invasively into his chest. It was until the very end of Rufioh's hate filled rant that Kankri was even able to snap out of it enough to form words.* Y9u... are y9u 6laming me f9r... *His glare narrows and all at once his own anger is spiking in resolve to this.* Insinuating that it was s9me master pl9t t9 get int9 y9ur head t9 cause destructi9n is s9 PRESUMPTU9US! Y9u h9nestly 6elieved that I am the 9ne t9 fault f9r this!? Get y9ur finger 9ut 9f my space!! *In a rush of emotion, Kankri sure is slapping away Rufioh's hand way harder then is necessary* I TRIED t9 6e there f9r y9u! T9 help y9u! It is n9t my fault if y9u w9uld n9t accept it 9r interpreted it as 9therwise! RUFIOH: holy fuck1ng sh1t, what the FUCK 1S YOUR PROBLEM???? *Rufioh is incredulous, the hand whap doesn't even register with him. He feels sick to his stomach, those ugly thoughts starting to surge up again.* ARE YOU SER1OUSLY STAND1NG THERE TELL1NG ME HOW MUCH ALL OF THAT 1S *MY* FAULT? th1s 1s really fuck1ng happen1ng now. RUFIOH: no. fuck th1s. fuck aaaaall of th1s. 1'm not do1ng 1t. *throwing his hands up and attempting to walk away AGAIN* KANKRI: N9!!! I'm n9t saying its all Y9UR fault!! 6ut what I AM saying is that y9u seem t9 6e shifting all the 6lame 9nt9 me and I d9n't understand why!! I NEVER have!! *Rufioh's yelling is just urging Kankri to continue with this. But what was he even expecting to accomplish? A resolution? Closure? Maybe just an outlet for a lot of pent up frustration at things that were beyond his control, and Rufioh had the unfortunate privilage to get a front row seat to his emotional dumping.* ST9P WALKING AWAY AND DISMISSING ME!!! RUFIOH: *The last bit of screeching has Rufioh's spreading his wings to hasten his retreat. Technically it's not walking and also, it means Kankri can see the bird getting thrown his way with no apologies.* KANKRI: *Oh that is IT!! Kankri would always consider himself above any type of volitile reaction in these moments but clearly that wasn't the case in this particular moment because he does in fact return the obscene gesture of flipping him off.* 9h just fuck 9FF Rufi9h Nitram!!!!!! RUFIOH: *And not a single fuck was given after that. Rufioh is gone.*

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-- chicaneAgamemnon [CA] began trolling aerugoTourbillon [AT] --

CA: heh, fancy seeing you online like this.

AT: sup man... yeah, haha. 1 guess 1 forgot to log on pestertroll there.

AT: but that's f1xed... so here 1 am.

CA: its okay, you can admit you vwere secretly missing me. i vwont tell anyone.

CA: but hey so i vwas thinking about howv vwere going to party on lomat?

AT: yeah. d1d you come up w1th a plan for that?

CA: yeah, a couple evwen.

CA: one vwould just be some restaurant vwe could chill at, just me, you, and our buddies, and the other is a full on club that i hear is pumping and pretty much THE place to get crazy on lomat.

AT: damn, dogg... that sounds k1ck1n'!

AT: never been there myself but... f1rst t1me for everyth1ng, 1 th1nk.

AT: what are we do1ng for an after party? 1 th1nk 1t'd be cool to h1t the beach, yo.

AT: been a wh1le for me...

CA: the beach huh? damn i think the last time i vwent svwimming vwas vwith feferi perigees ago. guess its been avwhile for me too.

CA: vwho vwould be at this beach after party?

AT: who knows... 1'd be cool 1f 1t was just me, you, and meul1n. haha.

CA: sounds good to me. the fewver the better.

CA: maybe ill evwen break out some of my special goods.

AT: what's that?

CA: i dont knowv yet, but ill havwe something by the time vwe havwe our beach outing.

CA: but trust me vwhen i say its going to be incredible.

CA: im just that kind of guy, i knowv vwhere to look for stuff like that.

AT: never doubted 1t for a second, yo.

AT: but tbh, 1t's not l1ke we need spec1al sh1t to have a good t1me... just some good company.

AT: ...

AT: maybe some n1p too. };)

CA: vwell... okay, that vwins me ovwer.

CA: but if i see ANYTHING that might be good im bringing it.

AT: 1 say all the good stuff that's be1ng brought... 1s already there w1th you.

AT: aaaaaay.

CA: vwowv, if i vwerent such a cool guy you might havwe me svwooning right now.

AT: a1n't l1ke 1 wanna harsh your v1bes, dogg.

AT: 1t's just cool these plans are com1ng together.

CA: heh, doesnt sound like a lot of your plans come together. good thing you havwe me helping you out.

AT: true...

AT: you th1nk we should make an 1nv1te l1st?

CA: sure, vwhy not? just dont let any losers on there.

AT: meul1n's gotta be v1p... haha. 1t'd be cool 1f gamzee came too.

AT: pe1xes 1s cool... vr1ska's a1ght, 1 guess. lol.

CA: oh yeah, vwriskas my manager.

AT: manager... of what. your mus1c?

CA: yeah she helps set up my concerts, too. or vwell, did.

CA: its been avwhile since ivwe done any.

CA: but that doesnt matter. she can come.

CA: derek can, too, hes one of my pals.

AT: you mean l1ke... d1rk and dave's lusus guy?

AT: he looks pretty cool. sure.

CA: yeah him

AT: meul1n m1ght wanna br1ng people too.

CA: hmmm, guess ill havwe to see vwho shed vwant to bring.

AT: nepeta would be cool... not sure 1f that's her k1nd of scene but yknow. cool anyway.

CA: yeah i really dont knowv. just as long as she doesnt start being a doorknob and prevwenting me from havwing a good time.

AT: 1s she a door knob?

CA: yes.

AT: lmao. alr1ght... so maybe.

AT: hm.

AT: 1 wonder 1f aranea would be cool to hang... 1 know she doesn't get out much.

AT: also she's probably occup1ed or someth1ng. 1'm not sure.

AT: but meul1n m1ght br1ng her anyway. so yeah.

CA: oh yeah? i havwent evwen talked to her in ages. ... not since before uh... stuff.

AT: stuff...

CA: uh... yeah. vwhen i vwas still part of the order of the death phoenix.

AT: huh...

AT: guess 1t makes sense she knew about that stuff.

CA: oh, evweryone on board knewv at the time. my pilgrimmage vwas a big deal.

AT: 1 feel 1t... makes a troll nervous just th1nk1ng about 1t.

CA: oh yeah? vwhy nervwous?

AT: the b1g deal 1t was...

AT: and how people don't treat 1t l1ke that anymore.

AT: 1t's just... messed up. when you th1nk about 1t.

CA: betvween you and me, no one on board treated it like it vwas a big deal. not evwen rose respected me. it vwas pretty tough, you knowv? i vaws despondant.

AT: 1 guess they d1dn't get 1t l1ke... f1gurehead or not.

AT: you had real people back1ng you. a planet.

AT: you don't just fuck1ng 1gnore that or l1ke... pretend 1t's not someth1ng that can blow up 1n your face??? real fuck1ng l1terally.

AT: p1sses me off.

AT: nobody. fuck1ng gets 1t.

CA: i knowv right? vwowv, its so nice someone actually understands.

AT: b1goted motherfuckers.

CA: but i guess if that hadnt happened i vwouldnt havwe met you, so...

AT: s1gh...

AT: you just got someth1ng about you, man.

AT: you just keep on com1ng back no matter what happens.

AT: hope you know that's not someth1ng every troll has 1t 1n em to do.

CA: you cant keep a good troll dowvn, thats for sure. but seriously, do you really mean it?

AT: yeah.

AT: 1'm not really com1ng from a place where 1 could joke about that.

CA: vwell thats pretty reassuring. heh, this is getting me pretty... i dunno, vwant to hang?

AT: 1'm down... you know where 1'm at.

CA: im on my vway, chief. svwift as the vwind.

AT: };)

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GAMZEE: =Having heard something about Rufioh being dragged to the infirmary by word of mouth, it took Gamzee exactly zero seconds to drop everything he was doing and making a beeline for said infirmary. He's scared, worried for his friend and disappointed in himself. Had he not sworn and promised to keep Rufioh safe no matter what? Some promise that turned out to be. He manages to get past infirmary staff and eventually finds himself where Rufioh is being kept. He stands in the door, trying to catch his breath. Looking frazzled and wide eyed.= RUFIOH: -sleeping when Gamzee comes by. But then that's all he's been doing since he got in here, with the occassional check up with one of the doctors or nurses. His breathing had steadied out considerably but he still looks a mess. His skin was too ashy and clammy looking. This troll has not had a good night.- GAMZEE: =His fingers curl around the doorframe, the grip easing as he watches the steady rise and fall of Rufioh's chest. Still he was a long way from calm. He gets inside the room, making sure to shut the door behind him before moving towards the bed. He stands by it's side, hair curtaining his face as he looks down at his sleeping friend.= GAMZEE: HAH. GAMZEE: =It's a humorless laugh, his expression flat. He reaches out a hand, carefully placing it on Rufioh's forehead to either wipe sweat from his brow or simply touch him.= GAMZEE: you look like shit, brother mine. RUFIOH: -he might be dreaming it or it might actually be happening. He hears a voice cut through the fog in his thinkpan like a knife. A harsh sounding laugh, which didn't compute very well with Rufioh. He stirs awake, cracking open dull eyes and wincing at the soreness of his muscles.- ...gamzee...? GAMZEE: =The hand withdraws rather abruptly as he thinks that's what woke him. Sick people need rest. Good fucking going. He momentarily frowns at himself, but it's replaced with concern as quick as it came.= GAMZEE: THINK NOT OF IT BROTHER. GAMZEE: you need to be getting your rest on. RUFIOH: am... rest1ng. -mumbles, shutting his eyes closed again. Why did everything have to hurt.- GAMZEE: =Small snort.= THEN THEM WORDS YOU BE BEAMING AT A HOMIE WOULD NOT MOTHER FUCKING BE. GAMZEE: =He keeps standing there, watching him. He's not sure what happened with him honestly, he just knew that he'd wound up here.= GAMZEE: =Frowns to himself, but doesn't say anything. He should sleep.= RUFIOH: -can feel his eyes on him. Too many questions and not enough answers. Rufioh swallows dryly.- RUFIOH: don't... feel too good. GAMZEE: ain't no wonder. =He's not gonna NOT talk to him if he speaks. He has questions as well after all, and hearing his voice is reassuring, even if it sounds wrong.= GAMZEE: DONE GONE GOT YOURSELF ALL UP IN THE INFIRMARY. GAMZEE: don't got a know on any hows or whys mineself. RUFIOH: -it hurts him in more ways than he realizes, the ache coming from deep inside and spreading throughout his already sore muscles when he hears Gamzee has no idea. For the first time since waking up, emotions start to puddle in his chest.- RUFIOH: 1t's... not... RUFIOH: good. -pain starting to work on his face.- GAMZEE: TO SAY IT BE NOT SO IS PUTTING THAT SHIT IN THE LIGHTLY. =That expression can't be good, and so Gamzee crouches by the bed to get himself on the same eye level as Rufioh. He finds his hand and takes it in his own.= GAMZEE: but you still here brother. that be good. RUFIOH: but 1... don't... d1dn't... -What are words?- wanna be. RUFIOH: -Gamzee comes closer. The puddle in his chest clenches painfully in his throat until it leaks out in copper from his eyes.- RUFIOH: 1 hurt myself... gz. GAMZEE: =Those words fucking hurt. The same words he's told himself many times while watching indigo spill from his own wrists. He had never hid the zigzagging pattern of marks all over his arms, but it was never something he addressed. He willed them invisible, and so nobody else would address it either. All this shit didn't matter when it was him, but Rufioh? No. That didn't fly. The grip on Rufioh's hand tightens, out of anger and concern both.= GAMZEE: TOLD A BROTHER THAT HE WAS NEVER TO GO ON HAVING A LISTEN TO THEM MOTHERFUCKING VOICES VILE AND WRETCHED! GAMZEE: going all up and having harm done on yourself. GAMZEE: WHEN YOU IS WHAT BE MOST VALUABLE TO ME. GAMZEE: will say this a thousand times at you brother mine. GAMZEE: UNTIL THEM WORDS AT LAST COME BREAKING THROUGH YOUR THICK FUCKING CRANIUM. RUFIOH: -he would squeeze his hand back if he only had the strength to. Right now, his brain didn't have a very good grip on reality or the words Gamzee was telling him. His breath hitches, his bloodpusher feeling like it's been split in two.- RUFIOH: don't... 1t's not l1ke... that. -manages, tears rolling down his cheeks. Did he have an explanation? He didn't feel like even trying would suffice. Instead, he just holds onto Gamzee's hand tight. Unable to voice all that he wanted.- RUFIOH: 1'm... sorry... GAMZEE: =He is angry, but it's because he doesn't know how to help. How to help such a hopeless feeling that is constantly weighing on his own mind. How can any of his words be of help to Rufioh when none of them has been any help for his own? Gamzee squeezes Rufioh's hand as those bronze tears roll down his face once more, each one spilled breaking his heart further.= GAMZEE: not me you ought to be apologizing to. =He reaches out his free hand to brush his tears away.= GAMZEE: WHAT THEM WORDS OUGHT TO BE BEAMED AT BE YOUR OWN MOTHERFUCKING SELF. GAMZEE: for you is what be your own worst enemy. GAMZEE: FOR NEVER SEEING HOW GOOD YOU IS. GAMZEE: and how you be mattering to more than this here trash clown. RUFIOH: -hand comes up to clench around the one moving over his copper stained cheek. Let him focus on that simple touch, if anything at all.- RUFIOH: can't call yourself... trash... RUFIOH: cuz then 1 am too... for need1ng you.... RUFIOH: around... -nuzzles against his palm.- 1'm sorry... GAMZEE: =Oh. Well. Now he feels bad about it, even if it was true. He's just stating the facts about himself, but if Rufioh doesn't like it then he won't. He keeps his hand on Rufioh's cheek, stroking it with his thumb.= GAMZEE: NEVER CAN YOU BE FINDING YOURSELF AS SUCH BROTHER MINE. GAMZEE: nor will a homie be taking such apologies you direct at me. GAMZEE: WHAT YOU AIN'T FUCKING UNDERSTANDING. GAMZEE: is them facts that best apology to be handing at me is you getting yourself better. RUFIOH: always been... goddamn sweet on me... -huffs, sinking into his pillow again. It doesn't mean he lets go of Gamzee's hand though.- GAMZEE: ...? GAMZEE: =He looks genuinely confused at that statement, his ears perked then moving backward as his brows furrow. Sweet on him? Well yeah. They were friends after all. Best friends, even. He'd never experienced anything like this before, but surely being so close friends meant that he was sweet on him? Like wanting to be around him and that he is safe, holding his hands and maybe even making out a little.= GAMZEE: ... GAMZEE: =...Oh.= GAMZEE: HONK. =Him distress. And also going rather indigo under that facepaint and his collar. He just remains where he is, completely mindblown.= RUFIOH: -The only thing comprehendible about this mess was that Gamzee was here. How he should feel, what he should be feeling... it was all too much for Rufioh to process right now. It was too soon, the feelings too raw, and he was far too exhausted. But at his honking, Rufioh can't help but crack a smile as he held his hand.- RUFIOH: -No matter what bullshit that came this way, the clown would never change. He had to know how admirable that was, he really did. If only Rufioh were in a better state of mind, he would help him see it.- RUFIOH: -However, that line of thinking teetered with him dangerously. He knew why he was here. He knew why it had gotten so bad that Rufioh felt like even the briefest consciousness was too much reality for his bloodpusher to hold. His home planet was gone, all his friends, everyone who held him as a symbol for something better, the planet, the people, everyone and everything about Beforus... gone. Nothing but dust in the vacuum of space. And Rufioh should have gone with them. It's what he told himself the few moments he would stir himself awake in his block, pan aching, side aching, and heart aching.- RUFIOH: -The smile edges off his face until he's clutching at Gamzee's hand, practically crushing it under his grip. Everything was so fucked and he was fucked. All he wanted to do was sleep...- RUFIOH: -And that's what he did. He held onto Gamzee's hand for a few countless moments more, falling into an uneasy doze.- GAMZEE: =The clown is momentarily not in as he has a bit of an existensial crisis over what these kinds of feelings might mean or how in the heck he began to have them and generally just being amazed that Rufioh is so good at understanding feelings that he got it straight away. The smile is good, and it makes him want to keep his hands just where they were. Caressing Rufioh's face and hand both. Even as Rufioh's smile disappears he still does it, and he's not planning on leaving his side anytime soon.=

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RUFIOH: *In every sense of the phrase, the bulltroll has not been in a very good place. He wakes in dizzying hazes and falls unconscious again. And so it's been for the past few hours. Finally... after an entire afternoon of struggling past the fog in his mind, Rufioh awakens to the sound of a heart monitor and the distant ambiance of the infirmary.* RUFIOH: ... *he stirs in the covers but then stops halfway. Everything hurts and he has regrets.* rghhhhh... JOHN: *signs of rufioh being concious are very encouragng to john, although everything about this particular case is troubling, at least rufioh won't be in a coma which would have been very possible. john doesn't say anything at first, he gives rufioh a chance to get his bearings.* RUFIOH: *The first thing he has to wonder is where he was. How long had he been out? What happened? He can barely get his eyes to crack open, they felt so heavy. Light filters harshly from above and he swallows hard, his throat like sandpaper. Somebody was there, he thought. He heard them shuffling around.* what...s go1ng on...? JOHN: *john hears him swallowing and starts to pour him some water, he's just to the side of the bed, working from a rolling cart. rufioh is getting fluids through an iv, but his mouth and throat are dry anyway. as a field medic, john has never even had a patient under these circumstances before, but while rufioh was unconcious he decided it would be best to treat him like any other patient until he can speak to rose about what to do.* JOHN: it's me, dr. john. try to stay calm. you've had a really rough day. RUFIOH: *weakly sips water from the straw, his brain processing the small bits of information.* ...john? JOHN: yeah, it's me, bud. you're in the infirmary. RUFIOH: hnn... *falls quiet again* JOHN: *he makes sure rufioh goes slow on the water in case it's difficult to swallow* RUFIOH: *he's fine after a few miniscule sips.* ... JOHN: you might be a bit sore. we're going light on the medication for now, but we'll be upping the doseages slowly. JOHN: we had to pump your stomach. RUFIOH: *Right. Gotcha. He shuts his eyes closed, just listening.* RUFIOH: t1red... JOHN: just..get some rest, dude. JOHN: you need it. RUFIOH: *seems to want to say more. There's just something in John's tone...* RUFIOH: 1'm... sorry. JOHN: *he really doesn't want rufioh to concentrate on any of that right now since he's still so weak. :( * JOHN: shhh, it's okay. JOHN: sleep. JOHN: we'll take care of you. RUFIOH: *If he was sure. Rufioh was too exhausted to struggle against the gentle sound of John's voice and ends up exhaling. He soon begins to relax.* JOHN: *john watches rufioh for a bit longer, but when he sees that he's relaxing, he reaches up to draw the curtains around his bed, genuinely hoping his poor friend gets lots of rest while john figures out how exactly he's supposed to help him.*

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ROXY: *After a full two minutes of talking to herself in a chat with Rufioh Roxy decided to try and find him,. Hopefully he's with someone and she's just rudely intruding. Knuk knuk it rox* RUFIOH: *For an equally good long while, nobody will answer. Pings might have lit up his communciator but Rufioh was in no place to read them. The troll was lying in the dark mess of his block floor, curled up on his side as if attempting to clench his midrift but having an awkward, painful time of it because of his horns and recently broken ribs. He shivers with cold sweats and fast paced breathing but still he makes no noise. Every little move is coiled agony for the fairy troll and he can't even register the knocking happening at his door. Something is very wrong.* ROXY: *Hm. She puts her ear to the door and frowns, not recalling having seen him anywhere else. She knocked again and waited a moment. If he was with someone then they would've answered unless he was at their block instead. That may have been it. Still she worried and because she also had to problems trespassing Roxy disappeared from the hall and reappeared right inside his block to snoop on her other son.* ROXY: *And there he is laying in some awkward, partial fetal position on the floor* rufioh! *Immediately sinks to put her hands on his face* hey hey are u with me? RUFIOH: n...gh... *a voice is chiming somewhere in his hot and heavy head, reaching to touch at his face and cause him to stir. He can't form words for the churning nausea in his digestive sac, the burning dryness in his throat. His bloodpusher continues racing at unnatural speeds, despite how he just lies there. He is most definitely on something.* ROXY: *There but not really responsive. She didn't waste anytime in gathering him up in her arms and disappearing once more. She's never tried with another person, for that split second the air, the atmosphere, was an emptiness of nothing. Not hot not cold her warmth being the only recognizable thing against his skin and in the next instant they were in the infirmary and there was shouting. Noise. Lights. And wettness falling to his chest.* RUFIOH: *The stimulation of wet on his chest has his lungs reactively gasping for air. It's enough to make his whole body surge up and has Rufioh leaning over whatever cold surface he found himself on and retching horribly. Filth in the form of an empty stomach and too many sleeping aids and prescription pain meds purges itself out in just a few dizzying moments. But he's still not in any kind of safe zone yet. His heart rate is still too high, his breathing is still too shallow, and his thinkpan is far too fried.* ROXY: *Nurse Sawtooth gave Roxy a thumbs up and helped to gather the fairy troll up but not before. His scanners are going nanners, spitting out what was in the vomit, in his system and their options. Roxy couldn't go with them because she didn't have the credentials nor the white coat to look like she had the credentials so she had to keep her weeping to the waiting room while they did their darnest on Rufioh. He was in a robot's hands now* RUFIOH: *After further cold fevers and medical doing its damndest to help his own body clean out his system, it will be hours before Rufioh stabilizes. And even then, he'll fall into a deep unconsciousness, full of nothing but exhaustion, a flaky memory, and sore, sticky muscles.*