#Lot No. 003

[blindmanspuff]

La Aurora Small Batch Lot No. 003 - Blind Cigar Review

La Aurora Small Batch Lot No. 003 - Blind #Cigar Review @LaAuroraCigars #cigars #blindmanspuff #SmokeBlind

Cigar Info Last year, La Aurora announced its Small Batch Series, featuring limited quantities of different blends. The latest in this series, Small Batch Lot No. 003, is a 5.75″ x 58 toro gordo with an Ecuadorian wrapper, dual binders from Cameroon and the Dominican Republic, and fillers from the Dominican Republic, Nicaragua, and Peru. These cigars, aged for 19 years, were likely rolled in…

[kimsuyeon]

prompt one - idol and era jeongyeon during talk that talk era for anon

[linagram]

[ 𝚈𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚔𝚊 𝙴𝚒𝚔𝚘'𝚜 𝚃𝟹 𝚅𝙳 ] 𝙵𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎

oh eiko... i'm really curious to see how her trial goes..

Warnings for Eiko's VD: toxic relationship dynamics, a brief mention of Eiko's murder method.

Warnings for Eiko's MV: none, other than the aforementioned toxic relationship themes and general themes of death.

(sounds of footsteps)

Miki: .. I'm sorry for having to use your memory machine.

Hinode: It's okay, don't even worry about it. I trust you with it.

Hinode: Considering how slow I am, I wouldn't be able to use it properly anyway, haha..

Miki: .. Why did Kei-san break it anyway? What was he trying to achieve?

Hinode: To be honest.. I don't know him that well, obviously, but I have this feeling, like..

Hinode: Miki-san, do you think Kei-san is the type of person to come up with something like that himself?

Miki: .. Maybe for his own amusement? I'm not sure..

Hinode: I see.. Maybe my theory really is correct then.

Miki: What do you mean?

Hinode: Remember how Eiji-san mentioned the prisoner who he's particularly close with?

Hinode: .. I'm starting to think he meant Reina-san.

Miki: ...

Hinode: Miki-san, do you think Reina-san could've-

Miki: Yes. Absolutely.

Hinode: Well that was quick..

Miki: She had already tried to break the music video machine, I can definitely see her trying to do something similar to the memory machine.

Miki: And since we can already expect something like that from her.. I can imagine her asking someone else to do it instead.

Miki: "I can also imagine Kei-san being really excited about it.."

Hinode: But why is she even trying to break those machines? What will she get from it?

Miki: I'm.. not sure. I don't think she's afraid of us finding out something about her..

Miki: .. Maybe..

Miki: She actually wants to put an end to this trial.

Miki: No, no, it's more like..

Miki: .. She wants to put an end to Milgram itself.

Hinode:  ...

Hinode: *laughs*

Hinode: She's insane. That's just not possible.

Hinode: I'm sure there have been other prisoners before her who had also tried to escape from here or just put an end to the whole system.

Hinode: What makes her think she's the special case?

Miki: ...

Miki: ".. The way Hinode-san is acting annoys me a little, but I can't deny that I also think her idea is stupid."

Miki: "It's like.. I can't help but think Milgram is the greatest thing that was ever created. Like Milgram is justice itself."

Miki: "It's like.. The longer I stay in Milgram.."

Miki:"The more I begin to worship it."

(the door opens)

Eiko: Ah, it's you two..

Eiko: Hehe, nice to see your pretty face again, Guard 003-kun~ 

Eiko: Or.. Uh.. I'm sorry, could you remind me your name, please?

Eiko: The whole memory machine thing has really messed up my memory, haha..

Hinode: It's Hinode. I'm also glad to see you again, Eiko-san.

Eiko: Oh my, you're so polite~ Haha, you're not like Eiji-kun at all..

Eiko: Speaking of him..  Where is he exactly?

Miki: He joined us during Kei-san's interrogation, so he probably should join us this time as well-

Eiko: *sighs* He always has Kei on his mind, huh.. I wish he could think more about me instead..

Hinode: Well, Kei-san is his brother, and you are.. 

Hinode: You know, just another prisoner.

Eiko: *laughs* Now, Hinode-kun, you couldn't be more wrong. 

Eiko: Me and Eiji-kun have this special connection, I'm sure he can feel it too.

Miki: .. I'm sorry, but can I ask you something, Yoshioka-san? This is not related to your crime, but..

Eiko: Of course, go ahead!

Miki: .. Why do you like Eiji-san so much?

Eiko: Oh, are you jealous?

Miki: I'm not. I have no feelings for him at all. 

Eiko: Oh, come on, Miki-chan, I know a jealous woman when I see one~

Miki: .. Maybe I like him, but not in a romantic way.

Miki: .. It's like you've never had a friend, Yoshioka-san.

Eiko: ...

Eiko: Maybe I haven't. I haven't dated anyone either before my victim, so..

Eiko: As you can see, I'm actually kinda lonely, haha..

Eiko: Anyway, about me liking Eiji-kun. You see..

Eiko: He's just special. Sure, he kinda has a case of really bad anger issues and he can be really violent for no reason at all, but that just makes him more cute.

Miki: "Cute?!"

Eiko: He is very hardworking, diligent, he wants to make this world a better place, he wants to punish everyone who's not perfect.. What else could you want from a man?

Eiko: Though I still think he has to find a hobby.. Maybe martial arts or something?

Miki: By "everyone who's not perfect" you mean.. Criminals, right?

Eiko: Yeah, I guess. Like, how could I not fall in love with him after how I was treated by my victim?

Miki: .. It's like you want him to fix you?

Eiko: Yeah, sort of.

Miki: .. You're really.. weird.

Eiko: Oh, come on, Miki-chan, we both know you want a man to do the same thing to you. 

Eiko: It's a shame you and that.. What was his name again? Anyway, that band guy and you could be such a cute couple if it weren't for, well, Milgram.

Eiko: Also, Eiji-kun, I know you can see or hear me from the cameras, so could you please show up already? Come on, don't be shy~

Miki: "There's no way he's showing up now."

(sound of a screen turning on)

Eiji: Just so you know, thanks to my older brother who I love very much, I can't actually see anything from most cameras anymore. 

Miki: "DID SHE JUST SUMMON HIM?!"

Eiko: Ah, about that..  Yeah, I've actually heard him leave his cell when the first interrogation started.

All guards: Huh?!

Eiji: Wait, but why didn't you-

Eiji: Why didn't you tell anyone?!

Eiko: I've stayed in my cell like a good girl.

Eiji: Why was his cell open anyway?! Why did you two just let him walk around like that?

Miki: H-he asked me to leave it open so that he can get medicine if he needs it..

Miki: W-wait-

Hinode: Him still trying to recover seems like an excuse he can use over and over.

Hinode: He pretended to feel sick so that he could break the memory machine too..

Eiji: .. You just can't do anything without me, can you?

Eiko: Then come back! We're all waiting for you~

(sounds of Eiji and Eiko talking)

Miki: "She.. really has a thing for guys behind the screen, doesn't she?"

Miki: "I really want to talk to Eiji-san about Kei-san's second trial verdict, but I don't know if I'll be able to.."

Hinode: Miki-san, Eiji-san, we don't have much time left, so how about we start the interrogation?

Miki: Right, right, sorry..

Eiko: So, have you guys managed to solve my murder yet?

Miki: It feels like we know everything about your murder, but also.. We still know so little.

Hinode: Your victim's name.. It was Takeru, right?

Eiko: ...

Eiko: .. Ah. I think I know what happened. It's because of the memory machine, isn't it? Did I accidentally say something I wasn't supposed to?

Miki:  .. Yes. Yes, we found out his name from you right after we used the memory machine.

Eiko: I see. Well.. I don't even want to know what I said. I was.. kinda obsessed with him, to be honest.

Eiko:  So, what is the last puzzle piece you need to solve this mystery?

Miki: We know your victim's name, we know about your relationship and what he did to you, but..

Miki: Still.. I just can't imagine you killing someone just because they were offline for so long.

Eiko: Haha.. Well, do you remember the question I asked you the last time you interrogated me?

Eiko: Do you remember your answer, Eiji-kun?

Eiji: .. "I would hope that they will die soon".

Eiko: Exactly.

Miki: D-did he try to kill you?!

Eiko: *laughs* No, no, he'd be too weak to do something like that.

Eiko: He.. He actually did the opposite.

Miki: Did the.. opposite?

Hinode:  So.. Takeru-san stopped showing up online and replying to your messages and it's been four months since his last message?

Eiko: Yep.

Hinode: .. You know what that reminds me of?

Hinode: When someone, usually teenagers, kinda pretend that something bad happened to them. They stop replying to messages, they stop showing up online, they stop being active, all because they want people to worry about them.

Hinode: They want people to go "Oh no, what could've happened to them? Are they still alive?", they want people to send them messages like "Hey, I just want to make sure you're okay", basically, they just want the attention.

Eiko: .. That's.. actually very accurate, Hinode-kun.

Eiko: Eiji-kun, looks like you got a rival just now~

Eiji: What is that supposed to mean?..

Hinode: Well, as someone who has a younger brother who, um.. is kinda addicted to attention..

Hinode: I know what I'm talking about. *laughs*

Miki: So, does that mean..

Miki: Takeru-san pretended to be dead?

Eiko: Yes.

Eiko: And he took his job seriously.

Eiko: He literally asked his friends to tell me I'm dead. And almost all of them agreed to it.

Eiko: I don't know, if you hate me so damn much, then just tell me?

Miki: But.. Why couldn't he do exactly that? Was he scared or something?

Hinode: Perhaps he thought Eiko-san wouldn't take it well.

Eiko: I hate to say it, but you're right. Takeru wasn't just a liar and a manipulator, he was a huge coward.

Eiko: When I visited him to take my revenge, I thought he was going to cry. He literally begged me not to kill him.

Eiko: And still, do you know what his last words were?

Eiko: .. He told me it wasn't even a big deal.

Eiko: Ironic, isn't it? He was okay with doing anything so that I don't kill him, but right when he realized it's too late, he just had to say what he was really thinking this whole time. 

Miki: ...

Miki:"This guy sucks."

Hinode: Now that I think about it, how exactly did you kill him?

Eiko: Oh, I dismembered him.

Miki: WHAT?!

Miki: Y-you-  H-how did you-

Eiko: I just had everything I needed in my cute bag. A lady must always be prepared~

Eiko: I know, I know, sounds scary, but like, he deserved it.

Eiko: I can see it, Miki-chan. I can see that you want to agree with me.

Miki: ...

Eiko: And what do you think, Eiji-kun? Do you still see me as a dirty criminal who deserves to be locked up?

Eiji: .. Obviously. 

Eiji: You didn't have to go and kill him. Especially like that.

Eiko: And he didn't have to fake his own death. 

Eiko: Come on, Eiji-kun, I'm sure you know the feeling of being betrayed by someone and not being exactly rational when it comes to revenge.

Eiji: ...

(bell rings, machinery sounds)

Eiko: Looks like it's time. I've told you everything, so I wonder what my last video will reveal.

Eiko: Also, Eiji-kun, please don't worry about anything, okay? You can come and talk to the prisoners in person.

Eiko: I will take good care of Shun, Kei and Yurika for you. Don't even worry about it, okay?

Miki: Ugh, could you shut up already?!

Eiko: Huh?..

Miki: This is like a.. What, like a third murder threat? Or a fourth one?.. I-I'm not keeping track, but this is literally the last trial!

Miki: After this trial, you all are going back to your cells and not leaving until we're done with your verdicts. 

Miki: I won't let any prisoners here die before the trial ends.

Eiko: .. Of course, Guard 002-san.

Eiko: "Before the trial ends", huh.. So you're okay with us dying after that-

Miki: Prisoner 006, Eiko, sing your sins!

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[ Eiko's Trial 3 MV: Miss Grave Robber ]

The video starts with younger Eiko standing next to her house. A boy her age runs up to her and she gives him a smile. 

"Mommy, tell me, is this what love is?

My heart is beating faster, I feel so warm

Oh no, my face is all red 

That's probably what he's thinking"

He talks to her about something and starts to blush and she gets more interested in what he has to say, but before he can reveal why he came here, his eyes suddenly go empty. He looks up and then he drops dead. Eiko's expression quickly changes to a more emotionless one and we see her mother walking out of the house, holding a gun and laughing. We can see the boy's body lying on the ground and Eiko looking at it.

"Oh well, looks like my love story's over

There's no "they lived happily ever after" for me

I won't get one as long as you're alive

Mommy, tell me, is this what hatred is?"

The setting changes and it looks like a graveyard. It's raining. We see Eiko, wearing the same outfit she wore in her second MV (and the one that looks so much like something her mother wears) and holding an umbrella. She's standing next to a grave and looking at it, her face still doesn't show any emotions at all. We can see her turn around, drop her umbrella and pick up a shovel. She walks back to the grave and starts digging. 

"Everyone, we're having a funeral for the love that never was supposed to be born

For the love that was so stupid and so wrong

Maybe I can bring my other "love" back to life

Just so that I don't feel so cold and alone"

It turns out that Shun was buried there. 

Shun's condition doesn't look that good, his body was already in the process of rotting, he's missing an eye and he's clearly supposed to look like a zombie. He has a creepy smile on his face when he sees Eiko and he tries to reach out to her and she grabs him by the arm, not even looking him in the eyes. Now that Shun is "free", he follows Eiko around as she continues to walk and look at the graves.

"Here you are, I was looking for you

You've changed, but it's okay, I love you, half-decomposed isn't bad

We have one more lover to resurrect

And then we can all die happily"

She walks to another grave and notices a familiar name written on it. She starts digging again as Shun simply stands behind her, but if you look closer, you can see that he isn't exactly a fan of whatever Eiko is doing. 

We can finally see who was buried there. It was Kei.

"Here's the second one! Oh my, you look perfect

I will give you lots of love, you can definitely go more

Why do you look so scared? Come on, isn't this what you dreamed of?

Don't tell me you can't handle this pain, you're not a weakling, right?"

Kei's body looks much better than Shun's, Kei looks much more pale than usual, it's true, but he doesn't look that much like a corpse compared to Shun and while Shun is completely missing an eye, Kei's eye is simply closed. When Kei opens his mouth, we can also notice that he has rather sharp fangs. If Shun was happy that Eiko found him, when Kei sees her, he looks scared and he doesn't want to leave his grave, but both Eiko and Shun force him to do so. 

They continue to walk together and it's starting to look more and more like Eiko is looking for something. Or someone. Shun is clinging to her while holding Kei's hand. Kei looks tired and he doesn't want to be here at all.

"Our love is dead, oh no, let us sing our prayers

Your lies were the only thing that kept me alive

Except I don't see your name on our grave, oh no, don't just leave me like this

Let's get buried next to each other, rotting together doesn't sound so bad"

Rain gets more and more heavy. Eiko gets angry and she drops her shovel and pulls out a gun that looks exactly like the one her mother had in the beginning of the video and simply starts shooting everything that she sees, destroying the graves in the process. Shun gets scared and hides behind Kei.

"It's no good, no good at all

I will find you, dead or alive

Where are you, my love? You were supposed to be here

Are you already in Heaven? Or maybe, just maybe, you went to Hell?"

When there's nothing left of the graves and the whole graveyard looks like a mess, Eiko falls on the ground, looking tired and breathing heavily. We can't see what Shun and Kei are doing though. Eiko closes her eyes and when she opens them, she looks shocked and she quickly tries to get up. 

It's not Shun or Kei who are standing next to her.

It's Takeru. 

Takeru looks alive, he looks completely fine. But if you look at his face expression, you can see that he wants to get out of here and he doesn't want to do anything with Eiko.

Eiko doesn't care about it though and she starts to walk closer to him, looking like she's about to pull him in a hug. Takeru just keeps walking away, looking scared and not seeing what's behind him. 

"Come on, you still love me, right?

No, wait, you've always loved me, right?

You loved me, right? You loved me, right?

I WASN'T A NUISANCE TO YOU, RIGHT?"

Because of that, Takeru ends up falling right where either Shun or Kei was buried. He starts to panic and he tries to get out. He sees Eiko and tries to reach out to her in the same way Shun did. His face expression changes to a terrified one as he sees Shun and Kei standing next to Eiko. Shun is even smiling and waving at him. But Shun also has a shovel in his other hand. 

"Our love is dead, oh no, let us sing our prayers

Your lies were the only thing that kept me alive

You get your own special grave now, bye-bye!

You were rotten from the start, so what are you so afraid of?"

We can see Takeru getting buried alive from his POV. 

When Shun is done, he looks up at Eiko and smiles widely, but then his eyes become empty and he drops dead (but this time he's dead for sure) in the exact same way the boy in the beginning did. We can see that he was shot in the head.

"Rotten boys like you don't deserve a second chance

There is no afterlife for you

So please get out, I can't handle your imperfections

Please get out, actually, no, why don't you just die?"

Eiko turns around and looks directly at the viewer as the rain gets more and more heavy. We can't see Kei anywhere. The video ends.

[skullzy20]

I wanted an excuse to draw teeth

[rustyelias]

At first the mag 003 was just a silly little episode I liked but I after listening to in on repeat slowly increasing the speed as we went along I think I am in fact very normal about It! In fact I am a Graham Folger amount of normal.

The episode has also trained my ears to pick up in the word imposter which is kinda sus.

Slowly I am making my way through Graham fics too… overall 10/10 episode some of Jonny best work if you ask me :D

My brain is also cooking up my own fic ideas which means the brainrot has reached it strongest

@char-lie-spirals <— thanks for enlightening me about how amazing of a episode mag 003 is 🫡

[vampiricgf]

how do you write grief so well 😭😭

because I grieve everything all of the time lmao

[unaloid]

day 4 of right hand ban, no drawing, haunted by visions, yaoi withdrawal, playing papa's mocharia in bed forever

[eievuimultimuse]

been rotating some thoughts around about 07 verse SF and his mental health for the past while, so i finally decided to write it down. placed under a cut for others' comfort. please heed the tags; readers' discretion is advised. ALSO disclaimer: this will not come up in RP as per my own rules under 'subject matter'. this is purely for the purpose of exploring and fleshing out his character in this verse.

it is an undeniable fact that the loss of baxter deeply and negatively impacted SF. he never got over his 'death,' and it is his direct motivation for many of his decisions following his death. one major concerning aspect to this, which SF has never spoken aloud himself, is that he genuinely feels that he can never be truly happy again without his father.

it's worth noting that SF's reaction to his father's grief is consistent with several symptoms of prolonged grief disorder. such symptoms include: "Identity disruption (such as feeling as though part of oneself has died," "Intense emotional pain (such as anger, bitterness, sorrow) related to the death," "Difficulty with reintegration (such as problems engaging with [family], pursuing interests, planning for the future), and "Intense loneliness (feeling alone or detached from others)." PGD is also diagnosable in adults if the subject of their grief passed away a year ago. SF has long since passed that threshold, given that it's been several years since they lost baxter.

SF also seems to experience complicated grief. symptoms include (not including ones shared with PGD): "Focus on little else but your loved one's death," "Extreme focus on reminders of the loved one or excessive avoidance of reminders," "Intense and persistent longing or pining for the deceased," "Problems accepting the death," "Lack of trust in others," "Inability to enjoy life or think back on positive experiences with your loved one," "Isolate from others and withdraw from social activities," "Experience depression, deep sadness, guilt or self-blame," "Believe that you did something wrong or could have prevented the death," and — and this is a major one — "Feel life isn't worth living without your loved one" (note: it's unclear to me if this is completely separate from PGD or if it's an umbrella term or what. in any case, this page brought up points not listed on PGD that i wanted to address since they were relevant, thus it gets its own paragraph)

following the complete catastrophe that was his revenge scheme, resulting not only in his failure to carry it out but also causing his siblings to leave him out of revulsion of his actions ( which also nearly cost two of them their lives ), SF enters a significant depressive episode. the primary symptoms of this are self-isolation, feelings of emptiness and loss of interest in most if not all typical activities. in regard to the symptom of self-isolation specifically, a phrase that you'll see me repeatedly say in regard to 07 SF, especially during this depressive episode, is that if he doesn't want to be found, he generally won't be. the first few days following his siblings leaving him, he was completely off the grid with no one knowing his whereabouts nor if he was safe. he was thankfully found safe and well, though it was by pure chance.

as touched upon when mentioning the symptoms of complicated grief, SF does unfortunately experience suicidal ideations. typically, they are passive ideations, and have been a persistent issue throughout his time following baxter's 'death.' he has had one instance of active ideation, but it is very important to know that he has not, nor will not, ever consider acting on any of these thoughts.

just to end things off on a lighter note, however, he does eventually grow better and starts recovering once he learns to let go of some of the bitterness he feels and recognizes that some of it has been misplaced. he does also stop being to detached which allows him access to an actual support system rather than trying to face his demons alone.

[necroruined]

“here’s to all the things that you made up in your mind to get you home.”

random lyric starters || accepting

There's a small hum of consideration at Astarion's words when he spoke, but that was the only hint of acknowledgement that he had spoken ; for the moment at the least. She seemed to be musing his words -- digesting them as she idly prodded at the campfire; fingers wrapped around the bark of a discarded small branch. She sighs heavily enough for it to make her tired chest ache with exhaustion, and it was the only sound that invaded the night around their camp with the exception of the crackling of the ever welcoming fire. As she stares into the alluring orange glow of it, reflected in her eyes, she realizes that the warmth of the hearth is the only thing that hadn't changed on their journey. Everything was different since the moment she had woken up on the nautiloid ; and not just what was inside of her head. And it kept changing. Her flesh changed, her mind -- little by little -- changed, her morals questioned and bargained with. Nothing remained stagnant with the exception of the unconditional love given to the camp by their nightly fire -- offering them warmth regardless of the decisions and lives that they had taken that day. She shifts the way that she's sitting, moving to draw her knees up to her chest before she's finally fully acknowledging the spawn -- eyes breaking away from the glow of the firelight to look up at him, "Anything to keep a sane head on my shoulders, hm? Fantasies of home -- childish dreams -- whatever you would like to call them; Baldur's Gate is within view. So, it's gotten me this far."

[kimsuyeon]

prompt one - idol and era sihyeon during pirate era for anon

[linagram]

sillies!!!! feat. linagram 2 characters :3

[skullzy20]

i think you should doodle some leo content -con (i love men)

congrats you get the first kinda completed doodle on my school laptop

[goddessrisen]

@realmyths starter for Ula

a hand rubbed her eye as hyeon bit back a yawn, blearily looking at her watch before sighing. it was late, or well, early, and she hoped beyond hope that the local coffee shop down the street from her hospital was open already. she doubted that she'd be able to get home without at least one cup of coffee. back-to-back surgeries during her 48-hour shift and strange dreams left any semblance of a human behind, merely a tired husk of a being.

it was only after she'd had a few sips of her coffee that hyeon felt more like herself. bright, amber eyes peered out across the morning crowd before they settled on someone she'd never seen before. while not knowing everyone in the city, she'd come to know the regulars, and this woman was decidedly unlike anything she'd seen before.

new york city was filled with non-humans alike. she'd grown used to that... but hyeon could not ignore the slight prickle at the back of her mind as she observed the other woman.

[fwancis]

my to do list:

starters

reference for Francis' husband

reference for the Goddess of Life

updated reference for Francis (perhap?)

[bprdmyers]

@thenightmareofyourdrems​​ asked:  “ i’m not going anywhere.” ~ Jack

she had been impulsive. still reeling from a tension filled conversation-- or rather argument-- with ash following a mission. for whereas once they had been mirrors of each other, always in sync on missions, they hadn’t been since she’d requested their partnership dissolve even though it had been the last thing she truly wanted. this had marked the longest they’d ever gone without speaking to one another and their lack of an ability to seemingly work well together had nearly cost the success of the mission. by the time she had arrived back at headquarters, emotions had been at an all time high, her storming past agent sato and out of the building once she’d debriefed. georgie had wanted to be anywhere but there. wanted to be as far away from anything bprd, or with the title agent or paranormal as she could be. and so, she had formed what should have been the stupidest idea she could, in hindsight. there was only one person that she spent any decent amount of time with that met those criteria and the house would be free of parents. she also had no active assignments for that weekend. she’d sent the text before she could think about it. want to spend the weekend in new jersey? parents are away for the weekend. had she been more well-versed in well, subtext and normal social dynamics perhaps she’d have considered that a text like that could come off very differently than how she intended. however, she’s not. and so she awaits his answer as she drives toward her house, almost shocked when he responds in the affirmative. 

it’d taken time for him to get there from where ever he had been, no doubt making his excuses to the others he kept company with. she’d thought jack had mentioned not long before that danny had one more show planned before they’d part ways for a few months, let the eye come up with their next trick while they went underground for awhile. georgie and jack didn’t talk a lot about what he did with the horsemen but with the fact they often found themselves having to hide each other from either them or those georgie worked with, some things came up in conversation such as the reason jack’s hideout had switched locations again being in preparation for a new show. the time it took for him to get there served to be beneficial, since davina had to return for something she’d forgotten before being off on her way, georgie’s father having already left that morning. once jack had gotten there, the rest of the friday evening had fallen into a rather typical hang out for them, albeit, it happening inside a house rather than in a public setting and without the tension of worry that plagued them of someone finding out. sure it could be thrilling sometimes, but always being stressed just to spend time with someone, wasn’t good for anyone and them spending time together had started to become a regular thing. she’d forced him to watch the little mermaid despite their ages and his protests, compromising with letting him pick the second movie, they’d ordered a pizza, and she’d shown him to the guest room commenting that she’d have to clean it before her parents noticed it’d been used. and that’s when it had struck georgie that this was a little weird of a situation because firstly, they’d never hung out for more than a few hours at a time before, and secondly, her parents weren’t there and she’d invited a boy to spend the weekend in her house. wasn’t this what parent’s were afraid of when they went off on trips? well, that or their kid throwing a party. then again, it wasn’t as if there was anything to worry about. he was just taking over the guest room for a few days. 

it’s a few hours later, with the moon filling the sky and georgie falling into a deeper sleep which finds trouble starting. it’s something georgie had failed to consider when she’d impulsively invited him over which had been an oversight on her part. or perhaps it had simply been her belief that she could somehow control something that was out of her control. that it wouldn’t be an issue because she didn’t have night terrors every night, even if nightmares plagued her on most of them. it begins with what sounds like thuds on the floor of her room, books and pictures falling off shelves as she tosses and turns in her sleep. then comes the muttering, which for it’s part couldn’t be heard through the wall shared with the guest room next to hers. but the glass of water she had on her nightstand shattering? that’d made a decent sound. then it’d paused for a few minutes until she’d begun to let out some strange combination of a scream and a cry that’s only partly muffled by her pillow that’s now drenched in sweat. it’s not a night terror at least. she’s not moving out of her bed or trying to open her door even if she is squirming in her sheets. she’s still like that when her door gets opened, it taking the use of her name and a forceful shake to awaken her. she lashes out immediately arms flailing at whoever was there with her to push them away from her, still not registering she’s awake. though, it’s not entirely effective and it only takes her a few more seconds to realize it’s jack making her freeze, a maelstrom of emotions playing across her face. she’s thankful she hadn’t unleashed her powers on him but it’s difficult for her process much else considering her body is still shaking and her face is still wet with tears. she takes a deep yet shaky breath, embarrassment still finding it’s away past her other emotions.  

“i’m sorry for waking you, i-- i’m fine you shoul--” go. he should go, out of her room where he can’t see her like this, vulnerable and unmasked. where he can’t see the way she’ll break down further the moment the door closes behind him as the memories she always tries to force away rage back into her until she eventually pushes them back down and remains awake for the rest of the night. except, he cuts her off, stating he isn’t leaving and georgie isn’t sure what to do with that because she’s never been in this situation before. her father knows about her dreams, comforts her when he can. but no one else has ever seen her like this and a part of her doesn’t want to be alone, even if that part battles with her pride and need to seem strong in front of others. “i-- ” she doesn’t know what to say, suddenly can’t form words in the way she wants to and so she quiets, refusing to make eye-contact and bringing her knees up to her chest as if it’s some form of armor that’ll shield him from seeing that she’s still crying even if she wants to force the tears to stop. 

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    ��THE FLY MUTANT is in his father’s work area — a makeshift lab that somehow manages to be both pristine and cluttered at the same time  ( the phrase his dad would use, most likely, is ‘ORGANIZED CHAOS’ ). In real time, he’s probably only a few years old, although development-wise, he’s around the equivalent of a 12-year-old. He was called in to take some measurements; he’s been going through a growth spurt, so it’s been very important to his dad that the progress is tracked as closely as possible. He’s just finished making another mark on the wall with a pencil, giving his son the go-ahead to step away.

     “ Goodness, you’re getting tall, “ his father mutters, hints of astonishment in his tone. Eyes flicker between the last mark he made and the current one; there is quite a noticeable discrepancy now. He’s certainly already surpassed his own father in height  ( though that might not be saying much, admittedly ).

     “ How tall do you think I’ll be, dad ? “ the fly asks, genuinely curious.

     “ Difficult to say, “ he readjusts his glasses when he says it. “ You’ve still got quite a bit to go, in any case. “ He’s already moving on from the subject, however, clearing a space on one of the tables. He pats it before instructing, “ Sit, please. “

     The boy doesn’t need to question why. Aside from his recent climb in height, another side effect of this growth spurt has been his larger right arm. It formed a claw instead of a hand, which had always been a challenge but one that he adapted to. However, the entire limb seemed to be growing faster than the rest of him. Nothing to be concerned about, his father reassured him, but he still wished to keep track just to be sure.

     As he’s getting situated on the table, and as his dad’s digging for the measuring tape, the man states, “ I notice you’re still leaning. “

     “ I can’t help it, “ his son replies, sounding almost a little annoyed. “ It’s heavy. “

     “ That’s alright — I know you can’t help it. It’s not hurting your back, is it ?  Knees ? “

     “ Uh-uh. “

     “ Good, good. “ He has the measuring tape in his hand now, and approaches him accordingly. “ Hold it out for me. “ The mutant did so, though his father made it a point to support it with one hand anyway so as to not strain his shoulder. He extends one end of the measuring tape. “ Hold onto this. “ After he does, he starts pulling back, until he’s reached the tip of one of his claws. He eyes it for a moment, mumbling something to himself that his son couldn’t quite catch. They momentarily trail along the dark veins that started to poke through, stemming from his shoulder. “ You’ve been taking care of these as I told you, yes ? “

     “ Yeah. “

     “ Nothing hurts ? “

     “ No. They mostly just feel itchy still. “

     The scientist hums, then releases his grip to reach for his end of the measuring tape. “ You can put it back down, “ he says, which the fly gratefully does.

     He’s going over to where there is a stack of papers, grabbing one to make a jot note of something. The room is silent, with nothing more than the scratching of a pencil audible. However, after some moments of the man standing there, brows furrowed thoughtfully, he eventually spoke.

     “ Ray told me what you say to him yesterda— “

     “ Oh my god. “ The reaction from his eldest son is immediate, not even letting him get the full sentence out before he exclaims, burying his face in one hand. He twists around to look at him. “ I barely said anything to ‘im ! “

     “ That isn’t what it sounded like to me. “

     “ That’s just because he—! “

     “ Don’t. “ The word, though still soft-spoken as the rest of his speech, carries an underlying sharpness to it that makes the fly mutant stop talking at once. “ You know I don’t take sides, so don’t accuse me of it. “

     His son mumbles, “ Sorry. “ Still, his defensive tone resumes. “ But I was just bein’ HONEST with ‘im ! “

     “ There is a difference between being honest and being insulting. If he was bothering you, there are better ways to express that. The way you went about it was not one of them. “

     Although the boy lacked pupils, he could still sense the eye-roll he gave with a huff before turning back around. After a few moments more spent scribbling down what he needed to, he carefully places the pencil down beside the paper. He then walks around, so that he’s standing in front of the other. When his son stubbornly refuses to meet his gaze, insisting on staring indignantly towards the floor, he crouches.

     He says gently, “ I’m not trying to criticize you, little one. I’m trying to help you. “

     “ I know, “ he grumbles, reluctant to admit that he’s right. “ It’s just— so FRUSTRATING sometimes. “ He knows he’s got to be the bigger person, because he’s the oldest sibling, but man, he wishes sometimes that he wasn’t.

     “ I know. But I’m not asking a lot of you, little one. All I ask is that you show a little… “

     “ Restraint ? “ His voice is deadpan.

     “ Patience, “ he gently corrects. “ That’s all. “ He stands, and when he does, his son’s gaze follows. He places a hand on his shoulder. “ Now, I’m not going to tell you what to do. But I think he might appreciate an apology. “

     A small sigh — not an annoyed one, but more resigned. The ‘You’re right and I know it’ sort of resigned. “ Yeah, okay. May I go now ? “

     “ Everything seems to be in order, so yes, you may. I’ll let you know if I need anything else. “

     “ Cool. “ He’s quick to hop off of the table, saying over his shoulder, “ Later, dad. “

     He heard his father say, “ Another time, son, “ right before he shut the door to his lab behind him.