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  1. -- lonelySeahorse [LS] began trolling gentleAdjuvant [GA] at 21:12 --
  2. [09:12] LS: hey
  3. [09:12] LS: hey pst
  4. [09:12] LS: pst
  5. [09:13] GA: That's Me
  6. [09:13] GA: Pst Maryam
  7. [09:13] LS: hi pst
  8. [09:15] GA: How Old Are You Again
  9. [09:15] GA: 6
  10. [09:15] GA: ?
  11. [09:16] LS: 7
  12. [09:16] LS: 8
  13. [09:16] LS: 78
  14. [09:16] LS: doesn't matter too terrible much
  15. [09:16] LS: the pun matters tho
  16. [09:17] LS: howws it goin abby
  17. [09:17] GA: Cute
  18. [09:17] GA: It's Going Okay
  19. [09:17] GA: Kind Of Had An Emotionally Draining Day
  20. [09:17] LS: i wwas sorta wwonderin
  21. [09:17] LS: just
  22. [09:17] LS: howw you wwere doin
  23. [09:17] LS: wwhat you wwere up to
  24. [09:17] GA: Well I Just Finished Two Movies
  25. [09:17] GA: One Good One Bad
  26. [09:19] GA: I'm Doing Alright All Things Considered
  27. [09:19] GA: Accidentally Snapped Off My Pinky Claw Today And It Sort Of Hurts To Type
  28. [09:20] LS: that fuckin sucks
  29. [09:20] LS: wwhat ELSE are you doin?
  30. [09:20] GA: Nothing Of Interest
  31. [09:23] LS: aight
  32. [09:23] LS: aight alright okay
  33. [09:23] LS: come ovver?
  34. [09:23] LS: talk an wwalk
  35. [09:23] LS: fish an swwim or sit on the beach or take a wwalk ww me or cook food on a fire or
  36. [09:23] LS: wwhatevver
  37. [09:24] GA: Lay In A Fire And Then Die On The Beach
  38. [09:25] LS: or wwe could lay on the beach and not die in a fire?
  39. [09:25] LS: or divve off the lighthouse if ur lookin for cheap thrills
  40. [09:27] GA: Mm
  41. [09:27] GA: Cheap Thrills Sound Good
  42. [09:28] GA: I Kind Of Suck To Be Around Though
  43. [09:28] LS: really? ur usually the one doin the suckin but not suckin to be around
  44. [09:28] LS: badum tsh
  45. [09:29] LS: or did u mean pike. right noww, like ur not havvin a good time
  46. [09:30] GA: I'm Just In A Bad Mood I Guess
  47. [09:30] GA: Not Really A Bad Mood But I'm Like
  48. [09:31] GA: Feeling Selfish
  49. [09:31] GA: And Grumpy
  50. [09:31] GA: And I Always Am When You Talk To Me I Feel Like
  51. [09:31] LS: i mean i AM an ampora
  52. [09:31] LS: i aint knowwn for the best timin
  53. [09:32] LS: selfish an grumpy tho... the term i think ur lookin for is bitter
  54. [09:33] GA: Not Really
  55. [09:33] GA: Bitter Would Be More
  56. [09:33] LS: about bein lonely slash not havvin anyone to be wwith
  57. [09:33] GA: Jealous And Angry
  58. [09:33] GA: Egh
  59. [09:33] LS: point
  60. [09:33] GA: Hush Your Speechflaps
  61. [09:34] LS: look wwhy dont u come ovver and i'll givve u twwo options
  62. [09:34] LS: u can pick the first thing wwe do, anyfin u wwant, or u can let me pick
  63. [09:36] GA: Fine
  64. [09:36] GA: It Can't Be Worse Than
  65. [09:36] GA: Doing Nothing
  66. [09:36] LS: aight! wwhich do u wwant
  67. [09:37] LS: u pick or me or wwhatevver?
  68. [09:37] LS: i mean honestly im fine ww just
  69. [09:38] GA: You
  70. [09:38] LS: i just wwant to spend time ww u honestly
  71. [09:38] LS: you wwant me to pick yeah, thats wwhat that meant
  72. [09:40] GA: Yes
  73. [09:40] GA: Please
  74. [09:40] LS: so fun fact
  75. [09:40] LS: i wwas literally bout to ask if u wwere hungry and offer for us to bake somethin together an then i remembered u dont rly do baking
  76. [09:41] LS: noww im laughin at myself
  77. [09:41] LS: aight u come ovver and i'll be wwaitin at the door to wwelcome u in
  78. [09:42] LS: bring somethin to swwim in if u wwant
  79. [09:45] LS: i unno! i kinda just wwanna.. chat? i wwant to get to knoww you more u feel me
  80. [09:46] LS: pike i KNOWW you but
  81. [09:46] LS: i wwant to knoww you better
  82. [09:46] GA: I Bake
  83. [09:46] GA: !!
  84. [09:46] GA: Just Not As Much As Meenah
  85. [09:46] GA: Sure Though Let's
  86. [09:46] GA: Chat
  87. [09:48] LS: ZZ3B)
  88. [09:48] LS: wwe can obvvs do other things
  89. [09:48] LS: i wwant to take u swwimmin again
  90. [09:48] LS: an maybe wwe CAN divve off the lighthouse also if u wwant that
  91. [09:48] LS: theres other wways to entertain
  92. [09:49] LS: i got a closet full a clothes, masculine an feminine, an other shit too
  93. [09:49] GA: I'll Just
  94. [09:49] GA: Come Over
  95. [09:49] GA: You Pick What To Do
  96. [09:49] GA: I Want To Be Led Around
  97. [09:50] LS: holes vvoice; i can do that
  98. [09:53] GA: Pff
  99. [09:54] LS: im uh
  100. [09:54] LS: sorry
  101. [09:54] LS: also
  102. [09:54] LS: if im bein a bit
  103. [09:54] LS: clingy? talkativve
  104. [09:54] LS: im a lil uh
  105. [09:54] LS: you knoww
  106. [09:54] LS: hahah.
  107. [09:54] GA: Ampora-ish
  108. [09:54] GA: ?
  109. [09:54] LS: lonely
  110. [09:54] LS: but thats basically the same thing
  111. [09:55] GA: Ha
  112. [09:55] GA: I Guess I'm A Little Amporaish Too Then
  113. [09:59] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] And so you come over, moody and oh, so craving that physical attention. You're not wearing shoes, for once, and your dress is long sleeved, black with a gold belt around your waist. --
  114. [10:00] GA: "Clams?"
  115. -- lonelySeahorse [LS] is now an idle chum! --
  116. [10:08] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You're not wearing anything but purple-striped boxers and a white shirt, which is your casual attire for the night. Simple, airy, and just right, your hair not done up and just falling down upon your shoulders like a waterfall. You're there to greet her with a wide smile, and arms opened for a hug, which she may or may not accept. "Abby!" --
  117. [10:10] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You go into the hug with resignation, though you give him a good squeeze when you get there. Gosh, he smells good... like salt and boy and blood. "Hi, grubby. Am I welcome here?" --
  118. [10:12] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > The hug you give her is tight and enough to lift her off your feet, and you pair it with a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Yes, absolutely, you are welcomed here into my hive." You spin her around you lightly, and don't... quite set her down yet. --
  119. [10:22] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > It's nice to be greeted, welcomed, to be warmly accepted. Not that you're not getting that at home, but sometimes, being told sweet things with the backdrop of those same walls just makes you feel like you're playing a pathetic Alternian dating sim while lying in bed. "How are you doing tolight?" --
  120. [10:24] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Keeping her in your arms, you situate her so it's a littttle more comfortable, until she's basically sitting in the crook of your arm and almost on your shoulder. "Not too terrible bad. Heckin lone --
  121. [10:24] LS: ly, a little hungry. Meenah says she's got ur kids also if that's aight, an not to worry about any interupptions over here, that's first. An second... Shit, you're fuckin light. Look at u." And you lift her up with your arm, weighing, teasing her.
  122. [10:31] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You smile sort of fades when he mentions your weight and you nod a little, eyes turned to the floor. "That's sweet of her, she didn't need to do that... my wrigglers are okay on their own." /Like me,/ you want to say, but that's a blatant lie if you've come far enough to be sitting in Clams' arms right now. --
  123. [10:33] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] The jab at weight is more towards getting you on a conversation about how you've actually bulked up since you first left the sea, but Abby also needs to put on more, you firmly believe this. For now, --
  124. [10:33] LS: you make your way... well, you take two steps before you look up to her. She wants to be led around... So you think you'll head up to the kitchen, because taking her downstairs for a impromptu fashion show of your closet would require her to choose things, which she clearly doesn't want. "Yeah? Aight. I mean she's still not here, but pike... The other wrigs aren't here too. Just me an you, really
  125. [10:33] LS: . Got the whole place to ourselves... So first, we're gonna go trash the kitchen," you laugh.
  126. [10:36] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You feel instinctively like this is somehow related to your weight and you're not totally happy with it, but it's alright. You'll live. "Must we trash it? If you're cooking, I can easily clean as w --
  127. [10:36] GA: e go. It would be easier..." For all that you're a tiny bit bummed out at the concept of food, it is a pleasant sensation to be carried. You're rarely carried by anyone other than 9-foot ancient trolls with no business touching you, so it's... nice. Sure, he's not your age, but he's closer than most.
  128. [10:40] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > "What? No, no I was messin around. We aren't gonna trash it, but uh, hahah. You musta never been here when Meens in one of her moods. Flour everywhere!" You begin to head upstairs, climbing flight --
  129. [10:40] LS: after flight. "In her hair, on her clothes, under her fingernails, heckin... Everywhere. Counters an floors an dials, nothin is safe when she's mood-cookin." Abby is nice. You surely didn't mean anything to be related to her weight, at all... It is pleasant to carry her though. You hardly ever get to carry anyone, even Meenah enjoys her own personal freedom more so than that... The wrigglers, sure
  130. [10:40] LS: , but Abby... It's nice. She fits well in your arms, too, as pretty and glowy as they are when you smile at her. "So you said you like bakin. Is there any particular thing you like to bake the best? I'm feelin cookies, or maybe somethin more pike dream bars, or, i unno. Any ideas?"
  131. [10:53] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] "Cookies are good, or maybe a cheesecake? I'm not sure what I'm in the mood for... maybe some cup cakes, for Meenah's wrigglers..." You very certainly annunciate cupcakes as two different words, and honestly, it's sort of adorable. You fold your hands together and really think about what you want to do, humming softly. "Cake pops, maybe? Something small..." --
  132. [10:56] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You lean your head into her skin, purring soft while you think. "Cake pops? I don't actually know how those are made... Or really an truly what they are. I know how to do brownies in a coffee mug.. --
  133. [10:56] LS: ." Fuck, she's cute. You smile up at her again- Another flight of stairs is passed and soon (Well, seven or eight total flights up,) are at the doorway to the kitchen, where you head in and stand in the middle of all the counters and whatnot.
  134. [10:59] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You snuffle softly, gazing up at the ceiling while you travel and around at the counters when you arrive. "Cake pops aren't real baking, they're just... taking a cake you already made, adding frosting to it, mushing it up and putting it in a little ball and putting a stick in it and covering it in... something. We should make brownies instead." --
  135. [11:02] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Things are clean, pristine, and sparkling. You clean when you're lonely. It's a distraction that most people notice about you within the first few times it happens. "Not real bakin, huh..." You hit --
  136. [11:02] LS: ch her up, bouncing her up on your shoulder. "Brownies would be good... We could do regular once, or ones layered with caramel... Do you like nuts?" You look up at her curiously. "Or, uh, whats it called. Confectioners sugar? The powdered stuff."
  137. [11:16] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] "Confectioner's sugar is okay for certain things... I prefer brown sugar. I wanted to just make regular brownies, if you guys have cocoa powder...? I do a thing where I melt butter in a pot with the cocoa powder and crystal ingredients so they combine better..." You sound a little like you're perking up, there, you want to show off... --
  138. [11:21] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > "Ooh... I've not tried brown sugar in most things, just oatmeal and uh, coffee sometimes... We do have cocoa powder, here," And you point at a large trio of jars on the counter. "There's some in th --
  139. [11:21] LS: ere... You want down? I don't mind if you want to stay up there on my shoulders.... What's the trick with melting butter in a pot with the cocoa?" You don't know TOO much about baking. abby can definitely show off.
  140. [11:35] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You wrap warm fingers around one of his horns and gently guide him where you want to go; the jars, the thermal hull, hither and thither. You fetch a pot and put the butter in it, a ludicrous, disgusting amount of butter, were it not mixed with other ingredients later. "I like my brownies fudgy... do you prefer them cakey?" --
  141. [11:37] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] An unanticipated shiver goes down your back, and your dorsal rises a little behind you. Your horns are sensitive to temperature, which is more useful in the deep sea than it is on land... But having --
  142. [11:37] LS: her hand there still feels like someone just wrapped your whole pan in a warm cashmere blanket. "Fudgy, definitely," You say. "Cakey is dry... But if you have milk and caramel, it's not too bad... But fudgy and moist is the best."
  143. [11:54] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "You should like these, then." You melt the butter slowly over a medium heat, and once it's mostly liquid, you mix in salt and two kinds of sugars into a thick, decadant looking shimmery sugar past --
  144. [11:54] GA: e. You measure out and mix in the cocoa powder, then, which is a little harder to assimilate in, but now instead of trying to mix it in with the dry ingredients, you end up with an almost silky-smooth salty sugary cocoa goo, which you invite him to taste once you've taken the pot off of the heat.
  145. [11:59] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You're kind of just... watching, in amazement, at the ease with which she does this. She's a good cook, for sure. It smells amazing, and you stick out your tongue to taste the cocoa goo mixture. She's so quick at this- You'd still be at mixing together the ingrediants and fumbling over the bowl. --
  146. [12:03] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You've made this particular recipe often, so it's very easy for you to do. It's cooled enough for you to add the eggs to the mix, stirring that up so it looks even smoother and more beautiful, mixing the dry ingredients in a bowl and dumping them into the pot as well, mixing it all up and oh, it looks gorgeous. "Grab me a pan?" --
  147. [12:07] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You immediately go for a brownie pan next to the stove, grabbing and holding it out in a little bit of wonder. She's so... fluid with her movements. So beautiful. It smells delicious in here too, and you're not sure if that's her or the brownie mix. --
  148. [12:09] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > With a spatula, you swipe the mix from the pot and spread it evenly over the pan, humming softly as hop down and out of his arms to pop it into the oven, getting busy cleaning up. You're not a particularly messy baker, but even you can't prevent the way that flour likes to puff up over the corner of a bowl when you pour or measure it. "So, why are we baking?" --
  149. [12:11] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] The question startles you out of your stupor, and you shake your head. "Hmm? Oh. Uh... I dunno, honestly. I'm hungry and you said you liked baking, and honestly I think it's quite good to watch you doin your thing... You're very good at it." --
  150. [12:14] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You snort softly, wiping the remnants of the powder ingredients from the counter and stovetop and into the bowl you used to mix the dry ingredients. "I only said I bake because you made it sound like I couldn't bake." --
  151. [12:16] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] Your fins perk up, and you blink. You're. Confused for a moment. "Wait, no, I uh. I think you misunderstood me. What I meant was that... Eatin normal food doesn't do as much for you as it does for ot --
  152. [12:16] LS: her people, because of your dietary needs an such, so that's why I said that I was laughin at myself about it. I know you can bake just fine, you heckin... nerd." You tease her, laughing lightly as you lean against the countertop.
  153. [12:19] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Oh. "Oh," you say, setting everything into the nearest sink so you can wash and replace what you've used. "I mean, I eat normal food, it's just part of my diet... I've figured out over the sweeps that I'm supposed to do around 40% food, 60% blood... ish. I don't eat well, I haven't really studied that closely." --
  154. [12:23] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You pat your own stomach. "Talk about it. I don't eat too well either... At least, not enough to offset the amount of working I do, ahah..." You sigh softly, reaching over to grab the spatula used --
  155. [12:23] LS: to spread the batter. "It smells really good... I'm throughly impressed anyway. I couldn't whip this up like you did, I'd still be dropping everything and worrying about precise portions of ingrediants..." You lean back and crack your back, looking up at the ceiling.
  156. [12:26] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "I add an extra egg and use more brown sugar than white. Frifaj does it a little differently. They're always fudgy, though; this is the kind of brownie I don't mind eating the corner piece of." You kind of writhe a little in your skin when he cracks his back, not out of sympathy pain, but kind of subconsciously trying to do the same. You feel like you've been standing for 30 years. --
  157. [12:27] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You look over to her and frown. "Yeah? You ever dip them in milk?" Straightening, you head over closer to her and settle near her. Proximity makes for bonding... you hope. She looks uncomfortable... You want to fix that. --
  158. [12:29] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "Sometimes... I prefer not to, though. They stay warmer that way, no crumbs in my milk, and it's nice and warm and gooey all the way through without feeling wet..." You sigh softly, leaning against the counter. "...I don't know. I don't really cook or eat unless it's for other people. Since most everyone's gone, I don't really... eat as much as I used to." --
  159. [12:30] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Kind of... hesitantly, you reach for her hand. "... Thank you for cooking for me." Your voice is quiet, a whisper. "I really appreciate it." If she lets you... You'll squeeze her hand. "How long should they be in the oven for?" --
  160. [12:31] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You squeeze his hand back -- that's all easy. You like contact. "You'll smell when they're ready, don't worry." --
  161. [12:33] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You stick out your tongue at her... And then, when she squeezes your hand back... You take it as prompting for more comfort, and you tug, leading her towards you, pulling her into a hug that just... Lingers. Your arm around her, one hand smoothing down her hair, pressing a small kiss to her nose... --
  162. [12:52] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You melt like butter at his touch, making a sound that practically comes out as a whimper. It's just... so nice. You sort of feel your heart skip a beat. "...why do you want to be my friend?" --
  163. [12:59] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Her question takes you by surprise, and you let your lips leave her nose while you think. "There's... a hundred different reasons." You say, quietly. There are so many reasons, they bump around you --
  164. [12:59] LS: r head and clutter up your words, causing you to stutter a bit. "You're... kind, you're... Good. You're the sort of person I want to be around, the, the sort of person I want to have in my house, around me, my family, around my moirail. You're so... sweet, and carin. And you give me... You give me peace. I can trust you with my life. I can trust you with hers. You bring... An e-element to... To MY
  165. [12:59] LS: life, that I haven't... found, anywhere. Even with Meenah. She provides me with a lot, and.. She lets me take care of her, when she needs it, but... You need someone like me in your life, and I need you too, if... If that makes enough sense, I mean. You're just... You're someone I want to... be with. Someone I want... Living here, even, if you were to... want that, t-too, I mean..."
  166. [01:19] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You feel your heartbeat quicken a little as he speaks, and it feels like it's getting a little harder to breathe. You've been offered a place at the hive many times, in many ways; all positive, all --
  167. [01:19] GA: complimentary. There's a part of you - selfish, desperate to cling to every shred of it - that wants to hear more. The rest of you just wants to say yes. But really, you can't do such a thing. "I have responsibilities at home... at the very least, I have to take care of my coma patient..."
  168. [01:22] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Your fins flick down and you let her go, look away. Your hands stay, though, and you worry on your lip for a few moments. "Yeah... But.. Later. You could come here... after... You could bring the c --
  169. [01:22] LS: oma patient. We're outfitted for that... Loz, he.. he was in a coma for a year, so... I'm sure your wrigglers would be okay, moving here... Uhm... But I get if it's not... something you want." You keep worrying at your lip until there's a bead of violet blooming up- Your skin is dried, you haven't been in the ocean for a while, instead choosing to stay indoors. God those brownies smell good. "If y
  170. [01:22] LS: ou wanted, though, you could... stay, later. When everythings done with."
  171. [01:27] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You squeeze his hand again, gentle, leaning against his arm, trying to ignore the fact that you suddenly want his bulge like three times more than usual. "Yeah, that... that doesn't sound half bad. --
  172. [01:27] GA: Maybe just for a little while, maybe... that would be okay." You really want to kiss him, but the brownies are done, so you settle for a peck on the forehead, a mumbled apology, and pushing yourself up again to fetch the brownies, which look absolutely delightful when you set them on the stovetop, with a perfect thin and crinkly layer on top, all shiny and full of butter. Delicious.
  173. [01:32] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > What??? What- no, come back??? Heck... There she goes, leaving a kiss on your forehead and her words in your ears. What's she sorry for?? You aren't sure... You're silent, though, and unmoving, watching, waiting. Maybe hoping she'll come back and hold your hand again. --
  174. [01:36] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You cut out a tiny sliver of brownie and sort of hold it on the knife you're using, blowing softly on it before tapping it onto your hand and bringing it over to offer Clams. "I don't want to spoil a whole brownie by giving it to you at Seadweller-Incinerating Temperatures and burning your tongue, but this is what it's like... I hope you like it." --
  175. [01:48] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Opening your mouth, you wait for her to place the sliver on your tongue before closing your mouth and... letting the full body shiver take you. It melts in your mouth, it's delicious, you almost feel like you could cry from the raw power packed into this tiny sliver. Glow builds up in your cheeks in a warm, violet color, and you purr. "Mmmm....." --
  176. [02:01] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You gently pet at his hair with the non-greasy hand, smiling at him. "Okay, either you like it, or you're having an allergic reaction that involves buzzing. I'm going to assume it's the former." Yo --
  177. [02:01] GA: u do get back up to quickly turn off the oven and rinse your hands off, returning to lean against his chest, back against his shoulder, her posture and proximity all but begging him to wrap an arm around her. "Those will be ready to eat later, what else did you want to do in the meantime?"
  178. [02:03] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Prr prr. Hair petting is nice too!! And then she leans against your chest and she's all... Warm, and you wrap Both arms (Bonus) around her waist and hold her there. "I was thinking we went upstairs and looked at stars for a bit. We could talk, or we could play a game, or we could go diving, also..." --
  179. [02:05] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "I'm not sure I'd be so into diving, that would be a lot of pressure on my eardrums and my radar dishes aren't super aquadynamic... the other three sound good, though." You try not to show your excitement at being held, just letting yourself lean back and enjoy it. "Maybe we can chat while we stargaze...? If you don't mind multitasking." --
  180. [02:12] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You nod, energetically. That sounds good, and she brings up a good point with her ears. You find yourself looking at them longer than you should- They're pretty, you've always thought this, and the --
  181. [02:12] LS: delicate strains of color and vein running through them is pretty too. "Sure. Course we can... You grab the tray of brownies, I'll grab a blanket, we'll eat them when they cool enough up there, if that sounds good to you."
  182. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] is now an idle chum! --
  183. -- lonelySeahorse [LS] is now an idle chum! --
  184. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] is now an idle chum! --
  185. -- lonelySeahorse [LS] is now an idle chum! --
  186. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] is now an idle chum! --
  187. -- lonelySeahorse [LS] is now an idle chum! --
  188. [05:24] LS: [[test]]
  189. [05:24] GA: [[wtf]]
  190. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] gave up trolling lonelySeahorse [LS] at 17:25 --
  191. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to OFFLINE  --
  192. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to CHUMMY  --
  193. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to ECSTATIC  --
  194. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] began trolling lonelySeahorse [LS] at 17:43 --
  195. [05:44] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You nod, that sounds like it could be pleasant. "Sure, we'll... do that, then." His gaze is burning a hole in your ears and you move away to captchalogue the brownies with the knife laying across the top -- you'd rather not have to get oven mitts out, and you figure they'll cool off enough on their own. "Okay, um. Lead the way." --
  196. [05:58] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You straighten, and reach to take her hand. You'll lead the way, yes, with her hand in yours and the glow in your skin vivid and bright. It's only up one flight to the top of the lighthouse, to the --
  197. [05:58] LS: glass and the light, and the dining chairs and such there... But you're going higher, pulling down a ladder up to the roof of the lighthouse and offering her the first attempt up it. "After you, Abby."
  198. [06:11] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You look at the ladder and huff softly as if to say, really? You're going to make me climb a ladder? But you do so anyway, skipping rungs and pulling yourself up quickly in a blur of cloth and light. The night air is bracing -- you're always surprised by the outside weather when you leave your home; but you're just glad you put on something long-sleeved this time. You always forget. --
  199. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] is now an idle chum! --
  200. [06:23] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You chuckle light when she huffs. If she'd given you a chance, you might have just carried her up. But alas, she's already up here... There's so much to see up here. Sandy beach, tall forest trees th --
  201. [06:23] LS: at, from here, slope up into a mountainous area... But you know from experiance that the landmass stays the same, it's just the trees that grow bigger. Along with everything else. You keep up close behind her and sit out on the roof, uncaptching a blanket and laying it out for her as well. "Here," You say.
  202. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] is now an idle chum! --
  203. [08:07] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You graciously take a seat on the blanket and uncaptcha the brownies as well -- they'll stay at that face-melting temperature for as long as they stay in your sylladex. "Ooh, you already had a blanket ready. You certainly are prepared for this." --
  204. [08:33] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You stretch out on the blanket and pat your lap. "Yeah? Come on. An it's not so much prepared as... Just whats comfortable for us, yanno? Blankets are better than cold metal surfaces..." --
  205. [09:53] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You crawl over and pull yourself up and onto his lap, leaning back against his chest. You know, realistically, the he's a well-built seadweller and you're a comparatively runty and underfed jadeblood, but you're still self conscious about putting too much weight on him. "Is this alright?" --
  206. [09:55] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > "Absolutely," You say softly. You pull your arms around her and pull her onto you a bit more, and then you lock your arms in front of her and sigh, content. "It's pretty up here. All the stars, and all the... other things, like the way the moons reflect off the water..." --
  207. [09:57] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Your eyes follow everything he mentions, and you're so grateful for the ocean. You love it, you've always loved the ocean, even though your first true brush with death took place in its salty water --
  208. [09:57] GA: s. In fact... it's kind of ironic to think of that, considering who you're cuddling with right now. Your fingers curl around his forearms and your arms hang loosely. "It really is pretty up here, Meenah brought me up once..."
  209. [10:06] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You bend your head, to snuggle your head to hers, burying in her hair and humming all rumbly and deep and throaty. It's like purring, but... wider, and deeper. It's not something you've always had, but it's very sonourous and pretty. "She did? What'd she do?" --
  210. [10:12] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] "We were watching the meteor shower... it was super romantic. We didn't come this high up, though..." You can feel that kind of rumbling all through your back and it's nice, you end up purring a little, yourself. You sort of thought you would be laying down to watch the stars, but this isn't half bad either. "Do you come up here often?" --
  211. [10:33] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] "Sometimes, yeah. Just to look up and wonder what it's like up there. What Sally saw... What Vis saw, too." You press a kiss to the back of her head. "Sometimes it's good to just... sit back and look up, I guess. You know?" --
  212. [10:57] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You shudder a little at the feeling of the kiss, gazing up into the sky. "You know, I'm a goddess of space, but I've never really... seen it. Aside from down here. I'm more meant to preside over my little patch of Alternia, I suppose..." --
  213. [11:04] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You're.... quiet, for a moment. "I don't... actually know what I'm supposed to be. Seadweller? Landweller? Something of heart, or something of hope... Vis is a heart player if I ever met one, but m --
  214. [11:04] LS: e... I dunno. Maybe I'd be a good space player." You roll your eyes at the very idea, and tighten your hands around her waist. Looking up... Sometimes, it reminds you of how alone you are when your moirail isn't there.
  215. [11:27] GA: > You wheeze a little when he squeezes you, tilting your head back a bit, looking down and over the ocean. "It's a beautiful world, a beautiful universe... I'd love to see more of it, someday."
  216. [11:29] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You sit there in silence, thinking on her words. You could pull back on your plans a little... "We could," You say, softly. "Go into the woods, or out on a boat, and see some of the larger species...? If you wanted." --
  217. [11:30] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You shake your head gently, but not before thinking on it a little bit. "It's late, and that sounds like an awfully big adventure for right now... perhaps another time. It will give me an excuse to come and see you again." --
  218. [11:31] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You flush, face turning violet and fins all aglow. "Yeah, that'd be good. Do you think the brownies are cooled enough?" You swiftly change the subject, so she doesn't (hopefully) have a chance to point out how the tiniest hint of longing and playfullness flusters you so. --
  219. [11:33] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Even if his flusteredness doesn't come across in his tone, you can smell the way his face goes hot with blush. You're no demon, though, and you gently roll back off of his lap to hold your hand over the brownies. They're still warm, which is good, but they've set much better, so you go ahead and cut them up. "Good call, much longer and they would have gone cool..." --
  220. [11:35] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Your shoulders fall, relieved only slightly. You sit up, and shift over to the tray, next to her. "They smell good. Really.. really good." You too hold out your hand, and pluck up one of the cut up squares. You'll offer this to her, then, being chivalrous. --
  221. [11:37] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You raise your eyebrow at him, a little smirk on your face. "Thanks, I couldn't reach." Rather than take it from him, you lean down to take a bite out of it while he's still holding it. --
  222. [11:39] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You'll return the small smirk, but yours turns into a grin, and a wide one at that. "Yeah? Couldn't reach, so you had to use your mouth?" You tease her gently. "I was tryin to be... gentlemanly. No use in my guest burnin their fingers if it was still too hot, you heckin nerd." --
  223. [11:40] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "Oh, yes. That which does not burn a violet's hand would surely burn a jade. Your logic is ridiculous." You pick up another brownie and hold it up to his lips; a center piece, because you treat the people you like /right/. "Aaaa..." --
  224. [11:43] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] The glow in your face is strong again, and you chuckle. "Shh, shh, bloods got nothing to do with being a gentleman- Hmm? Ahh!" And you open wide, ignoring how intimate this action really is. --
  225. [11:53] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You can't help but just smile when he goes along with it. He's so sweet... God, what did you do to deserve being trusted and loved by Meenah's clade? They're all so far out of your league. "Not to do with being a gentleman, maybe, but it's just... obvious? I run baths for four different blood colors on the regular, though, so maybe I just think about that more..." --
  226. [11:55] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] Your fins flush deeeeeep violet when your mind pushes up a witty retort which you don't dare say out loud. 'how about you run one for one more?' but god. Never. Nope. You do savor the brownie though, mmming as you swallow it down, and reach for another. "It's so good..." Melts in your mouth, crispy, buttery, flakey... It's like heaven. --
  227. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to OFFLINE  --
  228. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to CHUMMY  --
  229. -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] changed their mood to ECSTATIC  --
  230. [12:03] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] Your fins flush deeeeeep violet when your mind pushes up a witty retort which you don't dare say out loud. 'how about you run one for one more?' but god. Never. Nope. You do savor the brownie though, mmming as you swallow it down, and reach for another. "It's so good..." Melts in your mouth, crispy, buttery, flakey... It's like heaven. --
  231. [12:13] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You smile at that, your fangs showing a little. "Thank you, I really like using that method to make brownies... it just feels easier, somehow, even though it's probably more work..." You really, deeply want to kiss him right now. You refrain. "Do you want another, or shall we save some for the others?" --
  232. [12:14] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You take a moment to pause, to think, to reflect on what you want. DO you want another brownie? Would you rather wait? There are few sweeter things to be had... "Hmm... Uh... I think I'll wait. Where did you learn to make them like that, though?" --
  233. [12:20] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You chuckle softly while he mulls it over, captchaloguing the brownies again so they stay warm and plucking the rest of the brownie out of his hand so you can eat it. "My old... surrogate lusus, I guess you would call her. She took care of me when I washed up on the shore of Salisberg." --
  234. [12:22] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > "They're delightful... Salisburg, though. Sounds like a town named after a certain mutual friend of ours." You laugh lightly, sitting back upon the rooftop, straightening out the blanket beneath you. "So you... Washed up there? What... happened, if I can... ask." --
  235. [12:26] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You snort. "It just means salt. High Alternian, I guess. I was, um..." You haven't really talked about your early life with people in a while. You stopped parading it around a long time ago. "I sor --
  236. [12:26] GA: t of got plucked up by FLARPers in the middle of the desert. They never get that far nowadays, so either it was a fluke, or the zombie population has really skyrocketed since then, but... one of them said I was a dead ringer for a slave in a notebook his ancestor had left behind. So... they took me with them in chains. Played some pretend on a boat. They chummed the water and pushed me over. I'd n
  237. [12:26] GA: ever left the desert, and I didn't speak any Common, so this was all... incomprehensible to me. I didn't really put all the pieces together until later." You try to... tactfully avoid that the person who stole you from your home was your timeline's Eridan, at the ripe age of 4 sweeps.
  238. [12:47] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > The outrage probably shows on your face, in the position of your fins. "Fuck those guys. I'll chum the fucking water with THEM. Fuckin..." You huff lightly and lean into Abby, needing, wanting, to --
  239. [12:47] LS: bestow some more affection to her. "... You're okay now, though... Yeah?" You say, softly. Your dorsal is twinging... It reminds you of some of the things you've had done to you. Being forced to obey... forced to submit. Forced to hurt.
  240. [12:51] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Gently, you pap his shoulder, a soft shush coming from your mouth. Barely even pale, you certainly don't repeat the action or sound. "It's okay, I'm fine now. My surrogate lusus taught me Eastern A --
  241. [12:51] GA: lternian, which was my first language, and then I sort of learned Common from her patrons while I was working at the bar... I learned it more on the streets, and went to schoolfeeding, learned more of it there. Sometimes I still spell things strangely, or pronounce things off, but I'm one of few adults who can truly speak and understand grubspeak, so I guess that's something good that came out of
  242. [12:51] GA: it."
  243. [12:54] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] Still, the soft and gentle action soothes, and you sigh, soft and quiet. "... Yeah. That's good, at least, then... Learnin from your problems an past is always somethin to strive for, it's a wonder n --
  244. [12:54] LS: o one still does it. I feel like an old man sometides, when I say it like that, though." You roll your eyes a little and laugh, trying to lighten the mood. "Me... I dunno. Childhood was... standard bein an Ampora. Leastaways, till I was six or seven or so."
  245. [12:56] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You sidle over a little more, wiping your hand off on his shirt so you can stroke his hair. Like hell you're going to purposefully put butter on this dress. "Do you want to talk about that...?" --
  246. [12:58] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You lean back against the slope of the roof, and pat the area besides you. "Have I not told you the story a my childhood yet? fuck, hahah. Meen ain't said anythin either?" --
  247. [01:00] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You move where he pats without really thinking about it, leaning with him and continuing to pet at his hair. "I've heard bits and pieces, but... I don't think I really know, no. You don't have to tell me, though." --
  248. [01:02] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] Shaking your head, you protest, "No, no. I'd rather you know, actually. You're clade, and a good friend besides. I just... Dunno where to begin. Pike... You know how a lot of Ampora kids got... Genocidal tendencies?" --
  249. [01:03] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "Oh, I know plenty about that, dear." --
  250. [01:11] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You bite your lip again, worrying at the place you bit earlier. "I succeeded very nearly," You say, softly. "Released a toxin that bound with the airborne oxygen in the air. Killed off 90 percent a landwellers... But then seadwellers started to die off too." Your gaze is... far off, looking away into the sea. --
  251. [01:12] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You. Definitely freeze, at that. Holy shit. You never knew that part. "Oh?" You are extremely well-trained in sounding like you're cool with stuff you aren't actually cool with, though. It's a soft, gentle sound. --
  252. [01:16] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You cover your eyes with one arm, sighing more so than you were before. "I regretted it pretty quickly afterwards. After some of the group got sick... It pushed me to realize that I was the outlier --
  253. [01:16] LS: in my group, not just cause... Yanno, violetblood, but uh.... Because I had it all. An they didn't. An I didn't... deserve havin it all. But I was still fuckin... Arrogant, an cocky, an a jackass back then. I didn't care too much yet. Boo hoo, half the planets dead, now there's more to go around, god, I was fuckin awful back then." This is... Hard for you to talk about. It's more than the fluster
  254. [01:16] LS: ed you were before... Your voice is just so, so quiet.
  255. [01:21] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You stay quiet while he talks, just brushing his hair back and listening. You're still... kind of mortified. But it's been a long time, he's learned so much, he's so different now... you feel like you're making excuses. Maybe you are. Maybe you don't care. "So what did you do when you realized all of that...?" --
  256. [01:24] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] "Tried to help the best I could." You whisper. "The game was started. Alternians needed a new planet to live on. The air was contaminated, and it was spreading through the conquered planets. So much --
  257. [01:24] LS: blood on my hands, Abby... I had to make up for it somehow, so I... Helped, the best I could. Built as high as I could go, got partners an other players to safety. I was a team player... An I ran myself into the ground doin it, tryin to find an antidote on the side, to synthesize one in the lab." You are assuming she's not looking at you. You don't want to see how she looks at you if you're wrong,
  258. [01:24] LS: it's why your arm is over your eyes.
  259. [01:29] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You're definitely looking at him, brows knit tight together and lips set in a frown. You... relate, somehow. You remember poring over books when Sollux got sick, desperately trying to find a way to --
  260. [01:29] GA: deal with the infection in his jaw, and then finding him dead with his hand in yours the next morning. The last living person from your timeline, and you couldn't save him. You lean in and press a kiss at Eridan's hairline. "It didn't go well, I take it..."
  261. [01:36] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You blanch, the color draining from your face, all the glow subsequently turning into nothing, leaving a ghostly pallor of freyed out skin. It's... A stark contrast, and leaves you looking much, mu --
  262. [01:36] LS: ch more sickly than anything would lead anyone to believe otherwise. Sure, you've put on weight, and you've put on muscle, but... The ghosts of the past that haunts you are as plain as the scars on your face. "... No." You whisper. "Eventually... It was Sollux who figured it out. He came snoopin around one day, an figured out that I was the reason they were doin all this bullshit in the first plac
  263. [01:36] LS: e. He tried to kill me... An, a course, I killed him first. An all out fuckin war followed that, a domino effect... I... I blacked out. In the end, out of all the trolls who were nearby, it was just me an Fef standin. An I didn't... understand. I'd killed... Karkat, Nepeta, Equius. I don't remember who else..." You swallow, thickly past the lump in your throat. "Shot em all, dead right there. Did
  264. [01:36] LS: n't fuckin... even realize I was doin it... I knew what musta happened, Kar tried to calm me down an got hurt, Nepeta woulda went after me, an then so would Equius... Maybe Rez too, I ain't sure at this point... It's been so long."
  265. [01:37] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > He didn't mention his Kanaya. You don't ask. "The meowbeast was out of the satchel, so to speak." --
  266. [01:45] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] That's because she's still coming. "... She kept me there for a bit. I calmed down, a little. Tried to ask... The fuck happened. Did I do that? What do I do. I was... panickin a little. I was no stra --
  267. [01:45] LS: nger to blood an gore an... death, but... Seein that candy red all over my hands fuckin... fucked me up. I didn't WANT to kill him... or Sollux, or any a them. I'd tried, damnit, to help, an do my best. You can't change the past... just work to fix your mistakes." You might... be crying, a tiny bit. Your chest is moving like you are, and tiny glowing droplets of violet are streaking down the sides
  268. [01:45] LS: of your eyes, into your hairline above your fins. "I guess I shoulda died, then. My Kanaya... She wanted me dead. No amount of worth I could give the remainin group- Tav, Vris, Fef, an... Gam... Maybe, was worth keepin me around. Fef, though... She stopped her from runnin me through with it. Said somethin along the lines of not having many options, since everyone was dead... She said lets take a
  269. [01:45] LS: walk. She said let's go for a swim. So... I went."
  270. [01:50] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You're silent for a little while, and you rest your weight on your calves, kneeling fully on your shins. "...you didn't come back, I take it." --
  271. [01:51] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You remove your arm, turning glistening eyes to her. Sniffle. "What? Come back... What do you mean?" --
  272. [01:54] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "From the ocean... to the tower, I suppose." You don't really know what you're talking about. God, he looks so pathetic. You can't... you can't help but lean forward, swipe your thumb gently under his eye, resting your palm on his cheek. "What happened on the swim...?" --
  273. [01:59] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You close your eyes. You can see it so... clearly. The bubbles, as the two of you jumped into the water surrounding base camp. Her hair, so pretty, and so terrifying, already imbued with the horrors --
  274. [01:59] LS: of her lusus. Her glittering grin flashing in the dark, like a shark tooth under the light, as the two of you went deeper. "She asked me... Why I did it. I said... I didn't remember. Self defense, I guess. She tried for... For hours, to get me to tell her all I knew. She seemed most interested in the antidote I was workin on... I thought she wanted me to prove I wasn't lyin. I didn't... think abou
  275. [01:59] LS: t the other options... If I was smarter, I would have realized she only wanted to know so she wouldn't... need me anymore." You open your eyes as you say it. "... We headed towards a ravine. I don't remember why. But she took my stuff, at that point. Everything I had on me, she took, except the clothes I was wearin... An then the last thing I saw was the edge a her trident, bein swung back."
  276. [02:01] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You lean in and gently kiss his forehead. You can't imagine what it's like to be at the business end of a bident. "Do you need to take a break, grubby...? I'm sorry for asking so much of you..." --
  277. [02:03] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You shake your head, and take a deep breath. "... No, I don't... need a break. I'd like... Could you feed me another brownie? I... My limbs aren't cooperatin." You're kind of shaking a little, but ju --
  278. [02:03] LS: st... because you're holding it in. You want to bitch and cry and scream out what she did to you, how it made you feel. But you don't... want to change the tone of this moonlit night, of your confession under the stars.
  279. [02:05] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You kiss his cheek and uncaptchalogue the brownies again, putting it right back into your sylladex after you extract a brownie. You hold it up to his lips and do your best not to be... offputting. --
  280. [02:06] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You open your mouth and let her feed you for a moment, while you take a moment or two to compose yourself. Between bites, you ask, "There's more, if you... Want me to continue." --
  281. [02:07] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You nod while he has his eyes open, not wanting to shatter the delicate mood with your voice. --
  282. [02:15] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] After you finish the brownie, you let the good taste flutter around your mouth for a moment. Some of your glow comes back, and you thrum again. "S fuckin delicious, Abby." You say quietly, before cle --
  283. [02:15] LS: aring your throat. "Anyway... Fef. She called me a monster, beforehand. Said a bunch of other hateful, hurtful things. Said.. That she knew I was sorry. She said that I was to never come on land again... an she would honor it that she wouldn't kill me... But, uh. She didn't have to save me either." You lift one hand, shaking off the pins and needles, to pull down the collar of your shirt, to show
  284. [02:15] LS: the scars, the clawmarks, raking down your gills. Abby has seen this many times before, they're on your sides as well, on the gills there. "When I was four, I fucked up my gills... an she knew that. I couldn't breathe underwater, not longer than an hour, at best. So by knockin me out by the ravine... She was tryin to ensure my death, while bein basically guiltless herself. Foolin herself that I mi
  285. [02:15] LS: ght survive. An... I did. For a long, long time, I survived. It was hard, an it was... difficult. At some point she an the others won the game, an I somehow found my way on land in seconds, goin from deep sea to landmass, dumped, physically, on whatever new planet she'd gone an done. I don't know the physics of it.. But I guess there was already established civilization on there? Pike, she was the
  286. [02:15] LS: empress, an, you know how that shit goes... So now I was on land, an uh. Didn't go well." You gesture behind you. "The scar, that runs from shoulder to shoulder, an cuts across where my dorsal sprung up? That's from some trolls who knew who I was. Decided to try an kill me. I made it back to water quickly enough, but I guess she was now aware of my presence.. she decided to keep tryin to capture
  287. [02:15] LS: me, for whatever dumb reason."
  288. [02:20] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You chirr softly, sympathetic. You would probably have done the same, but... that doesn't mean it isn't horrible to hear. "How long were you out there...?" --
  289. [02:21] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] When you speak, your voice is the quietest it's been all night. "... About sixty five sweeps, give or take a few here or there." --
  290. [02:27] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You just search his face for a little while, brows knit together, eyes full of rings that seem to widen and narrow imperceptibly. You press a kiss to his cheek after a few moments of silence, though it's more to the corner of his mouth. "...I'm glad you're here, now." --
  291. [02:31] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You're tight. Lips pursed, eyes wide. Fins quivering softly. You're.. afraid. What is she thinking? what if she doesn't like this story anymore, what if... Oh. She's... Glad, glad you're here...? . --
  292. [02:31] LS: .. Aw. The sentiment warms you, and you relax a little. A few more tears escape your eyes, and you smile fondly. "... Thanks, Abby. ... To make a long story... shorter, I guess... It ended when I found a lil bronzeblood grub, washed up on the beach. Meenah came over to give me some supplies a couple weeks into taking care of the grub... But Fef's guards ambushed both a us, an... Thats how we met."
  293. [02:31] LS:
  294. [02:32] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You nod, taking his hand into yours and gently petting the back of it. "I didn't actually know most of that... I know that was difficult for you, thank you for sharing..." --
  295. [02:35] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You sit up, then, slowly. "... Xee- The grub," You bite your lip, and squeeze her hand. "She didn't make it. One of the guards shot her. But... I've got Meenah, and I've got Meenah's kids.. An they're now mine, an... What more could I ask for? She's precious, an the kids too, an so is her clade... Like you." --
  296. [02:37] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You squeeze his hand back, picking it up to press a soft kiss there. "Like me?" --
  297. [02:38] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You turn to her, and smile. "... Like you." And you smile a little more, a little wider. "... But hey, there you go. You know the whole story... Any... thoughts?" --
  298. [02:43] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You pause and think about it, chewing your lip a little, looking up at the stars. "I think... you were a dumb kid. I don't think that excuses what you did, but I think you were impulsive and what you did was just... too big to undo. You're many, many times older, now, though. You know better. More importantly, you do better. That's what counts." --
  299. [02:44] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You lean over, to try and put your head on her shoulder. "... Yeah. I'm glad you see it that way. Not a lot of people do... Especially now, with me trying to advocate for equality on the side of highbloods AS WELL as lowbloods." --
  300. [02:46] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Your fingertips brush over his sides, over his gills, and you get a twinge of sympathy pain. You easily let him lean on you -- that's not even a question. "Was this... part of your plan for the evening...?" --
  301. [02:48] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You're about to answer her, but fingers brushing over sensitive tissue brings shivers down your back and puts your mind on high alert. Gills are a no no for most people, even Abby. It derails your path only for a second or two, though, before you say, "... No, and yes," You say, softly. "I wanted us to get to know each other better... so... I guess this counts." --
  302. [02:52] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You bring your hand back, but you do it slowly, not wanting to yank it back and scare him more. "What do you want to talk about, then...?" --
  303. [02:55] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You are quiet again, but this time it only lasts for an instant. "Anything. You. Me. I want to know you, and I want you to know me... I don't want us to just be... fuckbuddies who also happen to have someone in a quadrant. I want to be someone you can turn to, someone you can... trust." --
  304. [02:58] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > Ow. Okay, that kind of stung a tiny bit. You play your fingers over the back of his hand, trying to think of what might be interesting or deep or what have you. "There's... not a lot about my wrigglerhood that is pleasant to listen to. The game didn't last long enough, and I don't do much as it is, so I don't know what to say..." --
  305. [03:00] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] "What... Was growing up alone like?" You say, interupting her for the moment. You know she had to have, why else would she have abandonment issues like you do? --
  306. [03:03] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > That surprises you. You blink at him. "Ah... it was... I don't know. It wasn't that bad at first. I didn't really... understand that I was alone. I saw zombies out my windows every morning and I ju --
  307. [03:03] GA: st sort of assumed I would be one when I grew up, I wasn't really afraid of them or anything but my lusus wouldn't let me out after sunrise..." You look back up at the stars, tilting your head all the way back and reaching a hand up toward them, fingers outstretched, quiet for a few moments. "...I didn't really understand how big and different the world was before I was wrigglernapped. It was like
  308. [03:03] GA: ... I had been dreaming for sweeps, and suddenly I woke up."
  309. [03:05] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Now, you squeeze her hand. "... It was your Ampora, wasn't it." You say. It wasn't... hard to put together. --
  310. [03:18] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You turn your gaze back to him and blink. You don't seem altogether surprised or disturbed that he figured it out, though you doubt he had a painfully similar experience in his own timeline, as dif --
  311. [03:18] GA: ferent from your own as it sounds. "Yeah. He showed me the page in the journal, once, I took a picture with my palmhusk." You uncaptchalogue it and flip back through photos of yourself and your grubs and your long-gone matesprits to the very first picture in your saved photos, tilting the screen to show him.
  312. [03:19] GA: http://absylphe.tumblr.com/private/164853316720/
  313. [03:19] GA: // shit sorry. http://absylphe.tumblr.com/private/164853316720/tumblr_ovlawkazgY1r0qs3e
  314. [03:22] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] "Bein taken as a slave is... never easy." You say. The words echo in the silence around you, of the waves on the shoreline. "Being forced to do something you don't want... To be somewhere you don't w --
  315. [03:22] LS: ant to be... It's not. Everyone tries to one up everyone else like that, though. Oh, you were a slave for one sweep, I've been a slave my whole life, you got hurt, i got my arm ripped off, yadda yadda. But it's not.. like that. It's more simple than that. Being forced to do anything you don't want, no matter for how long, or for what... It's terrible."
  316. [03:24] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You shrug and put your palmhusk away. "Travel across the desert took a week, getting to town took another two days, the day after that I was on the ship and I think it only took him an hour to have --
  317. [03:24] GA: me walk the plank. I didn't understand what he was trying to get me to do, though, so he had to kick me over. I can't remember if that was the first time I saw Vriska, the frenzyfins stand out a little more in my mind..." You sigh, soft and resigned. "Anyway, it wasn't that bad. I'm alright. I got to learn two new languages thanks to his foolishness."
  318. [03:26] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] "You got to learn three new languages," You stick out your tongue a little. "Fear counts. The little rumbles of it in your pan, anxiety over being away from hive, over meeting new people or going new places... fear of the water, maybe, i dunno. But still... I'm glad you came out of it alright. What.. did you do? Afterwards." --
  319. [03:28] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You shrug again, kind of looking away. "I don't know. I was rescued, worked at a bar for a little while, went to school... got into sex work. Got into stripping, then I waited tables. I had a stalker, once. I saved up money for a long time until I could afford to get someone who wouldn't ask questions to take me home." --
  320. [03:30] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You listen, quietly. Your hand is still holding hers, now, it's her turn to talk. "There's no shame in that." --
  321. [03:34] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "I was too young," and you're the one murmuring this time, gently taking your hand back. "I used to talk about this more, but... it's not that I'm ashamed, it's just not a topic you discuss with people." --
  322. [03:39] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You let her take her space. You let the silence stretch on for a moment. A minute. Two minutes. "... Is it a topic you can discuss with... me?" --
  323. [03:41] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You feel a little dizzy and you reach out for his hand again. "I... maybe. I have to be careful how I talk about it. Two of my moirails left me after I tried to talk to them about it, before..." --
  324. [03:44] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Your hand is there, cool and strong, and sturdy. "... Fuck them, then. You can talk to me about it. Would you like to do it up here, or down somewhere comfortable?" --
  325. [03:45] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > "...somewhere warm might be nice." You might be stalling a little bit. You don't mind telling him, but... it's ugly. --
  326. [03:52] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > You sit- then stand, holding her hand still, so you can lead her to the ladder and climb down, and then help her if she needed it. --
  327. [03:53] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You stand up and captchalogue his blanket before following along, descending the ladder rather easily. Quietly. --
  328. [03:55] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You don't... Know if she's stalling, but you do know... You do understand needing time to get ready for something. You wait for her to be fully down, then you offer your arms to her. --
  329. [04:03] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You just... walk into them, closing your eyes and pressing your cheek to your chest, ear crumpled between your head and his body. --
  330. [04:06] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] > Ohhh. You stop, now. You stop and you hold her there, close to you. She can hear everything moving about in your body- Blood, your breathing, your heartbeat. You know she needs this... you don't move. You simply.. Let her be with you. --
  331. [04:12] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You give a big, long, contented sigh. You... need this. It's bad, but it feels a little bit like hugging Prince. Not that the two are all that alike, aside from being Good Ampora Boys. "Pick me up...?" --
  332. [04:14] -- lonelySeahorse [LS] You don't do as she asks for a minute more, holding her to you and keeping your arms wrapped around her. But then, yes, yes you pick her up, and you lift her like a small child, moving her head to the crook of your neck and hitching your hands under her rear end. "Like this?" --
  333. [04:15] -- gentleAdjuvant [GA] > You're a little squished, but you don't mind. "Sure, this works... take me away..." --
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