
@Tired-but-passionate
(Starlight!!!! Hi!!! :D)
(Starlight!!!! Hi!!! :D)
(Hiiiii!!!)
((dude we could have like. a running gag about two guys named victor with weirdly similar life events but who turned out totally different))
(Ooh yes I was thinking exactly that.)
(Except my Victor was too much of a pussy to give up a kidney lol.)
("We may have similar lives, we may have similar beings we reanimated from the dead, but we are two different people!")
(Hurricane: Sure you are buddy, suuure.)
(wheezes)
(ajdhwhgsg hi Starlight! You can definitely join back in. I really crappily wrote Victor and Eden out but we can bring them back in! The running gag would definitely be hilarious)
(Otherwise just Eden could return as opposed to both, if people feel like it could get confusing)
(I'm chill with whatever, it's up to Starlight as to what they would like to do with their characters)
(Eden could return first, and then I could eventually bring my Victor back in?
(Yesssssss running gag let’s gooooooo)
(Yeah I like that)
(yeah that works fine!)
(Neat! Should I post, or wait?)
(What time is it in the roleplay? I'm apparently illiterate because I can't find it lol)
(ahsgsg I believe it's breakfast??)
(And Starlight, you can bring Eden back now or later, it's completely up to you :)
(Late morning. They were eating breakfast)
(Thank you! I couldn't tell if there'd been a time jump or something)
(ahsgsg I believe it's breakfast??)
(And Starlight, you can bring Eden back now or later, it's completely up to you :)
(Gonna do it sooner because I want to add some angst.)
(alright!)
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, and a similarly loud sniffle. Eden sat outside on the front steps, whimpering a little as they tried to hold back the tears. They and Victor… they’d had an argument, and it went badly, and now Victor had kicked them out of his life and this was the only place they knew to go.
Victor descended the staircase and took a seat at the dining table.
"So what are we to do?" he asked. "About the Clay Man, I mean. Personally I'm inclined towards research. Espionage, as fascinating as it is, is not exactly my strong suit."
He was many things, but certainly not a good liar. He wondered if that was why he tended to distance himself, to run away from his mistakes as opposed to staying behind. To run instead of facing the music, the disappointment he'd no doubt receive should anyone find out.
To run away from his friends and family instead of going back to them and pretending nothing was wrong.
Mina’s head snapped to the loud knock, and she rushed from the kitchen to open the door.
“Eden!” she gasped. “You’re back. Are you alright? Did something happen?”
She moved out of the way to let them in.
“Victor left me. He doesn’t want me anymore, he…” they walked inside and hung their head, moving to sit down in the kitchen.
“Well, we had an argument. He’s clearly not over… I am afraid I can’t talk about this at the moment.” Eden sniffled again, tears beginning to fall down their scarred face.
Sherlock looked worried, but had absolutely no idea what to say to Eden to make any of this better. They weren't good at comforting people in general, especially not people they didn't know well. "I'm sorry." They said to Eden, slowly, looking helplessly around.
Alek bit his lip faintly, coming over to Eden, but not speaking. He didn't know what to say, really. "That doesn't sound… pleasant." He said slowly.
Hurricane, out of boredom and not wanting to deal with the giant crying stranger, walked over to the bedrooms to find theirs and go lie down. They were tired, and they needed to talk to Sora. The only way of accomplishing that not-so-insignificant feat was sleep, during waking hours Sora could only watch on in horror at Hurricane’s actions, and vice versa.
She sighed, shaking her head with pity. “I’m really sorry about that. Do you need me to get you anything?”
She followed them back into the kitchen, taking note of the new Victor’s presence, but keeping her focus on the weeping being.
“I… thank you. Victor is difficult on his good days, worse on his bad ones. Maybe… maybe it was for the best he left. He doesn’t need a useless monster like me.” Eden huffed, slumping in their too-small chair. “And no, I’m fine.”
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