forum You'll See Just How Crazy I Can Be (rp with Icefire, feel free to stalk!)

Started July 08, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"Then what is?" Derlik looked up from his spot in his arms, finger running over the rim of his glass.

"I…" He trailed off. He knew he had said that yes, they could start over, but he couldn't forget the things Derlik had done. Beaten him, terrified him just for the fun of it.

Derlik fell quiet, then looked away.
"I remember," he said softly, when he saw how Nik hesitated to answer.

Nik shrugged helplessly, looking down at his hands for a moment, then taking another sip of his drink.

"It won't help if I promise it won't happen again, will it?" Derlik pulled his drink closer to himself. He was half tempted to pull Arthur out and show Nik he'd found a much better person to take those things out on.

(were we planning on using Assface in this RP at all?)

Nik shrugged faintly. "Only if you really meant it." He replied, glancing over at Derlik again.

(yeeeeee, for sure. I've got a scene in mind)

"I do, you know. Mean it." Derlik put his head on the table, letting out a low sigh. He was tired, and sore, and needed more alcohol in him.

(D: of course you do)

Nik took another sip of his drink. He had a remarkably good tolerance for alcohol for his size. Likely because he'd drunk so much while working as a prostitute.

(Derlik is gonna have to keep Astral from trying to 'borrow his new toy' DD:)

Derlik would have been jealous, if he had been there enough in the head. He just hummed some instead, looking up at Nik.
"Imma… try to make this nice…" he mumbled. "Don wan anyone touching ya."

(D: I feel like Asstral is definitely the type to use Nik's past against him, isn't he)

Nik sipped at his drink again, looking down at the table. He had no idea how to respond to Derlik's words, so he remained quietly.

(Very much so)

"Fuckin… ass, he's getting what he deserves," Derlik muttered under his breath. "For tryna hurt you."

(fuck)

Nik couldn't quite hear what Derlik was saying, and just frowned a little bit, sighing faintly.

"Fuckin… toy," Derlik continued. He tucked his head in his arms again, glancing at his pocket.

Nik frowned a little, taking another sip of his drink and looking around the room.

There weren't really any other people in the bar yet. Twili was quiet as she sipped at her own drink, gently petting Smoke and using a feather to play with him. Derlik hummed some, snagging the edge of his pocket with his fingers to look at Arthur.

Arthur was curled up in a tiny ball in Derlik's pocket, and didn't look up when the pocket was opened. Nik kept sipping his drink. Smoke mewed softly as he grabbed at the feather.

Derlik moved a finger into his pocket, pressing it to unfold Arthur some and push against the small man's stomach, aggravating the cuts there. Twili glanced up, but then away. She didn't have a hard time guessing what Derlik had in his pocket, if not exactly who.

Arthur whimpered at the press, shuddering and curling around himself.

Derlik slipped a second finger in, pushing Arthur's chin up so he had to look at the obviously drunk god.
"Toy," he spat again, a bit louder.

Nik looked up, frowning faintly. "Hm?"

Arthur whined in fear.

Derlik glanced up at Nik. Being intoxicated, he wasn't really thinking as he snagged Arthur with two fingers and held him up for Nik to see.

Nik's eyes went wide, and he nearly choked as he set the drink down. "I…what the fuck, Derlik?" He demanded, eyes flashing from Arthur to Derlik.

"He hurt you," Derlik said. His grip on Arthur wasn't the best, but he didn't care now did he?

"Yeah, and so have you! So have a shit ton of people, Derlik, are you going to do this to all of them?"

"…Maybe." Derlik moved to set Arthur down on the table. Twili looked down, bending her head some. He was in bad shape, alright.