forum Crushing Hearts [Repost] (1/1)

Started April 05, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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"SO is he not hard-working, and are you as hotheaded as he is?" Arthur chuckled at Cyrin's description. "ALways good to have friends who challenge you."

“What? I’m not hotheaded. That’s Avdey.” He pauses for a moment, “Well. . . I take that back, I can be hotheaded sometimes. But that’s only with Avdey really.” He laughs softly, “He’s hard working, just. . . Not in the school setting. He was never good with it, he had too much energy and would rather have focused his energy on other things. I always had to help him.”

Arthur had given Cyrin a look when he said he wasn't hot-headed. So far the dancer hadn't been that way with him, but he'd seen it with Avdey.
He nodded sympathetically at Cyrin's explanation. "Kind of you to help. And it looks like it's all worked out for him. He seems successful, well-adjusted, all that good stuff. You're a good friend, Cyrin." He gave his friend a smile.
"I'm glad you guys got along eventually. Everyone needs that close friend." He glanced down at his food, fidgeting for a second. Arthur didn't really have any friends like that.

With good reason, obviously, but no point in admitting that.

Cyrin snickers softly, “Only with Avdey, mind you. He deserves to have his ‘oh so handsome face’-“ He does air quotes, “Smashed in at some point, it’s not like anyone else is going to do it.”

Cyrin smiles slightly, “Yeah, he is.” He shakes his head slightly, “I’m not the best person to be friends with, but, I’m glad he’s stuck around through all my bullshit.” He laughs softly. “I’m sure there’re better people out there to be friends with besides me. But we’re lucky to have each other.”

Arthur chuckled. "Oh, so you do the face-smashing, huh? Seems kinda backwards." He grinned at Cyrin. "He seems like more face-smashy type."

His smiled turned more genuine. "Hey, you're not a bad person to be friends with. And I'm sure he's happy to be friends with you. He's not doing you a favor, any more than I am. You're a good friend."

Cyrin laughs softly, “Yeah. He needs a nice hit against his big ass ego. Like I said, no one else is going to do it. So I have to.” He grins, finishing his burger and moving onto the fries.

“I know I’m not a bad person, but still, I’ve been through plenty, and Avdey’s been there through all my crap. And it’s been quite a bit, if I must say. . .”

Arthur nodded. "Sounds like a functional friendship."

His face sobered as Cyrin mentioned how much he'd been through. "Oh? Been through a lot?" He wasn't doubting it, just… curious.
"Also, to be clear, going through a lot doesn't make you hard to be friends with. Just makes you value your friends more, which is good. Depending on the situations, I guess." He was still prompting Cyrin, gently, to tell him about his life.

Cyrin laughs softly, “Eh, it works.”

Cyrin looks down, shifting slightly, “Yeah. . .” He picks at his fries. “I know that, but sometimes, depending on the things, it can make it hard to be friends.” He shifts in his seat, quiet for a moment.

"I bet it can, but… well, like what?" Arthur kept his expression gentle, voice soft.
If Cyrin wouldn't trust him, really trust him, then none of any of his plans could go anywhere. Though if he could just get the dancer to be open, then… there was so much potential there. Potential for enjoyment for both of them, maybe.
Certainly for Sixclaw.

Cyris sighs, “Well. . . My family wasn’t as well off as we are now when I was born, not that what we have now is well off. . . But, it’s certainly better than four of us sleeping on a couch. When I was. . . Thirteen? Something like that, I got involved with things I shouldn’t have out of desperation. My parents were working sixteen hours a day, and all that money went to the rent. We were starving, most of the food would go to my parents so they could continue to work so we would have a place to live. Anyways, I wasn’t exactly doing anything. . . Legal. . .” He sighs, “I never got too involved, and got busted eventually. I stopped after that. There are some other things, but nothing too bad to have gone on my permanent record other than that.”

Arthur nodded slowly, his expression sympathetic. "I won't pretend to have any idea what that situation must be like. But I do know what it's like to be in a spot where you'd do anything to change things. And nobody should fault you for that, now. Legality aside, anyway. As long as you weren't some kind of hitman or something… I'm glad you made it through that and came out on the other side." He gave Cyrin a small smile. "And it shouldn't affect how many friends you can make. If it does, then you didn't need those people anyway." It certainly didn't bother him.

Cyrin laughs softly, "Well, it didn't prevent them from being my friend, it just made it hard. They themselves didn't want to get into trouble, and I didn't want them to." He sighs softly, shaking his head slightly, "Anyways, a lighter subject shall we? What about you? We always talk about me, despite what many people may think, I'm not someone who loves to just talk about me all day. Tell me a bit about you."

Arthur looked at Cyrin for a long moment after his explanation, before quietly murmering "You're a good person, Cyrin…"
He smiled as his friend changed the subject. "A lighter subject indeed. What do you want to know? Ask me anything. Q&A with Arthur." He did a quick jazz hands, like this was some sort of gameshow. "Though I'll warn you, I'm boring. You're the interesting one in this duo. But seriously, I'll answer anything. Ask away."

Cyrin thinks for a moment, “Okay. . . Obie’s? Do you have any, and if so, what are they? What got you into it?” He smiles slightly, finishing his fires and pushing the plastic dish away. He gives his attention to Arthur, looking at him.

Arthur smiled and leaned back. "Well, I love hiking and camping. I guess those are hobbies. I got into them largely when my parents died. I would go out to the state park and just walk, for hours. The week after they died, I went out there thinking some pretty dark thoughts, and decided I was just going to stay in the woods. Learned to do a whole bunch of stuff, like build fires and lean-tos, essentially on my own in the forest, and I've loved it since. It relaxes me. I still go a lot of weekends. Ummm…. other hobbies… I guess gaming counts. Always like video games. The flashy aesthetics and chance to mold your own life always appealed to me."

Cyrin nods slightly, “That makes sense, I bet it’s quiet and peaceful out there. Lots of space to yourself to come to terms with what had happened to your family.”

“I know nothing about video games. . . So. . .” He laughs softly.

"It definitely was, though… I went out there to find a cliff to jump off, or a wild animal to get killed by, if I'm being honest." Arthur swallowed hard, looking down for a moment. "But nature just… has this way of healing things. It's dangerous, and some people think it's malevolent, but… really nature is just life, flowing and moving and existing and… I just couldn't throw mine away out there. Though I kinda tried anyway, by deciding to stay when I didn't really know how to survive yet." He chuckled. "But I learned, so… all worked out, I guess."
Arthur grinned as he looked up at Cyrin. "They can be a lot of fun, if you play with a friend. Maybe if you're ever interested, we can play some more. No pressure though." He winked, before spreading his hands out to his sides. "More Q&A? What else can I tell you?"

Cyrin looks at him, “Well, I’m glad it. . . Happened that way, because then, I wouldn’t be sitting here with you, having just eaten the best burger in my life.” He grins slightly, trying to lighten the mood.

His face goes thoughtful and he hums, “So you’ve lived here your whole life? Or, most of it anyways?”

Arthur reached across and patted Cyrin's arm gently. "I'm glad you're happy about it… and these burgers are pretty good, didn't I tell you so?" He grinned at his friend as he sat back.
"Well, we actually lived over in Clingerton, a couple of towns over, but I sold the house and moved into one of my dad's real estate holdings. I couldn't stand to be in the house alone anymore." He thought for a moment. "But yeah, I've grown up in this area. Been around my entire life."