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vatheon2012-01-27 05:42 am
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Who: Eridan and Karkat
Location: Vantas-Ampora Hive
Time: Backdated to right after Eridan talked to Feferi
Status: Closed/On going
[After his meeting with Feferi, Eridan heads straight home, conflicted feelings everywhere. She was before the game, she thought they were still moirails and Eridan was too much of a coward to tell her otherwise, not wanting to break the news to her, and maybe, just maybe he was enjoying that old treatment, actually being liked and valued by Feferi after so long of just... not. But now that he's out of her optimistic and joyous presence, the reality of him not saying anything is really weighing around him. Augh, everything is so damn complicated.]
[He's hardly quiet when he walks in the door, closing it behind him a bit louder than he meant, but whatever. He stops for a moment, thinking about just not bringing up anything with Feferi to Karkat, because this is his problem, he'll handle it, he's got this. Yep! He's decided it, he'll just head to his room and not say anything at all, yep yep! Except, by the time he's reached his door, he stops again, hand resting on the frame, before he turns and starts to look through the hive for his matesprit. When he does find him, he stops in the entrance to which ever room he is in, looking a touch uneasy about whatever it is he needs to talk to him about.]
Hey, Kar? I need to talk to ya about somethin'.
Location: Vantas-Ampora Hive
Time: Backdated to right after Eridan talked to Feferi
Status: Closed/On going
[After his meeting with Feferi, Eridan heads straight home, conflicted feelings everywhere. She was before the game, she thought they were still moirails and Eridan was too much of a coward to tell her otherwise, not wanting to break the news to her, and maybe, just maybe he was enjoying that old treatment, actually being liked and valued by Feferi after so long of just... not. But now that he's out of her optimistic and joyous presence, the reality of him not saying anything is really weighing around him. Augh, everything is so damn complicated.]
[He's hardly quiet when he walks in the door, closing it behind him a bit louder than he meant, but whatever. He stops for a moment, thinking about just not bringing up anything with Feferi to Karkat, because this is his problem, he'll handle it, he's got this. Yep! He's decided it, he'll just head to his room and not say anything at all, yep yep! Except, by the time he's reached his door, he stops again, hand resting on the frame, before he turns and starts to look through the hive for his matesprit. When he does find him, he stops in the entrance to which ever room he is in, looking a touch uneasy about whatever it is he needs to talk to him about.]
Hey, Kar? I need to talk to ya about somethin'.
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[Of course, he heard Eridan leave earlier. He let him. But since then, his conversation has ended, and his attention has turned to one of the books his matesprit got him for Christmas. That's where he's found when the seadweller comes in: lounged on his bed, propped against the headboard, book against his knees. He does, however, look up.]
Come in. Probably about Feferi, right?
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How'd you ewer guess?
[It's obvious with his tone that he's not sincere in asking. He lets out a frustrated sigh and makes his way over to Karkat's bed, sinking down onto it to take a seat, leaning forward, elbows on knees, face in hands.]
She thinks we're still moirails.
[Yeah he says that pretty damn flatly.]
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Not surprised. What did you do about it?
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... Nothin'. [He definitely sounds like a little kid admitting he just stole from the cookie jar, that expression isn't helping any either.]
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I'll put it this way. I know breaking the news to her all at once can't be easy, and that's why I asked her specifically if she wanted to hear everything about the Veil, since I told her it's pretty terrible and a lot to take in all at once. She turned me down, though I did warn her she'll probably hear eventually from someone.
It's the same situation here. It's difficult, yes, but if you don't tell her, she's bound to learn about it from another source. But the important thing in this scenario is that if you don't tell her, and she figures it out from someone else, it's going to make you look like a dishonest asshole. I can't guarantee I know what she'll say when she inevitably learns what you do in the Veil, but that's no reason to not be honest about this much. You don't screw around with other people's feelings, got it? You haven't been her moirail for ages, and you know she winds up breaking up with you in the main timeline pretty quick.
And if you do tell her - while it will never, ever be an excuse for the shit you pulled back there - how our moirallegiance went, how you've learned, is at least proof that you've tried to make yourself into a better troll and not repeat mistakes on that level ever again. What she'll think after that is her decision, and not your place or anyone else's to force. But if you keep shit from her, you're just going to fuck the situation up worse in the end.
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I know she breaks up with me later--I... Was kinda, countin' on it. But, it newer happened... She didn't break up with me like she should hawe.
[He runs a hand through his hair. He knows what he should do, he knows he should break it off, because he doesn't have those pale feelings for her, never did, but he also doesn't quite have the flushed ones either. He still greatly cares for Feferi, probably never will actually stop, despite what that act of anger back in the veil may portray, so he knows he should do it before someone else enlightens her. If he does it, she might not be as mad at him about it... Fuck.]
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You shouldn't rely on that either, because it doesn't change the past of what happened here. You would still be withholding the truth, and you would still look like an ass.
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[He knows he shouldn't be looking for the easy route, augh, Karkat why do you make him do the right thing? It's so much more emotionally difficult that way.]
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[Yeah nope, he ain't budging. You don't get a free pass just because things turned flushed.]
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Fine.
[God, he does not want to do this, why can't he just be a coward and wait till she gets sick of him like she did before, sure he doesn't exactly want to relive that, but it'd be easier!]
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Once you do it, however it goes, you can talk to me about it. If it goes well, then great; if it doesn't, at least you will have been truthful with her, which is better than the alternative of cowardly douchebaggery.
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Yeah... You're right. Fuck.
[Excuse him as he just LAYS BACK all dramatic like and woe is he and stuff, also, he doesn't rightly care if your legs are in the way or not, Karkat, he'll totally lay on those if you don't move them! A small price to pay for some dramatics.]
Watheon is a right bulgesucker, Kar. It was bad enough the first time I had to confront her about shit when she was here, but now again? Fuck my life.
[Just gonna scrub his hands over his face now, k?]
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[He frowns down at him, and reaches a hand after, going to curl through his hair - half comfort in gesture, half punishment of mussed styling.]
Being as the scientists are bound and determined to suck bulge like an industrial suction-based floor covering cleaner searching for microscopic bits of dirt, there is about nothing you can do to change that fact. But here, you at least get to be alive, and try to make yourself a better troll.
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What do you mean by that? I at least get to be aliwe?
[Offering Karkat a curious, if not slightly worried, stare. He sure doesn't know he's dead back in the veil.]
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Shit.
It's nothing good, I'll tell you that right upfront, and here I go being the dumbass who somehow got it in his mind that you already learned about it.
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... So, you're serious? I'm--[Nope, can't say it, no, no that makes it more real. Too real, that means...]
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... Why the fuck would you just expect me to learn about it, Kar?
[He sounds a bit snippy, maybe even a little hurt.]
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I'm sorry.
I don't know if you know or not yet - spoiler alert - but Kanaya comes back as a rainbow drinker after she dies. She is a big blood-drinking lightbulb of a troll. So when she came across you, she was still completely pissed by what went down, and obviously not for no reason. So she bisected you with her lipstick.
[No trying to hide from it. He should have told him earlier, so here he does now, not even trying to hide it. He does, however, add a few things after.]
I didn't tell you before because other things came up when I came back, and after that I just... wasn't sure how to tell you. I know you feel bad enough about what happened; I didn't want to make it worse with this. But should have in the first place, especially if I'm the one telling you to go tell Feferi what happened with her.
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[Oops, his anger is just talking. That, and the fact he isn't even sure how to take it, while he didn't necessarily wanna go back, and still doesn't, he now knows he doesn't have anything waiting for him back there--which really only makes him not want to tell Feferi even more, but at the same time, almost makes him realize he really should tell her, considering how this is making him feel right now.]
[Somehow though, the fact it's Kanaya bothers him, that and the fact he appreantly gets bisected, yeah great thing to hear. He knew she was somehow fine afterwards, but he didn't think she'd hunt him down, how unlike Kanaya and all. Karkat wouldn't lie though, even if he didn't come out with it right away. He sighs, his expression softening to something more morose. This sucks, sucks so hard...]
... Doesn't it bother you, Kar? The fact that, yeah I'm aliwe here, but back there I'm nothin' but a chopped up fuckin' corpse? I mean, fuck... You're so concerned about me bein' a better troll, an' yet, what the fuck does it ewen matter then? When I go back, I'll be nothin' but a fuckin'... A fuckin' lifeless husk. Or, half a one anyway.
[He really just wants to get up and go to his room and brood or something, not that it'll help. He looks about ready to just get up and walk out, sitting in his spot, looking pretty damn ridged and tense, keeping his eyes from Karkat completely]
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[When his matesprit starts talking about the rest, though, he doesn't just let that pass.]
Don't you talk like that.
[His hands reach out, and if they can, they latch at Eridan's shoulders in an effort to make him face him.]
This has always been a second chance compared to what happens there. Am I saying this doesn't change stuff? No, I'm not. But don't you go an abandon what you've got here just because you learned that. You don't give up that easy, you don't toss everything away, you don't abandon all we've worked on and done together just because it doesn't mean anything there. Even if you didn't die, what happens here doesn't affect that place anyway. I've gone back before, you know that, you saw what happened because I couldn't remember anything from here. But did that make me give up on you, or anyone else? No, it damn well didn't.
It matters because we're here, because this is the life we're living, because this is the chance we have, and because like hell am I just going to give up that fucking easy!
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[But by the time Karkat says that last bit, he's basically turned to completely face Karkat. He waits a moment, thinking about how to even respond, what to even do... Which he finally settles on just leaning in, if Karkat will let him, and placing his arms around his waist as he attempts to just bury his face into the crook of Karkat's neck. A muffled 'I'm sorry' there after.]
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[So when, at last, his matesprit sinks against him, he allows it fully. His arms curl close around his shoulders; his cheek rests against his hair and the edge of a fin. One hand reaches up to curl his fingers through that hair, rubbing soft and soothing at the scalp beneath.]
I'm sorry, too. I should have told you. Just remember that I wouldn't even be doing any of this if it felt invalid to me.