7 ♐ I've gotten pretty good at telling myself it's fine

[aim_exorable]

Who: Expatriate Darkleer and Marquise Spinneret Mindfang
Where: On the island
When: Evening, straight into the night
Style: Action
Status: Closed

D --> I do hope you are not otherwise preoccupied.
D --> Because I have just finished putting the finishing touches on your request.
D --> Whether you make it or not.
D --> I'm going to put it on the island right now.

Comments

[aim_exorable]

Mn, I'm drunk, stop that...

[Like he's going to do anything, 'tho. Just... lay here.]

No, no, because, when I let him down, he was thinking of you. For some reason. Mm. I saw his thoughts.

[o8liter8]

But that. Doesn't make sense? He was red soliciting you right? But all the stuff we do, 's black.

[aim_exorable]

Mmn. I don't know either. Seadwellers are strange. I think he was jealous. Maybe. I don't know. How much have we had to drink?

[o8liter8]

That doesn't make seeeeeeeense.

I. A lot? A lot a lot.

[aim_exorable]

Oh good lord of mercy, you're doing that. Please don't do that.

That's not good.

[o8liter8]

We are soooooooo drunk.

[ Flops on his lap. ]

[aim_exorable]

Oh noooooooo.

[Wow that sure is a spider on his lap. Just... kind of... patting you.]

Mm. You may have been correct.

[o8liter8]

I'm always right. What am I right about?

[aim_exorable]

Talking to him. I should. He said I should. But I just want him to be happy. But I should talk to him.

[o8liter8]

You know you can talk to him and still make him happy.

[ Rolls onto her back on his lap, stretching out. ]

Hiiiiiiii.

[aim_exorable]

Mmm. You're drunk.

[A tired smile.]

Missed you. Missed you like this.

[o8liter8]

You missed me drunk? You can see me like this all the time, it's not that special.

[ She grins, reaching up and stroking his hair a little. ]

's been a long time.

[aim_exorable]

You do not know the half of it.

[That is his favorite thing, however did you know? Kind of just... letting his eyes slip shut and going limp.]

[o8liter8]

Shhhhhhhh.

[ It's not pale if it's not a full shoosh, okay. She keeps petting his hair, just the way he always liked it when they were kids. ]

We are so drunk. Should probably get some water, sleep it off...

[aim_exorable]

Hmm. We should.

[Pale? Darkleer isn't even aware this is pale. Then again, he is also, admittedly, drunk.]

Do you have any on you?

[o8liter8]

[ Decaptchas a few water bottles. ]

Let's do this more, okay. This. Thing.

[aim_exorable]

I shouldn't. I need to be responsible...

[A pause, and two faces flicker in his thoughts.]

I should tell Equius and Gamzee...

[o8liter8]

Not this specific thing. This thing with you and me.

Also, fuck responsibility, those kids are fine at taking care of themselves. They'll survive if you're out the night.

[aim_exorable]

...What's the thing?

[D-r-u-n-k.]

No, they'll worry.

[o8liter8]

You know. Us. Hanging out.

[ Rolls onto her stomach and whines. ]

Fiiiiiiiine you should take me back with you and give me food then.

[aim_exorable]

Oh. Yes.

[Don't you whine at him, missy. He will horse snort right at you.]

I don't think I can walk, let alone prepper- cook.

[o8liter8]

After we're done sleeping! Duh!

[ Headbutts his tummy a little. ]

[aim_exorable]

Ow!

[Horns, Mindfang.]

Mnf... I should contact everyone. Let them know where I am. That is indeed what I should be doing.

[o8liter8]

Why, so they can see how drunk you are?

[ Flops back over and starts playing with his hair again. ]

[aim_exorable]

No. Because I need to tell Lysunder. And Equius and Gamzee. And. Things.