taciteaneremite
gangsters don't cry
therefore i'm mister misty eyed
100 posts
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Last Seen Blogs
Text
-- estrapadingTrueblue [ET] began messaging taciteanEremite [TE] at 16:57 --
ET: Hey.
ET: I think Im obligated to talk to you after gettin brought out from quarantine and havin a talk with at least D Dad.
ET: But also Im not on Naiad or Odimist to do that on so. You dont have to worry about me makin an attempt at mauling.
ET: Or whatever the fuck it was that I did back there. Its hard to remember except for after it was done.
ET: I saw Finns face. I could tell what he was thinking.
TE: Oh... Nevermind him.
TE: I wasn't afraid of that.
TE: But I did wanna talk to you too.
ET: Easier said than done. But whatever.
ET: Im here.
TE: Well... Um...
TE: Reckon I ain't too prepared for this. I don't really know what to say.
TE: I only know that I've missed you a whole lot.
ET: I dont know either. But Ive missed you too.
ET: And Im fucking exhausted with my own bullshit. Its hard to figure out whats up or down but thats the one thing I know for sure.
ET: Im hells of tired.
TE: Yeah... I can relate.
TE: I don't wanna fight anymore, Joel...
ET: Im just dropping it.
TE: Are you sure? You don't wanna talk about anythin'?
ET: Im not sure.
ET: Last time we tried I bit you which... Im not sure what became of that. Except that I heard you spent the night in the hospital.
ET: Sorry but I confess that any feelings that drove me to pull something like that just.
ET: Like.
ET: Arent worth it.
TE: I suppose not...
TE: If it's any consolation, the bite wound seemed to have uh... healed on it's own?
TE: I was in the hospital cuz I crashed my truck. Tryin' to drive with all that weirdness goin' on in my head wasn't the wisest decision.
ET: I...
ET: Dont know how Im supposed to make sense of any of that topsy turvy bullshit. So Im not going to.
ET: Im just sorry.
TE: Er... Yeah. That's probably for the best.
TE: I only want things to be like the used to be. Or... that we can work towards that again.
ET: Honestly.
ET: I dont know if thats possible.
ET: I dont feel the same as anything I was before. I dont know if I could go back to being that person.
TE: Then I wanna rebuild somethin'.
TE: I want you in my life.
TE: I don't care what kinda person you are... You're still my brother.
ET: Not real sure where to start.
TE: I'm not sure either...
TE: But I'd like to hang out with you sometime. I guess that's somethin'.
ET: Mmmgh. Maybe well work our way up to that.
ET: Still kind of. Uh.
ET: Weird feeling about that.
TE: That's alright.
ET: Not really.
ET: But fine. Well deal.
TE: Yeah... We'll figure somethin' out. Just the fact that we're startin' any place is good enough for me.
ET: Yeah.
ET: For the record. Im on Avalon. In case you were wondering.
TE: Oh, yeah. I was.
TE: Are you stayin' with Mithun?
ET: For a lil while. Its in the middle of nowhere but uh.
ET: Still crowded in some respects.
TE: Whatcha mean?
ET: People stare a lot.
TE: Oh... Right...
TE: I get that.
ET: Its whatever.
TE: Yeah... It is what it is, I suppose.
TE: But for the time bein'... I think I'm gonna keep to myself until I'm used to... all this.
ET: All this super puberty. Gotcha.
TE: Oh geez.
ET: Its the only way to describe it dude.
ET: Increased appetite. Exponantial body hair. Weird body temp regulations.
ET: Weird... intrusive urges.
TE: ... God dang it.
TE: Do you ever wanna chase cars?
TE: Or eat bones?
TE: ... And then actually eat them?
ET: Its freaky and I dont like it.
ET: Do you ever want to rub your face in things that smell good?? People???
TE: All the time...
ET: I dont like it.
TE: Me neither...
ET: I used one of our windows as a door instead of the actual door.
TE: Oh my gosh.
TE: I keep sleepin' in Snarls' dog bed...
ET: Omfg.
ET: Do you consciously make that decision or do you just wind up there?
TE: Um... I guess it's a lil bit of both?
TE: It just feels right.
ET: Sleeping in your dog's bed feels right.
TE: ...
TE: Yes.
ET: Why not get a giant dog bed and make it yours. I know a website.
ET: Give you the link later.
TE: Oh geez.
TE: ... Ok.
ET: Hard to say no. I agree.
ET: Anyway...
ET: Ill let you get back to whatever you were doing before.
TE: Oh right. Ok.
TE: It was real nice talkin' with you again, Joel...
ET: Yeah. Same here.
ET: Seeya Colt.
TE: Take care.
-- taciteanEremite [TE] stopped messaging estrapadingTrueblue [ET] at 19:33 --
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
-- gunhardyTemerity [GT] began messaging taciteanEremite [TE] at 18:38 --
GT: Colt? Are you there old boy?
TE: Yeah... I'm here.
GT: Oh i guess i should rectify my question. What i mean to ask is... are you home?
TE: I'm home too.
TE: I haven't really left in a while...
GT: Well goodie!
GT: Not that you havent left home but.
GT: You could answer the door for your old man?
TE: Oh... Sure. I can do that. No problem.
COLT: *it's easy enough to listen for jake's arrival. he would've already known he was there, but he resists the urge to scamper at the door. instead, he approaches cautiously and opens it on up, peeking out... ears and nose twitching it jake's direction.*
JAKE: *It's not so surprising for Jake to see Colt like he does. He DID just get back from hauling Joel out of the behavioral study domes. He wastes no time stepping forward with crinkly smiles, glad to see him.* Heyo sporto its about time!
JAKE: Kind of sweltering like a mad man out here isnt it? *PUFFS his mustache and wipes the sweat from his brow. All he did was walk across the yard to the door. Yesh.*
COLT: *nods slowly, opening the door up the rest of the way. snarls is behind him, tail wagging excitedly. GRANDPA JAKE IS HERE!! he boofs, to signify wants to jump on him. colt gives his fellow dog a pat on the head as he moves aside for his dad to come in.*
COLT: It's awful... I didn't mind it for the most part but now it's really gettin' to me. *what with all the extra hair...*
JAKE: *sees him in full and closes the rest of the distance with the mangrittiest of dad hugs.* Doh listen to you. Cmere. *squeeeeeeeeeeeze*
COLT: *not the dad hugs... he crashes right back into him, clinging tight and already getting emotional.* ... I don't know what to do.
COLT: *hello, snarls is joining in on this. he hops up, putting his paws on jake's back.*
JAKE: *ruffles the back of Colt's hair with affection. Just holding his son tight.* Hey now lad. Whos to say theres an answer right away?
JAKE: *pats snarls too. Everyone gets pats.*
COLT: I just-- *exhales against his shoulder. big dog sighs.* I guess there don't have to be...
COLT: It's all so overwhelmin'... And I...
COLT: I just wanna see Joel.
JAKE: *pulls back just to set his hands at his shoulders, fixing him with an earnest gaze* I know son.
JAKE: And you should. You will!
COLT: *rubs at his eyes* I don't think he wants to see me...
JAKE: Well i say hes going to. *fusses at Colt's hair.* At the end of the day hes your brother and not a thing can change that truth.
COLT: *there's so much hair to fuss with. frankly it's getting out of hand. but colt appreciates the fussing, made evident by the tail wags.* Reckon you're right. *sniffs*
COLT: But I don't wanna... cause a scene? What if he... sees me like this and just gets upset? *ear droop*
JAKE: Its an upsetting thing though isnt it? *brings a hand up to Colt's chin, perking him up.* I say you let him get whatever feeling out into the open and then just... take it from there.
JAKE: Hes no more than hes always been hasnt he? This... i wouldnt say is any different.
COLT: *looks at his pa with glossy eyes.* ... Okay. *nods slowly, letting it all sink in. one step at a time...*
COLT: Thank you.
JAKE: *pats him up again* Youre made of the toughest stuff colt. Trust me!
JAKE: All you need to do is believe it.
COLT: *smiles a little about his corny dad. but if jake believes it'll be alright, it's hard not to believe him. he's just got that way about him. even if it's just for now. but it's enough.*
COLT: Um... You're havin' a barbeque, aren't you?
JAKE: We sure are! *brightens up at the mention.* And i came over with the EXACT HONOR to invite you over in person. I thought you might appreciate it.
COLT: *wringes his paws together...* Thanks, pa... I'll try to stop by.
COLT: I'd really like to.
JAKE: Therell be more than enough grub to go around. *squeezes his paws and smooches him right on the head.* Just give us a heads up whatever you decide yes?
COLT: *more tail wags at the affection... nuzzles appreciatively at jake. he's even more cuddly than he used to be now that he's a puppy.* I will.
1 note
·
View note
Text
COLT: -out of all colt's weird habits he's adopted lately, sleeping in snarls' dog bed wasn't exactly the WEIRDEST. he probably would've done that anyway. but he has been sleeping a lot when consciousness comes with a constant assault on the senses.-
SNARLS: -curled up next to him on this bed in the living room that's entirely too small for both of them. it's probably too small for even one of them.-
LITTLE: -she's pretty sure that this is CUTE and all, but she's staring for about five minutes. Maybe it's the news of what happened with Joel, which was on the newsfeed not too long ago, or MAYBE it's the fact that he smells like stinky dog. WHICH IS NO SURPRISE WHEN THIS BIG DOG IS PRETTY MUCH ON TOP OF HIM.-
LITTLE: -reaches over and... pokes colt with her stick.-
FINN: -its fun day Sunday and finn has mostly been keeping to himself. Today has been spent playing with sofia and watching tv in his room. however, he needs more milk for this tiny girl and her formula is in the kitchen so that requires him to go out and through the living room while holding sofia--wait a second. Glances between little and colt.- is he
FINN: sleeping on the dog bed
LITTLE: h3s 4lso sl3p1ng on th3 dog
LITTLE: -poke poke poooke-
FINN: that's
FINN: new
LITTLE: >:T
LITTLE: 1ts not 4s n3w 4s you th1nk
LITTLE: c4us3 h3s b3n 4ct1ng l1k3 4 W31RD BOY
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: H4Y GU3S WH4T SQU1R3LS ! ! ! ! !
COLT: -fidgets from the poking, but then when he hears the word "squirrels," THREE whole sets of dog ears perk up. that's also new.-
SNARLS: -rolls awake before colt does and romps away to stare out the window at squirrels. squirrels??- BOOF!
COLT: -now that there's no big dog in the way, there's a clear view of colt's handsome new features. he hasn't noticed them yet as he groggily turns towards them.- Mrg?
LITTLE: >:o
FINN: -staring-
LITTLE: -reaches over and GRABS THE EAR-
LITTLE: >:O!
LITTLE: H1 WH4T
COLT: -YELPS- AH!
COLT: Not so loud--
COLT: ...
COLT: ...
COLT: ... -touches his other ear.- Um.
LITTLE: Y34H
COLT: Ah... -looks at his hand. he's got CLAWS too.-
COLT: ......... -STARES up at little with wide eyes.- 8(
FINN: uh
LITTLE: uh 1s R1GHT
LITTLE: -SHAKES FINN-
LITTLE: 1 KN3W 1T OK
LITTLE: JO3L B1T H1M 4ND NOW H3S W3R3WOLF3D 4ND 1 KN3W 1T ! ! ! !
FINN: -is shook and sofia is securely supported in his arms so it just feels like a very fun short ride in her opinion-
FINN: wait joel seriously bit him is that
FINN: is that what you're saying it wasn't just
FINN: something else joel was involved in
COLT: -sniffles from where he lies, sprawled on this dog bed.- Guess there's no denyin' it now...
LITTLE: uh Y3S 1 just d1dnt s4y 1t b3c4us3 1 d1dnt h4v3 PROF
LITTLE: but th3 sho3s f1t th3 d1g1t1gr4d3 f3t
LITTLE: th4ts som3 fury bulsh1t by th3 w4y sof14
LITTLE: l1k3 p4ws
LITTLE: dog p4ws
SOFIA: -it sounds like a good time-
FINN: wait what
FINN: i never
FINN: what
COLT: -he's distressed and blubbering like he always does. boo hoo hoo...- SNARLS: -plods over to lick the tears off his face.-
COLT: You... -pats snarls' face- You remember the bite on my shoulder? When I got into the accident?
COLT: Joel did that... And ever since that night weird things have been happenin' to both of us. And now this...
LITTLE: >:T
LITTLE: now th1s
LITTLE: you um
LITTLE: ok
LITTLE: 4s1d3 from cry1ng
LITTLE: -actually the crying is normal. maybe even a good sign?-
FINN: why the fuck would he bite you
FINN: i never came across this in my studies i have
FINN: literally no idea
SOFIA: -gurgles-
LITTLE: (w3r3 wolf )
FINN: werewolves aren't an actual
FINN: that can't be
FINN: ugh
FINN: are you feeling okay colt
COLT: I haven't felt ok in weeks! Everythin' is so loud and my head hurts and I can see forever and now I have these stupid ears.
FINN: it's okay it's going to be okay
FINN: if joel's being seen for the same thing they have to be working on a cure
LITTLE: -this sounds like premium werewolf talk though-
LITTLE: -petting his head a little-
LITTLE: 4w b4b
FINN: -he's trying not to freak out. he hates being faced with medical concerns he has no knowledge of-
COLT: -tail wags when he's pet. WAIT WHAT GODDAMMIT.-
COLT: Hhh. -GRABS his tail and... finds it deeply satisfying. for a second he relaxes.-
COLT: Y-yeah, he's... They're workin' on somethin'...
LITTLE: do3s 4nyon3 3ls3 know 4bout th1s ? ? ?
FINN: is there anything that helps with the pain at all that you've noticed
LITTLE: L3T M3 S3 YOUR T3TH
COLT: Uh... I guess regular pain killers help with the headaches... Sometimes I get naueous and I gotta take somethin' for that...
COLT: -looks up at little again and bares his FANGS??-
LITTLE: >:o
LITTLE: d4ng
FINN: oh fuck
LITTLE: 1 c4nt m4k3 fun of you for your l4m3 hum4n t3th 4nymor3
COLT: Ugh. -covers up his face.-
LITTLE: um
LITTLE: do you th1nk w3 should
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: t3l som3on3
FINN: tell who
FINN: i don't want him to be quarantined too
LITTLE: W3L UM
LITTLE: w3 could um
LITTLE: f1nd som3 b4ckdor p3ps
LITTLE: l1k3
LITTLE: 1 duno
LITTLE: um
LITTLE: w3 know som3 p3opl3 r1ght ? ? ?
FINN: i'm
FINN: a doctor
COLT: -peeks through fingers at them scrambling to come up with something.- ...
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: (4r3 you 4lso 4 v3t)
COLT: ... - :unamused: -
FINN: no but
FINN: i know about dogs
LITTLE: y3 um
LITTLE: ok m4yb3 y3s
LITTLE: do th4t
LITTLE: doctor th1ng you do
COLT: Umm...
COLT: -rubs at his eyes as he finally sits up.- No, I... I should probably go to the doctors on Skaia...
COLT: They already know that I'm... Not well... It's only a matter of time till somebody finds out.
COLT: I don't think they'll quarantine me... But they might. Study me.
COLT: They can't do that unless I say it's alright though... Can they?
FINN: -looks concerned- well they can
FINN: if they think of you as dangerous
LITTLE: y34 m4n th4ts th3 probl3m w1th p3opl3 who 4r3 1n CH4RG3 of stuf
COLT: :(
COLT: Maybe you're right...
FINN: -he looks worried- i can uh
FINN: i can try to see what they've found out maybe
FINN: and apply it to your case
FINN: and compare
FINN: if i can get access to joel's medical records
LITTLE: 1 b3t 1ts lock3d up t1ght tho >:I
FINN: most likely
COLT: ... Maybe my dads could help? I know they ain't crazy about everything they're doing to Joel... -none of this feels right, though. his ears droop.-
FINN: we could call them
LITTLE: ... you know th4td prob4bly work
COLT: Guess it's worth a shot...
FINN: want me to do it today
LITTLE: -a little frown-
LITTLE: 1ts up to you colt but
LITTLE: 1m not pl4y1nt 4round w1th no w3r3wolf m4g1c
COLT: -quiet for a moment while he thinks all this through.- Go ahead and call them... -puts his head in his hand, ears drooping again.-
LITTLE: ok
LITTLE: y3 god
LITTLE: um
LITTLE: th4nks
COLT: -nods, all weepy eyed again.-
SNARLS: -slumps against him and whines. don't be sad... we are both dogs and all is well.-
LITTLE: -she still wants to pet him is that weird-
FINN: -he's gonna go make the call really quick-
COLT: -PLEASE PET HIM-
LITTLE: -she's gonna pile on her husband and dog anyways-
FINN: -callin dads and feedin baby combob-
1 note
·
View note
Text
Keep reading
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
LITTLE: -She was... CERTAINLY a bit riled up by hearing the news over social media, and probably not staying off her feet like she's supposed to. That doesn't really matter, though. SHE REALLY IS WORRIED OKAY-
COLT: *by the time little's caught wind of what happened, colt's gotten settled in a hospital room. properly inspected and currently in the process of trying to make sure she knew he was here... everything is happening, and it's happening a lot, and he's only now regaining the clarity to make sense of it. sorry to little if she gets a barely coherent text, but the nurses helped escort her to the room,
COLT: anyway.*
LITTLE: -the nurses are being awfully patient, but that doesn't stop her from bursting in entirely.-
LITTLE: COLT HOLY FUCK
LITTLE: WH4T ! ! ! !
LITTLE: -FLOPS ON HIM ON THE BED-
LITTLE: WH4T ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
COLT: *HRK*
COLT: ... *looks at his comm, looks at her. that was fast-- wait no she was probably already on her way*
COLT: Uh... Hey.
LITTLE: YOU GOT H1T BY 4 C4R OR M4YB3 YOU H1T 4 TR3 1N 4 C4R 4ND
LITTLE: COLT
LITTLE: WH4T H4P3N3D
LITTLE: -SITS ON HIM AND SHAKES HIM A LITTLE-
LITTLE: -SHE'S KINDA CRYING-
COLT: Lil-- *SHAKEN* Hey... *rests his hands on her shoulders*
COLT: I'm ok.
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: 1 w4s
LITTLE: r34ly wor13d
LITTLE: wh3n 1 r34d th4t
LITTLE: 1t
LITTLE: 1 just
LITTLE: mhph
COLT: ... *curls his arms around her and pulls her in close*
COLT: It's alright now. I hit a tree and bumped my head, but it's not bad.
COLT: *up close, though, there is a peculiar scar on his neck and shoulder, partially obscured by the hospital gown.*
LITTLE: -She sniffs, pushing back a little and putting a palm right on that mark.-
LITTLE: th4t
LITTLE: 1 know you
LITTLE: th1s 1snt l1k3
LITTLE: norm4l tu3sd4y colt ok ! ! !
LITTLE: wh4t h4p3n3d ?
LITTLE: you w3r3 t4lk1ng to jo3l r1ght ?
COLT: *winces and looks away at the mention of joel.* I was comin' back from his house, yeah. We talked.
LITTLE: >:/
LITTLE: just
LITTLE: just th4t ?
COLT: I...
COLT: I'm havin' a hard time rememberin' what happened.
LITTLE: oh...
LITTLE: w3l
LITTLE: ok4y
LITTLE: 1 gu3s you D1D h1t your h34d
LITTLE: -She sighs and leans back in again.-
COLT: *buries his face against her hair, falling quiet. in reality, the images in his head are far too vivid. the problem is that he can't, and doesn't want to trust that they're real.*
COLT: *she smells nice though... casually snuffling at her hair. SNIFF SNIFF.*
LITTLE: -...-
LITTLE: uh
LITTLE: h4y
LITTLE: 1ts my r3gul4r sh4mpo >:T
COLT: Huh?
COLT: ...
COLT: *removes nose from hair*
LITTLE: wh4t do you m34n HUH
LITTLE: do 1 sm3l funy
COLT: No... You smell nice...
LITTLE: OK BUT YOU W3R3 R34LY SNUFL1NG
LITTLE: you dont norm4ly DO th4t
LITTLE: -puts a hand to his head-
COLT: Urgh... They said I'm fine but I can't help feelin' like my brain got really scrambled.
COLT: *flustered* ... I think I was growlin' at Finn earlier.
LITTLE: th4ts
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: 1 m34n 1 know h3s K1ND4 SQU1R3LY
COLT: *snort* It's still a weird reaction...
COLT: *knits brows, thinking about the mark on his shoulder.*
COLT: I... Um.
COLT: Finn said I had a bite wound too... But it started healin' on it's own.
LITTLE: >:I
LITTLE: -she leans towards the weird mark again and DOES HER OWN SNIFF ON IT-
LITTLE: just l1k3 th4t ? ? ?
LITTLE: c4us3 th1s 1s 4 sc4r 4lr34dy
COLT: Yeah... I don't really understand.
COLT: *pauses again* I remember bein' bit... I just don't remember what did it. Or... Well... *he trails off, afraid to admit what's on his mind.*
COLT: It doesn't make sense.
LITTLE: wh4t do you m34n ? ? ?
LITTLE: 1 m34n
LITTLE: th1s pl4c3 h4s b3n
LITTLE: fr34ky
LITTLE: you know ?
COLT: *knits his brows and he sighs, shoulder sagging.*
COLT: I can only remember Joel.
COLT: He jumped at me but-- But he wouldn't just do that. He wouldn't... *trails off again, because he knows how it sounds.*
LITTLE: >:I
LITTLE: H3 WOULDNT WH4T
COLT: He wouldn't hurt me like that.
LITTLE: ok w3l 1 r34ly hop3 your3 th1nk1ng 4bout how th1s loks
LITTLE: c4us3 1f h3 b1t you 1m4 b1t3 h1m
LITTLE: h1s WHOL3 BUS1N3S >:O
COLT: I know how it looks...
COLT: But I don't wanna complicate it further... If he... If he did, then somethin' wasn't right. Like you said... things have been strange lately.
LITTLE: th4ts SUP3R not r1ght though
LITTLE: th4ts l1k3
LITTLE: 1 f3l l1k3 b1t1ng h1m would prob4bly s3nd 4 m3s4g3
COLT: No... No more bitin'.
LITTLE: sh
LITTLE: hon3y
LITTLE: you bonk3d your nodl3
LITTLE: your3 not th1nk1n str41ght
COLT: *looks at her like little PLEASE.*
COLT: ... Has anyone heard from Joel?
COLT: Jace was here earlier... He didn't say nothin'. But I didn't think to ask.
LITTLE: 1 d1dnt 4sk >:T
LITTLE: h3 m1ght fl4g my 4count
LITTLE: you know l1k3 h3 do3s
COLT: *now he just looks sad... he doesn't have the energy to be angry about all that anymore.* I'm just worried... But I reckon he wouldn't wanna hear from me anyway.
-- prowlingHalfstep [PH] is now an idle chum! --
LITTLE: hf
LITTLE: w3l th4ts f1n3 w1th m3
LITTLE: 1m just
LITTLE: gl4d your3 ok
COLT: *leans into her again. if he had puppy ears, they'd be drooping. haha, can you even imagine...*
COLT: I'm sorry for worryin' you.
LITTLE: w3l god
LITTLE: dont g3t hurt 4g41n 3v3r ok >:p
COLT: Ok. *manages a little smile* I'm usually pretty good at avoidin' it.
COLT: ... Hey. *squints* Did you come here without your wheelchair?
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: 1 um
LITTLE: w4s R34L conc3rn3d ok13
COLT: *rumbles... which isn't unusual for him, but it does sound a little more growly than usual.*
COLT: I guess I can't fault you for wantin' to hurry. But we're wheelin' you outta here when we leave.
COLT: They want me to stay the night... To make sure I don't fall asleep, on account of the bumped head and all.
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: w3l
LITTLE: 1 c4n k3p 4n 3y3 on you
LITTLE: just 1n c4s3 >:o
COLT: ... *nuzzles at her and squeezes his arms around her middle.* Ok. Thank you.
LITTLE: -She squeezes him right back, nuzzling against him... and petting his head a lil-
COLT: *the head pets make him feel like a good boy... and okay he catches onto how weird that is almost immediately. he's just going to repress this and focus on enjoying the fact that his wife is here to keep him company in this depressing place.*
LITTLE: -THAT IS PROBABLY FOR THE BEST-
1 note
·
View note
Text
COLT: *this has reached a whole new level of petty and therefore unacceptable. he knows joel won't talk to him through text or call, so there's only one way to handle this... he's showing up at joel's door without letting anyone knowing that's where he went, knocking impatiently.*
JOEL: *He doesn't have to answer the door either. Joel is locked in his room, pretty much hiding from Rammie more than Colt. But he hears the knocking and sticks his head out of the window. Actually, physically climbing out onto the roof. The surrounding of Joel and Rammie's house is mostly greenhouse and with the humidity at an all time high, the windows are open. Bringing on a generous breeze.* Hey.
JOEL: Nobodys home dipstick.
COLT: *colt squinting (TM) as he looks around, before he steps back and traces to sound of joel's voice to the roof. * We need to talk.
JOEL: Whys that. *Doesn't move. If anything that would be convenient for Colt.*
COLT: Because this is gettin' out of hand.
JOEL: No shit it is. But hey.
JOEL: At least youre telling me this stuff to my face. And not lettin folks interfere for once.
COLT: *looks around. he can get up to the roof too... watch him. he just needs to get a good start... he's got enough adrenaline going he can pull a dumbass strider move and flash step off of a tree to launch him up onto the roof. naturally, he stumbles, but he manages to land looking moderately cool.*
COLT: I don't "let" people interfere... They can make the choice for themselves if they wanna get involved or not. *looms over him*
COLT: Can't really blame them... I know we're bein' obnoxious.
JOEL: Youre being fucking obnoxious. Im just responding. *squares himself up against Colt. Glaring.*
COLT: How? What am I doin'? *MAKES HIMSELF BIG. and he's only gotten much much bigger over the years.*
JOEL: Youre just??? *gestures wildly* Rubbing it in my face by now! FUCK.
JOEL: Yeah I KNOW you have nice happy family. I fucking KNOW you three are saints and aint never done anything wrong in your lives.
JOEL: Im just a little bit fed up with your perfect life achievements and MAYBE. Think you deserve to fuck off.
COLT: *he just... looks so tired.* When the hell did any of us claim to be perfect?
COLT: I'm sorry that I'm not completely goddamn miserable anymore. But just because I'm happy most of the time, that don't mean I can't mess up ever. I know I do. Just because I wanna live my life too instead of lettin' my short comings drag me down to that dark place again-- *shakes his head*
COLT: Joel.
COLT: I know that I hurt you.
COLT: I know you're perfectly entitled to hatin' me if you want to. But I don't... I don't understand why. Why wouldn't you wanna work somethin' out?
COLT: Why don't you just talk to me?
JOEL: *Where Colt looks tired, Joel continues to fume. Practically snarling.* Why wouldnt I?? When the shit have you acted like you deserve for me to forgive you. You dont.
JOEL: You went and cherry picked who you still wanted around and now you gotta fucking deal with it. Deal with *me* because unlike EVERYBODY FUCKING ELSE. They left you when the going got too tough.
JOEL: I would never.
JOEL: EVER.
JOEL: Have let you feel like you left me. I wouldnt have let ANYBODY put me in that position. Not Mithun not Zuserk not Rammie. But you left me to shit. Thats what you DID Colt.
COLT: *he fists clench and it feels hard to breathe with the thickness in the air. naturally, his eyes start to water with frustrated tears as he steadily boiling blood causes him to snap back.* I've always wanted you around! I never stopped wantin' you around!! I've been tryin' to include you in my life, but you decided for me whether or not I should. You act like I abandoned you...
COLT: But you never let me make any mistakes! Don't pretend like "loyalty" trumps everythin' else. You think bein' stoicly present despite all odds is the same as havin' a fuckin' relationship with somebody. Well, it's NOT. You shut me out long before Little and Finn went away back on Avalon.
COLT: I had a crisis back on GG's island... And then when I married Little I made a choice. And instead of talkin' me through it like they do when the goin' *actually* gets tough, you abandoned ME. You damned ME for being a FUCKIN' person.
COLT: I've never judged you in my life, Joel! I've loved you and supported you and I tried to take some of that weight you're always carryin' around but you never let me! You never let anybody but-- Goddammit, if it had been anyone why couldn't it have been me?
JOEL: Because I TRUSTED YOU. And you threw me under the fucking BUS. FUCK. *throws his arms up, having had enough of this thickness in the air. The hard of breathing and his own echoing hurt. Joel preforms a perfect backflip off the roof and lands in the gravel below. He starts to stomp for the yard.*
COLT: Don't you-- Come back here! *GREAT. he is NOT /that/ nimble... he has to clunkily descend by climbing down if he hopes to catch up to joel.*
COLT: I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU.
JOEL: *Nope. They're taking this shit outside. And it's true the air had gotten thicker. Joel had to blame it on the overgrowth and the ever changing weather. He breaks a sweat as he storms the whole way to the yard.*
JOEL: You broke my trust ONCE COLT. Why the FUCK would I wait around and wait for you to break it again???
COLT: *FOLLOWS when he finally gets to the ground.* Is that how it works now? You disown your family on account of one mistake?
COLT: Don't pretend like this is about trust! You're just fishin' for excuses to keep people out.
JOEL: So what??????? I will be-- UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *looks about ready to tear his hair out. The tears crawling straight out of his eyes as terror grips him.* I WILL BE FUCKING DAMNED IF YOU LEAVE ME TO BELIEVE THIS IS MY FAULT.
COLT: I DON'T think it's your fault! That's not what I'm tryin' to say...!
COLT: It ain't a matter of FAULT.
COLT: I know... I know you're just scared and hurtin' but I... I can't keep followin' at your heels tryin' to break down your walls. Dammit-- *runs a hand over his face and through his hair watching joel come apart like that, his own tears springing anew.*
COLT: I still have a life of my own... That don't mean I don't want you a part of it. I just... I don't know how to reach you. If you still want me in your life, you gotta meet me halfway sometimes. I can't read your mind, I can't--
COLT: I never wanted things to escalate like this. I just don't know what to do, Joel. Please... Let me fix this. Let me make up for it. Anything.
COLT: I'm beggin' you. *his voice cracks with desperation, feeling like he's officially at the end of his rope here. he doesn't want to lose his brother, but he feels so powerless. the atmosphere is suffocatingly tense... did it get darker out, too? even with a breeze picking up, a blanket of dread is snuffing out any hope for relief.*
JOEL: *His instincts are screaming for him to run. He hears what Colt said but it's the very opposite of what his mind is twisting the truth around to be. He says it's not a matter of fault but how the fuck did he know that? It might as well be and in this exact moment as the night seems to close in around Joel, every doubt and icy fear is surging up at him all at once. Choking him where he stood as Joe
JOEL: l practically fought for breath. It was happening again. These last three years were empty, void of any meaning and it was ALL HIS FAULT.*
JOEL: *And just like that, the ringing in his ears turn into snarls. The sounds seem to come from the woods, inside, all around. Joel feels his vision swim as he breathes too much of this thick, humidified air. It's a whim when he wills the choked feeling in his lungs to CHARGE with something. Something, anything, that will break this barrier around himself. His life.*
JOEL: *It's an act of the very same violence Joel was holding to himself when he turns on Colt. Lunging by some force of will that wasn't entirely his own. With great protruding fangs that seek to tear into any bit of Colt's flesh this fever-crazed Joel could reach, neither of them will even have time to notice the green colored taint of the mist around them.*
COLT: *there's no time to notice anything, or react. not that he would even think to. he knew joel could be violent and impulsive, but nothing could prepare him for the absolutely primal look in joel's eyes as he comes crashing over colt, knocking him to the ground with a powerful thud.*
COLT: *the sudden shock reverberating through his whole body, however, is dwarfed in comparison to the sharp, ripping pain where his neck meets his shoulder, only barely missing a very crucial vein. for a moment, all thoughts and instincts surrender to the feeling and he can only scream out in agony.*
COLT: *and then it gives way to something else, as if the pain is fueling him; it's not quite like an adrenaline rush, if anything, he has more clarity to deliberately grasp at joel's face and shoulder with digging nails... claws? to wrench him off, in spite of the way it hurts.*
JOEL: *The taste of blood has him pulling away faster than anything. Colt's terrified scream and the force it takes for him to shove him off has him recoiling. Joel's whole world is spiralling fast, his senses pressing down on him all at once. The sight, scents, sounds, tastes...*
JOEL: *He barrel rolls through the dirt, eyes blown by some feverish high as he springs to his feet just as quickly. His thoughts are too incoherent for him to try to make sense of his own survival instinct. But it's enough. In an instant, Joel is flashstepping off. Bolting for the woods in a hard run. Gone.*
COLT: *joel's gone, and colt is sitting to catch his breath and clutching at the wound in his shoulder, the hot flow of blood seeping past the gaps in his fingers. it'd be stupid to try to drive himself to the hospital, but he's doing that anyway. nothing is clear right now. and as far as he can tell in this rush of confusion, none of this even happened. it couldn't have.*
1 note
·
View note
Text
FINN: -sofia cries the second she's awake from her nap, and in his attempt to get to the room, he hits his shin on a side table- FUCK
COLT: *it's a good thing colt is here. he was already near her room, emerging from his own, so he takes it upon himself to scoop her. but raises a brow when he hears finn cursing in the other room. PEEPS out from the hall at him.* ... You alright in here?
FINN: -mumbles to himself in frustration and rubs his own shin- yeah i just
FINN: ran into this table
FINN: because that's the kind of thing i do
FINN: -meanwhile sofia is whining in colt's arms. infant crying. the fun kind-
COLT: *smiles sympathetically and approaches with the noisy bundle.* Now you don't gotta do any runnin'. I got her for you.
FINN: -he takes a deep breath and holds his arms out so he can take her- thanks
FINN: you were faster than i would have gotten her anyway
COLT: Aw... I was just in the hall when she started cryin'. *carefully passes her over.*
FINN: -bounces her a little and heads back into the hallway again while talking to him- good timing
FINN: i was thinking that maybe she summoned you
COLT: Maybe she did and I didn't realize it...
COLT: Stranger things have happened.
FINN: -laughs at that and shooshes sofia- give me a sec -he has to change her but he's basically a pro at it by now. in no time, she's changed and dressed and back in his arms again and there's a lot less crying when he comes back out-
COLT: There you go, Sofia... It'll all be better soon. *coos at her when they return. he loves this baby, help him.*
FINN: -sofia looks at colt like everything she loves is melting. but she does start to calm down- imagine if the only way you could communicate was by crying
FINN: -wait-
COLT: *squints about it* Hm.
COLT: Nah... I can't imagine that at all. :P
FINN: -grins about that and sits down- oh wait
FINN: can you get and heat up her bottle for me
COLT: Sure thing. *and he goes to do just that. a moment later, he's back at their side, offering over the bottle.*
FINN: -takes it from him and gets in position to feed her. she's definitely hungry- did you hear her last night
COLT: Oh... Yeah. *waves a hand about it though. no big deal if he's woken up by a baby.*
FINN: she finally stopped when i got her and sat on the couch and then we both fell asleep
COLT: *snrk* That's adorable...
FINN: she definitely is
COLT: You two are adorable together, too.
FINN: -he smiles at that- thanks
FINN: never thought i'd actually
FINN: make it to taking care of a kid
COLT: *smiles too* I'm proud of you, Finn.
FINN: thanks -he pauses a little- i might have uh
FINN: tried talking to joel last night
COLT: *frowns and glances off at the mention of joel* Oh?
FINN: -he shakes his head- it went just as awful as you'd expect it to
FINN: i wanted answers and he gave them to me in the way that he does
FINN: he thinks i have sofia for self gratification
COLT: *frowns deeper until he's scowling* He thinks he knows everythin' about everyone.
FINN: yeah i know he just
FINN: he tells me why he hates me but at the same time i still
FINN: don't understand
COLT: *winces hearing that. he wonders how much longer till joel's saying the same thing to him.*
COLT: I don't either.
COLT: I thought maybe I understood how he worked. I thought... It was just somethin' I knew naturally. But I don't know anymore.
COLT: If I did I don't think... Things would be the way they are. *sniffs*
FINN: colt no -he frowns at his best friend- you know he's being stupid about it right like
FINN: you still know him he's just choosing to be stupid over being himself
FINN: probably
COLT: I just can't be certain. *scrubs at his eyes. the biggest cry baby in the room.*
FINN: well
FINN: i'll be certain for you
COLT: *looks at him, glossy eyed and still unsure, but he manages a small smile of appreciation.* ... Alright.
FINN: -he smiles at him. even though finn's talk with joel didn't make him feel great, he needed to be supportive of colt rekindling the close relationship with his twin.-
FINN: -sofia then doesn't want to eat anymore and fusses in protest so it's time for the burping routine-
FINN: okay okay calm down
COLT: *uses this opportunity to turn away again to rub at his face, trying to get the tears to go away. he's so tired of crying over this...*
FINN: -leans his shoulder against colt...at least the one sofia isn't using to spit up on-
COLT: *leans back, a little heavily... and then he slumps with a big sigh, resting against him like another baby.*
FINN: -what is he going to do with all these babies- i've been thinking about taking her out somewhere
FINN: i don't know where just
FINN: anywhere that's not here
FINN: i don't want her to feel cooped up you know but i also don't want her to get sick
COLT: Yeah... It'd be a good idea to socialize her and get her some sun.
COLT: A trip to Skaia might be good. It's mild there... And plenty to do. Plenty of friends and family.
FINN: -he nods and sofia finally burps. he wipes her face- yeah
FINN: i think i'm nervous about it
COLT: I can go with you if you'd like...
COLT: Maybe we can take her to see my dads. They'd love to meet her.
FINN: can you -he's all about this. sofia gurgles- that would be good place to take her
COLT: *nods* Yeah... It's no problem at all.
COLT: Let's do that soon.
FINN: they're kind of the perfect first visit
COLT: *smiles wide* I agree.
COLT: Hey... Do you need anythin' else? I think I'm gonna hit the hay.
FINN: no i'm good -he smiles over at colt- get some rest and hopefully she'll be good tonight
COLT: Alrighty. *brushes fingers at sofia's hair.* You sleep tight, Sofie.
COLT: *rises to his feet and lumbers on up to his bedroom.*
1 note
·
View note
Text
-- tacentRiant [TR] began trolling taciteanEremite [TE] at 01:51 --
TR: { uhm... } (｡•́︿•̀｡)
TR: { hellö. cölt. } (๑•́ω•̀๑)
TR: { i was. just. wanting tö say. }
TR: { hellö! } ✧٩(｡•ω•｡)و
TR: { tö. yöu. } (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)
TR: { and wönder. ask. höw yöu are. } (。「´-ω・)ﾝ？
TE: Oh, howdy Citlai. It's been a while.
TE: I can't complain...
TE: Just cruisin' through space at the moment. Little got herself a job transportin' freight and I decided to tag along.
TR: { ...eeh hee.. } (●´艸‵)
TR: { höwdy. höwdy. } ✧⁺(●′▾‵●)
TR: { it is. fun. } (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)
TR: { a happy..! } ( ´͈ ᗨ ´ )
TR: { hee... } (●´ω｀●)
TR: { but. that is. söunding. like a gööd time? } (・ω・。)
TR: { i think that. it is strange. a little. } (˘･ᴗ･˘)
TR: { höw everyöne isn't. uhm. all in öne place. anymöre. } ( •᷄ὤ•᷅);
TR: { but i am. glad. that. } (｡•ω•｡)
TR: { yöu and little. are tögether. because. being alöne. }
TR: { in space. wöuldn't be very gööd. } ( •᷄-•᷅ )
TR: { ör safe. } (´°ω°`);(edited)
TE: Yeah... I admit, I wasn't too keen on the idea of her traveling all by her lonesome.
TE: Hence me taggin' along...
TE: But it's been fun for the most part.
TR: { yes. i can. understand. that. } ( •᷄-•᷅ )
TR: { very much. } (・-・。)
TR: { ah. but. uhm. } (ó﹏ò｡)
TR: { what. is the fun? things? } (˘･ᴗ･˘)
TR: { there are. nö. space mönsters? } (☉ω☉);
TE: Heh... Not that I've seen.
TE: We did run into a couple thugs Little used to know, though... :/
TE: They were harmless enough... But seein' them upset her.
TR: { thugs..? } (☉-☉);
TR: { why wöuld. she be. that. in knöwing öf them? } (๑•̆ -•̆);
TR: { is she. ök? } ( •᷄︿•᷅ )
TE: She's alright... They just remind her of that time when she uh... Left for a while. You remember that?
TE: They were kinda scummy to her, from what I've gathered...
TR: { yes. i. remember it. still. } ( •᷄-•᷅ )
TR: { it was. a bad time. för her. i think. } (ó_ò｡)
TR: { i höpe that. this. with yöu. in space. } (｡•́︿•̀｡)
TR: { will be. nöt. that. } (๑•́ω•̀๑)
TR: { and that. the scummies. were töld. } ( ò ‸ ó)و
TR: { ör. at least. wön't happen. anymöre. } (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)
TE: Yeah... We ditched 'em real quick, so I don't think they'll be much of a problem in the future.
TE: Oh, uh... 'Cept I was supposed to be talkin' about what's been fun...
TE: Guess I just like the solitude we've got in her lil ship. You know... Travelin' alone together... It's nice.
TR: { öh. that's. ökay. } (´°ω°`);
TR: { i like. hearing aböut. all things. } (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)
TR: { but. uh. nö i. } (˘･ᴗ･˘);;
TR: { wöuldn't knöw. a löt. aböut that. uhm. } (・-・。)
TR: { but. i guess. it. cöuld be. } ( •᷄ὤ•᷅);
TR: { maybe. } ( •᷄-•᷅);;
TR: { but. i think. that. persönally. i'd. }
TR: { miss peöple. töö much. } (◞‸◟；)
TE: Yeah, I suppose it ain't for everyone...
TE: Me and Little like havin' the freedom to get up and go, though. We like to go places and see things...
TE: I do get lonely a lot despite all that, so... I'm glad I got someone like her to enjoy it with.
TR: { yes. that is. gööd. } (˘･ᴗ･˘)
TR: { i am sure. that. öther peöple have. already said. }
TR: { but. yöu can always. cöme visit. } (๑•́ω•̀๑)
TR: { when it is. lönely. } (｡•́︿•̀｡)
TE: That's mighty kind of you to offer.
TE: Where have you been stayin' these days, anyhow?
TR: { eeh hee... the döör. is. always. öpen! } ✧⁺(●′▾‵●)
TR: { and. i. have been. } (๑•́ω•̀๑)
TR: { ör am. } (｡•́︿•̀｡)
TR: { since that is. what i am. currently döing. } (●´ω｀●)ゞ
TR: { staying at. chanda's palace. uhm. tempörarily. } (・ω・。)
TR: { since. she had space. för me. and. }
TR: { öur bröther. } (☉ω☉);
TE: Aw... That's nice that you can be with your family like that.
TR: { yes! } ✧⁺(●′▾‵●)
TR: { i think. that. as well. } (´,,•ω•,,)
TR: { but. it wöuld... uhm. } (・-・。) TR: { well. better. if. } (˘･ᴗ･˘)
TR: { everyöne. cöuld. be at the same place. } ( •᷄-•᷅)
TR: { my family. }
TR: { för önce. } (. ‸ . )
TR: { but. eeh heh... } (●´ω｀●);;;;
TR: { this is. ökay. as well. } (.◜ω◝.)
TE: Oh, yeah...
TE: Yours is all spread out, huh? I ain't too used to that myself.
TE: Guess that's the direction we're headed in now, though...
1 note
·
View note
Text
-- impenetrableVitality [IV] started pestering taciteanEremite [TE] --
IV: hi
TE: Oh. Hey, Finn.
IV: i've been typing and retyping things but i don't want to do that anymore i justIV: i'm really sorry colt
IV: for everything
IV: for how i reacted to the most important moment of your life
IV: for leaving to do this without telling youIV: it's not worth it
IV: i should have been supporting you because you were happy even if i wasn't involved
IV: i'm really fucking sorry
TE: Oh...
TE: I'm... Not real sure what to say.
TE: I appreciate it, though.
TE: Between how you and Joel both responded, I... didn't much know what to do with myself. It's been hard.
IV: i can't even imagine
IV: and i'm ashamed that i had any part in that IV: you had no one to celebrate with and that wasn't fair
IV: it's a really cool thing
TE: Well... Plenty of folks did support me. So there's that.
TE: It just hurt knowin' two of the most important people in my life felt so wronged by it that they started excludin' me from everythin' they're gettin' up to.
TE: It really didn't seem fair...
IV: it wasn't fair
IV: it was the worst thing i ever could have done
TE: It might take some time for me to feel alright about it...
TE: But I've really been missin' you. I don't wanna be at odds anymore.
IV: i don't blame you
IV: i miss you too
IV: all the time
TE: :(
TE: Is everythin' alright? Wherever you're at now?
IV: yeah
IV: it's different IV: kind of lonely i guess IV: a lot of people that need help IV: a lot
TE: You're doin' really important things there, Finn.
IV: yeah
IV: i just
IV: you know i spend 21 years of my life worrying about healthy people
IV: when all along the people who need help are down here
TE: So... You feel good about bein' there? Like it's somethin' you really want to do?
IV: yeah i was kind of
IV: freaked out at first but
IV: i feel like what i'm doing finally matters
IV: doing things actually for other people instead of for shutting up intrusive thoughts
TE: I'm really glad to hear that... :)
IV: so uh
IV: how's being married
TE: Gosh... TE: I love it. I can't even begin to describe how it feels.
TE: Like... I guess it's not so much that it feels different? It's just...
TE: Wonderful knowin' that we've committed to always bein' like this.
IV: that sounds so great colt
IV: i'm really happy it's working out so well
TE: Thank you... :)
IV: maybe when i get back we can do an unbachelor party or something
TE: Oh, geez... Maybe.
IV: but more your style IV: so none of the crazy partying part
IV: but maybe go camping
IV: and smoke
IV: maybe
TE: ... Well, I do like the sound of that.
IV: remember i know you
TE: Heh... Yeah, you sure do.
IV: some things don't change
TE: When will you be home again?
IV: uh
IV: a few months probably i'm not sure
TE: Aw... Well, plenty of time to plan on gettin' together, then.
TE: You just stay safe out there.
IV: i'll be fine
IV: it's the sick and hurt people worth worrying about
TE: Forgive me if I worry about ya anyway. :P
IV: i guess i will have to let you haha
IV: i'm going to make sure you here from me at least once a week
IV: at least
TE: That's more like it.
TE: I missed hearin' from you all the time...
IV: same
IV: i'm never going to do anything like that to you ever again IV: i promise
TE: I'm really glad.
TE: It's gettin' kinda late here on Odimist, though... I'm gonna have to call it a night.
IV: sounds reasonable
IV: get some sleep
TE: Alright... You take care of yourself too, Finn.
-- taciteanEremite [TE] ceased pestering impenatrableVitality [IV] --
1 note
·
View note
Text
LITTLE: -Shes up at the PILOT SEAT right now. The course is pretty clear but she'd rather not leave it all to the autopilot... maybe she's just not completely comfortable with letting it go for too long or without her supervision anymore. The ship is kinda cramped, and she took some of their extra room to fill up with EVEN MORE SUPPLIES so they can get a much bigger delivery done, but that leaves them with a little bit of a squeeze. She's nursing an energy drink as she watches SPACE PARTICLES go by at zooming speeds.-
COLT: -navigates through all this STUFF to get to the cock pit. he pauses in the doorway for a second before clearing his throat.-
COLT: Hey there. You've been at this for a while...
LITTLE: w3l w3r3 4LMOST h4lfw4y
LITTLE: w3r3 go1n !
LITTLE: 4lso no on3s tr13d to shot us y3t >:p
COLT: ... Is that an immediate concern? -leans over her shoulder-
LITTLE: do YOU l1k3 g3t1ng shot 4t sm4rt guy ? ? ?
COLT: Not particularly...
COLT: But I think we'd be alright even if you rested for a lil while.
LITTLE: -She pushes the controls forward and climbs up onto the chair, leaning over the back to sniff at him.- s4ys th3 sw1s ch3s3 m4n ONC3 h3 g3ts shot f1fty t1m3s
COLT: ... -holds her face- We ain't gonna get shot.
LITTLE: BY M3T3OR G4NGS
COLT: -squishes her cheeks- Nah...
LITTLE: BY TH3 4CTU4L M3T3ORS
COLT: ... The meteors are gonna shoot us.
LITTLE: Y3S
LITTLE: dont you know how sp4c3 works >:o
COLT: Gosh... Guess I don't know as much as I thought I did...
COLT: Or maybe you're bein' a lil paranoid?
LITTLE: 1 4m not !
LITTLE: 1m just c4r3ful !
LITTLE: L1K3 4LW4YSLITTLE: 1m b31ng r3spons1bl3 4bout
LITTLE: br1g4nds 4nd stuf
COLT: Mrgg...
COLT: Reckon there ain't nothin' wrong with that. -kisses her forehead- But if you're gonna be cautious, then maybe we should make a pit stop or two?
LITTLE: -SIGHS A LITTLE- w3l l l
LITTLE: 1 could prob4bly pul ov3r
LITTLE: for 4 L1L wh1l3
COLT: -smiles- Alright. Good.
LITTLE: your3 not g3t1ng 4l cop3d up 4r3 you >:?
LITTLE: 1 m34n th1s 41nt my f1rst rod3o but youv3 only b3n on th3 B1G sh1ps
COLT: Nah... It doesn't really bother me.
COLT: -pets her hair a little before drawing away-I just wanna make sure you get some rest.
LITTLE: -She grumbles as she starts to climb off the chair and grab onto him.- w1l you just LITTLE: m4k3 sur3 th3 4utop1lot st4ys on tr4ck th3n
LITTLE: 1 m34n just 1N c4s3
COLT: -strokes her hair more while she's in his proximity again to comfort her- Of course I will.
LITTLE: ok13
LITTLE: 1ts my f1rst t1m3 fly1ng s1nc3 LITTLE: you know
COLT: I know...
COLT: But you got me as your co-pilot this time. I'll look out for you. -leans down to smooch her head again-
LITTLE: -coos a little as she lays against him- 1f w3 d1dnt h4v3 work 1d br1ng you to on3 of the r34ly pr3ty pl4n3ts
LITTLE: d3w 4nd gl4s 4nd qu4rtz 4nd m3lody
LITTLE: 1ts CR4ZY how th1s stuf 3x1sts
COLT: -hums- Maybe on the way back home we can stop someplace nice for a day...
LITTLE: ok13
LITTLE: but 1ts gon4 b3 4 surpr1s3 >:o
COLT: That's the kinda surprise I don't mind. -smiles, then gives her back a pat- Now get some rest, darlin'.
LITTLE: ok4 4 4y
LITTLE: 1f you s3 on3 of thos3 sp4c3 d1n3rs pul ov3r
COLT: I'll be sure to. -also because he's into the whole diner aesthetic. honestly he digs this whole space trucking thing...-
COLT: -tilts her head up to give her one more kiss, this time on the lips-
--------
It's one of those ports that the old ship would never really get the chance to stop at because the old ship is roughly the same size as this port-- built into an asteroid like all good shady truck stops in the middle of the milky way, with a few artificial gravity probes and force fields to keep an atmosphere POSSIBLE. When they land it's probably close to three in the morning by their time, but it's a decent enough place to eat while the ship refills it's solar batteries.-
LITTLE: -YAWNS as she plods down the ship's ramp, sniffing the air and glancing around. Some glowing neon signs advertise a burger joint, but there is a space Dunkin' donuts (meaning they're probably in the Space Northeast) and a watering hole with some vague, shady, vaguely shady types drinking.-
LITTLE: H4Y
LITTLE: W3R3 H3R3
LITTLE: -KNOCKS HER STICK ON THE SIDE OF THE SHIP-
COLT: -he's dozing by that point, jostled awake suddenly by the thunk of wood to metal. gathering himself up, he ambles to meet her outside, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.-
COLT: -then he glances around- Gosh... Ain't seen many ports like this before. -it's so back water... he loves it-
LITTLE: h3 h3 h3 LITTLE: th3r3s l1k3 4 M1L1ON
LITTLE: -There's a very small atrium. A kiosk selling communicator cases and sunglasses, a closed candy desk with one of those sliding cages on it... little things like that, mainly.-
LITTLE: -Grabs his arm and leans all up ons, no less.- w3 should buy som3 cr4p >:o
COLT: Yeah. Ok. -walking past the kiosk, he instinctively reaches for sunglasses...-
COLT: -picks up a big red pair and places them carefully on her face.-
LITTLE: -SQUINTS-
LITTLE: 1 LOK L1K3 MY MOM
LITTLE: >80
LITTLE: -She grabs a com case that appears to be decorated with lisa Frank style horses in a sparkly valley.- so YOU got4 g3t th1s on3 now 1f your3 gon4 b3 m4k1ng m3 lok l1k3 4 hundr3d y34r old l4dy
COLT: That's just fine.
COLT: I like it. It ain't exactly my aesthetic but close enough. :P
LITTLE: 1TS PR4NC1NG PON13S SO
LITTLE: -She is gonna dig some more through what they've got. She enjoys stickers and decals in particular, grabbing up a BUNCH of those. As she busily does this, a pair of trolls wander out of the bar nearby-- a couple of scarred-up Seadwellers, one male and one female. One has a very prominent gun holster at his hip. They seem to be muttering something to each other, half drunk, as one points in the vague direction of the kiosk.-
COLT: -while he's content to watch little peruse, he's always been wary of his surroundings... so of course he picks up on the seadwellers staring in their general direction. he isn't one to jump to conclusions but he also can't help his natural inclination to stare back at people judgmentally. after eyeballing the pair for a second, he turns his attention back towards little, putting his arm around her shoulders.-
LITTLE: -She peeks in that direction too... And there is certainly a change in her direction. The second his arm is around her shoulder she is tugging at him.-
LITTLE: H3Y YOU KNOW WH4T 1 4M
LITTLE: HUNGRY
LITTLE: 1 N3D TO BURG
LITTLE: LETS BURG
COLT: Alright. -he won't question it... but he might squint once more in their direction before shuffling with her to the burger place.-
[ They DO look suspicious... And little is definitely nervous. ]
LITTLE: -But she drags him PRETTY Hard and Plops into a seat, lifting a menu and practically burying her face in it, as though to hide.-
COLT: -doof. he nestles into his own seat, and now that they at least have some distance from the others, he peers over at her with concern.- Is everythin' ok...?
LITTLE: M4YB3
LITTLE: WHO W4NTS TO KNOW
COLT: ... Please.
COLT: Quit hollerin' and tell me what you're all worked up about...
COLT: Do you know those two out there? -frowns, glancing in that direction-
LITTLE: -sweats as they peek in the window...- 1 h1r3d 3m
LITTLE: th3yr3 k1nd4 dr1ft3rs
LITTLE: >:x
LITTLE: 4 wh1l3 4go 1 m34n to h3lp m3 h4ul cr4p
LITTLE: 1 m4y h4v3 d1tch3d th3m wh3n th3y st4rt3d g3t1ng cr3py
COLT: -so they ARE the creepy trolls she had been traveling with... he squints MORE.- Mmmg... -rumbles-
COLT: Well they better drift on outta here.
LITTLE: OK w41t 1 h4v3 4n 1d34
LITTLE: ord3r two hot bl4ck cof3s ok
COLT: -now he's eyeing her curiously- Alright... -he does it without any further question, when their waiter comes back around soon after-
LITTLE: -sniffs the coffee as it arrives...-
LITTLE: ok13 so wh4t w3 do 1s w3 t4k3 th1s 4nd th3n w3 throw 1t 4t th31r dumb f4c3s
LITTLE: th4ts th3 pl4n >:o
COLT: -LOOKS INTO THE CAMERA- I mighta known.
COLT: -and yet... he doesn't seem to be objecting... the look on his face is one of deep consideration-
LITTLE: -WOW HES REALLY CONSIDERING IT- 1 w4s 4lso th1nk1ng th4t w3 dr1nk th3 cof3s 4nd cl1mb out th3 b4throm w1ndow
COLT: ... That's probably smarter. -he almost had a lapse in judgement there... almost-
LITTLE: 4nd TH3N w3 g3t n3w cof3s to throw 1n th31r f4c3s 1f th3yr3 h4ng1ng to clos3 to th3 sh1p >:o >:o >:o
COLT: That sounds reasonable.
COLT: ... But only under these circumstances. I think I oughta emphasis that...
LITTLE: - LEANS TOWARDS HIM- th4t ? ? ?
COLT: That... you shouldn't make a habit of throwing coffee on people. :P
LITTLE: HORS3 4PL3SLITTLE: 3V3RYTH1NG 1S 4 W34PON
LITTLE: 3SP3C14LY hot 4c1ds
LITTLE: wh1ch cof3 1snt but st1l
LITTLE: ...4r3 th3y st1l w4tch1ng? ? ?-they do not appear to be, but little regardless isn't looking-
COLT: They don't seem to be. -keeps an eye on them anyway while giving her shoulder a comforting rub-
COLT: We can probably sneak past 'em... But do you wanna grab some food before we skedaddle?
LITTLE: mph h h 1 gu3s
LITTLE: but m4k3 1t to go
LITTLE: w3l 34t 1n th3 sh1p. . . -The two of them appear to have wandered off, for now.-
COLT: Alrighty. -hrms when he sees they've disappeared. they better stay disappeared... I tell you hwhat.-
COLT: -once their food is ordered and boxed up for them, colt takes it upon himself to escort them out of the burger place, sticking close and squared up protectively. it's not like he actually wants to fight anybody, but the last thing he wants is for little to feel unsafe.-
LITTLE: -They make their way out a bit-- and the two of them are arguing, as usual, out in front of their ship.- >:T
LITTLE: (ok13 just run ov3r 4nd shov3 3m ov3r 4nd w3l t4k3 of l1k3 R1GHT NOW)
COLT: (I don't wanna instigate nothin'... But if they try to come at us, that's a different story...)
COLT: -he's staring entirely too much even as he starts to guide them back to their ship. looking like this: >:B very threatening.-
THE DEUCE: -TURN AROUND SUDDENLY-
LITTLE: >:T -they are approaching-
LITTLE: -right up to the ramp..-
THE DEUCE: I KNEW IT WAS YOU!
LITTLE: !
LITTLE: -she just. RUNS AHEAD AND SHOVES. The two of them stumble over each other as she scampers up the ship.-
LITTLE: SUCK 4 D1CK DUMB SH1TS ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
LITTLE: COM3 ON!
COLT: -oh geez... there she goes. she's spooked. he scrambles after, but not without POINTING at the two trolls.- You best keep away if you know what's good for ya.
COLT: -AND THEN HE ALSO SCAMPERS.-
LITTLE: -ALREADY IN THE SEAT TAKING OFF... they only charged about HALFWAY but she's not looking back to see their reactions.-
LITTLE: >:T
LITTLE: W3L GOD
COLT: -wobbles into the cockpit while they take off, leaning over her seat.- Oof--
COLT: ... We sure showed them.
LITTLE: . . .
LITTLE: wh4t k1nd4 burg3 d1d you gr4b
COLT: -produces the burg and hands it to her- Barbecue bacon cheeseburger.
LITTLE: >:o -SHE CONSUME-
COLT: -right out of his hand I hope-
LITTLE: -DONT LOSE ANY FINGERS COLT-
COLT: -it's a miracle he hasn't already...-
COLT: -once she's got her meal in her clutches, he settles in to sit and eat as well. he's quiet for a good long moment, trying to vocalize his concerns.-
COLT: Hey, Lil-- Ah... You don't think... they'd follow us?
LITTLE: pf 1 duno
LITTLE: th3y d1dnt h4v3 th31r own sh1p
LITTLE: th3y pr3ty much l1v3 1n pl4c3s l1k3 th4t
COLT: Oh, good...
COLT: Then... We should probably make another stop soon. -leans over at her- We didn't get much fuel.
LITTLE: ...1 gu3s
LITTLE: -SNARFS THE WHOLE BURGER-
LITTLE: bluh
LITTLE: of 4L pl4c3s
COLT: ... I know. -tilts his head to bump against hers while he's near- I'm sorry.
LITTLE: -baps his face with a greasy hand- 1ts not l1k3 1ts your f4ult 1 just
LITTLE: guh
LITTLE: 1 h4t3 r3m1nd3rs
COLT: -his beard is not a NAPKIN. and no baps can stop him from kissing at her.- Then let's forget about it.
COLT: We can put this on auto pilot for a lil while longer, can't we?
COLT: You should come hang out with me in the back...
LITTLE: -Sniffs once and glances at the screen... and nods.- y3 OK
LITTLE: -She puts in some inputs to set their course and climbs up out of the chair, grabbing onto his arm.-
1 note
·
View note
Text
-- taciteanEremite [TE] began messaging estrapadingTrueblue [ET] at 21:37 --
TE: Hey, Joel.
ET: What. Oh.
ET: Sup dude.
ET: Just got back.
TE: That's alright... Uh...
TE: I just have somethin' I need to tell you.
ET: Okay. Everything good?
ET: Havent seen from yall in a few weeks.
TE: Yeah... We're ok.
TE: We're just out on another job.
TE: I'm... uh...
TE: Not really sure how to tell you this, though. I thought I knew but I think I was bein' naive.
TE: So, I'll just say I went and done somethin' pretty spontaneous.
TE: ... A big somethin'.
TE: Me and Little got married.
TE: No big weddin' or nothin'... It was just the two of us.
ET: Spontaneous is one way to put it lol.
ET: Seems like something you would want to make a big deal out of.
ET: Or...
ET: ...
ET: Unless youre being serious for some reason.
TE: You know I wouldn't joke about that sorta thing...
ET: I dunno maybe you would?
TE: Well, I'm not...
ET: Why are you telling me now? Wheres like.
ET: Literally everybody else?
TE: It only just happened... So I'm only just tellin' people now.
TE: I wanted you to be one of the first people to know.
TE: ... But I know I shoulda said something before instead of after the fact.
ET: Its your choice dude. Your life.
ET: Therefore. Its cool.
TE: Is it?
ET: Its gotta be I reckon.
TE: So, it's not.
ET: You tell dads yet.
TE: No... Not yet.
ET: You ought to.
TE: I know... Reckon I'll message them next if I can get ahold of them.
ET: Shouldnt be hard. Theyre always around.
ET: Just a matter of doing it.
TE: ... Yeah.
TE: Joel, if you're upset with me, can you just tell me?
ET: Dunno dude. Thats a p important thing to relay.
ET: Ill have to think on it.
TE: Please don't be like that...
TE: We weren't tryin' to exclude anybody.
ET: But you did and it sucks.
ET: Sorry.
ET: This is stupid.
TE: No... I'm sorry.
ET: Its done C. Youre married now.
ET: Why tf you gonna be sorry enough to go back on that.
ET: Cant and you wont.
ET: Nobodys gonna ask you to jesus christ. Especially not me.
TE: I'm not apologizin' for that.
TE: I'm apologizin' for not considerin' how other people might wanna be included in that.
TE: I still would've wanted to do it the way we did... But I should've let people know.
ET: What else is gonna be done dude.
ET: Now. We just live with it.
TE: Yeah, except you're gonna keep bein' pissed cuz you'd rather be angry than admit you're hurt.
TE: You don't have to "just live with" that, you know.
TE: And I'm
TE: I watch you do this all the time and I'm just so terrified you're gonna push me away completely cuz I made a mistake and you don't wanna talk about it.
ET: Honestly whats the point. Actin like this shit wasnt a long time coming.
ET: You know I wouldnta done it to you right? But what the fresh hell am I talkin about.
ET: Maybe it was just a matter of waiting for the right foothold to come out and straight up say it. You dont got room for any of my bullshit. And I dont blame you.
ET: So Ill just do you a favor and give you your space man. Lord knows you need it.
TE: I
TE: I don't understand.
ET: Nothing else has got to be going through your goddamn mind Colt.
ET: You want your discretion? And you got it. Im not about to bug about it.
ET: You dont get to give me shit when I ask for mine.
TE: It's not about discretion... Yeah, we wanted privacy but it ain't a matter of keepin' anybody out.
TE: I know it's important to people and I appreciate that. I do care about that... And I'm sorry my decision makes you feel like I don't want you to be a part of my life or somethin'...
TE: But I do want you in my life. Of course I do. I'm tellin' you right now.
TE: And if I act ways that seem otherwise it's not intentional and I just wanna make up for it.
ET: Well tough luck bro. I aint here to give you that answer.
ET: But Im sure everyone else or like. Literally anybody else who isnt me might.
ET: Cuz I as far as Im concerned I might as well be anybody else.
TE: Joel... Please don't say that...
ET: I reiterate. This is really stupid and I dont know what you hoped to accomplish.
TE: ... You know what? You keep actin' like I'm the one who shut you out but you won't even try to listen to me.
TE: I'm trying to fix this.
TE: I guess it is stupid to think you'd wanna fix it too.
TE: I'm not tired of your "bullshit," Joel. There's never gonna be a time where I won't come running if you need me. There's nothing you can do that will make me stop loving you.
TE: But I'm just a person too. And I mess up. I don't think it's fair you get to assume you did something to make me wanna push you out of my business, while completely closing yourself off to any attempt at me trying to validate your feelings.
TE: So you can keep acting like I irreparably fucked up and that I don't get to care about how you're feeling, but it won't change the fact you're just running away from it.
TE: It doesn't help either of us.
TE: So I dunno what you're trying to accomplish either.
ET: Guess were done here then.
TE: I guess so.
ET: Lemme know if anything else comes up. Ill be around.
TE: Fine.
-- estrapadingTrueblue [ET] stopped messaging taciteanEremite [TE] at 00:45 --
1 note
·
View note
Text
-- taciteanEremite [TE] began pestering impenetrableVitality [IV] --
TE: Hey there, Finn. :)
IV: oh hi
IV: there you are
TE: Yeah... Sorry I ain't said much to you lately. I've been a little uh... preoccupied.
IV: it's okay i know you get busy
IV: i'm a little busy too
TE: Oh, yeah. Uh... I'll ask what you've been up to in a second.
TE: I got something I need to tell you first. Some news? But it's a good thing so don't worry or nothin'...
TE: Well, it'll probably come as a surprise but... Still...
IV: oh
IV: well yeah tell me now i have to know
TE: You'd definitely wanna know.
TE: Gosh, I dunno how to say this... I guess I'll just come out with it?
TE: Alright... Here goes...
TE: I got married!
IV: hahaha
IV: but really you're killing me over here with waiting
TE: ...
TE: I'm bein' serious.
IV: what
IV: okay it sounds like you're telling me you and little just got married
IV: what are you trying to say
TE: That's what I'm tryin' to say... Exactly what it sounds like...
IV: but
IV: why didn't you want me to be there
IV: did everyone know but me
IV: did i miss a message
TE: No, no. Oh geez, I should've mentioned that first?
TE: It was a private thing... Just me and her.
IV: oh
IV: was it a drunk thing
TE: ... No.
TE: We just wanted it to be us. Um... Something quiet and intimate, you know?
TE: Plus neither of us are a big fan of gatherings of that kind so... It just made sense to us, I guess.
IV: do your dads know
TE: Er...
TE: Well, truth be told, you're the first person I've talked to about this...
IV: oh so literally no one else knows
TE: Yeah...
TE: I know my family is gonna freak out... So I'm a little reluctant.
TE: I'm pretty much certain Joel will black out with rage...
IV: joel doesn't know
TE: No... But he'll be next to.
TE: Don't tell him I told you first.
IV: i won't
IV: but wait isn't the point of getting married to do it so you can share it with people you care about
TE: That's the point of havin' a wedding... Not gettin' married... Gettin' married is just for me and her.
TE: Er... Not to say that we don't think it's unnecessary to share it with people... We just didn't wanna do it that way?
IV: well
IV: i got married to quinne
IV: i didn't tell you
TE: ...
TE: Did you now.
IV: yes
IV: no
IV: but there's my point
TE: What point?
IV: on how it feels to miss out on that
TE: Well, I mean... I guess I might've felt bad if I believed you.
IV: yeah see
TE: But I kinda doubt it...
TE: Because I'd understand why you'd wanna do it that way. Considering?
IV: you could have told me before
IV: i would have understood
TE: Urgh...
TE: Yeah, I know. I'm sorry about that... I guess we got caught up in the moment.
IV: it just happened that fast
TE: Yes?
IV: okay
IV: well
IV: congratulations
TE: ... Thanks.
IV: you're welcome
TE: I think I oughta go.
IV: okay
IV: i'll see you around
TE: Yeah.
TE: Bye.
-- taciteanEremite [TE] ceased pestering impenatrableVitality [IV] --
1 note
·
View note
Text
COLT: -the day before, colt invited finn to come visit him at his new place now that he's all moved in. he hasn't been away that long, but so much has happened it's felt like an eternity... and when he feels he's been away from finn for a while, he does start to worry about him. hopefully this will help.-
COLT: -he's waiting inside the transportalizer hub on odimist, preoccupying himself with little travel pamphlets until finn shows up.-
FINN: -it's weird not having colt close by, and while he is just a transportalizer away, it has a tendency of feeling so much farther. he arrives in odimist's hub, standing in the transportalizer. internally counting to five before he steps out and looks for colt-
COLT: -notices someone arriving and tucks away a pamphlet about the wildlife preserve so he can shuffle over to investigate. when he sees his friend, he gives him a big toothy smile.- Howdy Finn.
FINN: -he smiles seeing colt smile at him--frankly, it's hard not to. he moves over to instinctively give him a tight hug- hey colt
COLT: -SQUEEZES HIM BACK. the biggest bear hug. he pulls away after a moment, looking him over, almost like he's inspecting him. does he look okay? hmm...-
COLT: Let's get a move on... It's still a ways to drive to the house. -because it's out in the middle of no where. just how he likes it... smiling still, he starts leading him out of the hub.-
FINN: -to the normal eye, he looks fine. but in the eyes of someone that knows him so well, he probably looks a little emotionally worn down. he walks alongside colt, taking a look at the decor of this hub to occupy his mind a little- oh yeah
FINN: sounds like you really have your own space
COLT: It's so nice...Wait till you see it. -heads out into the parking lot to his TRUCK. which is new. he just bought it. the country boy aesthetic intensifies. he hops into the driver's side and waits for finn to join him before he starts 'er up.-
FINN: -he chuckles a little upon seeing what this place looks like along with colt's new ride- this is so you
FINN: -he climbs in and buckles up, watching to make sure colt does too-
COLT: -OF COURSE. he always does, but especially with finn around.- Heh... Thanks.
COLT: -and they're off. pulling out of the hub and into town, but before long they're on the open road headed deeper into the woods. and now... is the time for questioning.- So... How's things on Skaia? I know it ain't been that long but... Still...
FINN: -he keeps his gaze outside of his window, soaking in the scenery and how different it is from his new home- no it's a fair question
FINN: everyone's just trying to get settled in i think
COLT: -nods slowly- Yeah... That makes sense.
COLT: Did you know Citrin's movin' to Lauctis? I was surprised but... Guess not too surprised if that's where Ruleus is gonna be.
FINN: seems like people are going in the significant others direction anyway
FINN: i think quinne's still planning on staying
COLT: Oh? That's good...
COLT: Yeah, uh... I'd be surprised if she'd wanna go back to Avalon right now...
FINN: i don't think she ever really does
FINN: but she doesn't always tell me everything so
FINN: that's what i picked up
COLT: Right... Um... Hopefully she'll open up with time.
COLT: That was an awful thing that happened...
COLT: Xebeck... She's uh-- Awake now, right?
FINN: -he nods- yeah
FINN: disoriented as hell but
FINN: awake
COLT: Mrrgh...
COLT: -tries to change the subject- Uh-- The holidays were nice though, right?
FINN: oh
FINN: yeah
FINN: well i'm not sure what everyone else did but i basically just spent most of my time with my parents
COLT: -smiles- That's nice, though...
COLT: -a short while later, they're taking a country road up to colt's rustic home -- and it's quite stunning. it's not a big house, at least it doesn't look that way from the outside. he parks the truck.... anywhere. there isn't really a driveway.-
COLT: This is it. -seems positively pleased to be back at his place as he announces this, slipping outside and dropping into the grass.-
FINN: -he smiles when he sees his house because it's so colt. everything about this environment is perfect for him. he climbs out of the truck and turns in a circle to take a good look at the sky- wow
COLT: -looks up with him. the sky is so open. a little gray this season, but beautiful and vast all the same.- ... When I was at my great grandma's, I was thinkin' about how... the UU would usually stop in cities and towns. And how I never really looked up at the sky much. But it's hard to ignore when you're out in the wilderness like this.
COLT: ... Guess it's kinda silly to marvel at it, considerin' we'd spend most of our time floatin' around up there.
COLT: But you know... Hard to enjoy it when you're stuck in a tuna can. -shuffling towards the front door, getting it unlocked.-
FINN: yeah it's always different when you're looking at it from down here
FINN: easier to appreciate
COLT: -opens up the door and INSIDE it is pretty darn spaceous with an open ceiling in the living area with a big sliding door that opens out into the backyard. the kitchen is off to their right when they enter and a stairwell just beyond it. it already looks pretty lived in... probably thanks to little.-
FINN: -follows behind him. everything seems so real and adult-like here that it's almost a little jarring. these are what people their age did these days, anyway. colt's home is beautiful- how did you find this anyway
COLT: Ah... Well, we built the house ourselves... -it's easy when your family is hemorrhaging money thanks to your dad being co-owner of the biggest research company in the whole gosh diddly dang universe.-
COLT: But Joel's the one who pointed me in the direction of Odimist. He came here to help with the wildlife preservation they're doin' here... And I figured I'd scope it out with him.
COLT: Needless to say I fell in love with the place. Heh.
FINN: this is the place joel and rammie are living too right
FINN: not in this house just in odimist
COLT: -nod nod- That's right.
COLT: If you want, I can take you by their place later... -you should really go see your sister, finn, he says with his EYES.-
FINN: that would be nice
FINN: i don't want to intrude or anything
COLT: You wouldn't be intrudin'... We can call 'em first. -shuffles over to the kitchen to make some tea.-
COLT: Do you want anythin' to drink or...?
FINN: -takes a slow look around for somewhere to sit.- water maybe
COLT: -THERES A COUCH. it looks very cozy. like the kind you can just sink into, with lots of pillows.- Okie doke. -pours finn a glass of water.-
COLT: Make yourself at home... Mi casa es tu casa. :P
FINN: -sits on the couch and nods, smiling a little- tu sofá es mi sofà
COLT: -grins toothily at him. the kettle whistles and colt pours himself his cup of tea before he goes to join finn, handing over the water.- There ya go.
FINN: -takes the water in his hand and sips at it- thanks
COLT: -nestles in... leaning against finn a little bit. he's quiet for a moment, just enjoying finn's company and his warm tea. but then he looks at his best friend with a curious concern.- Hey...
COLT: How've you been feelin'?
FINN: -his gaze is elsewhere for a while, until colt speaks. how has he been doing? there are a lot of technicalities here and a lot that probably isn't that much of a big deal- well
FINN: haven't gone to the infirmary as a patient
COLT: That's good.
COLT: So have you been workin' more again...?
FINN: i'm trying to find a new place to go i guess
FINN: since the infirmary in the ship is no more i'm trying to see what i can get into on skaia
FINN: they have different standards there i think
FINN: i don't know
FINN: i guess that's because i haven't been
COLT: -tilts head- I'm sure there's somethin' you can do through Skaianet if you need to... If not within the company, they can recommend you to any of the local hospitals. Or... any hospital anywhere, I suppose.
FINN: yeah
FINN: -he shrugs- i'm kind of rethinking it i guess
COLT: :(
COLT: Why's that?
FINN: i just don't think i'm actually going to be able to help people like i want to
FINN: as a doctor
FINN: so far all i've done is give myself extra time to be neurotic
COLT: Yeah... Reckon that makes sense... But it's somethin' you love doin', too. It ain't as if it's an excuse to enable your more uh... destructive habits.
COLT: Are you still seein' a therapist? Maybe they can give you suggestions on ways to... I dunno. Work around it?
FINN: it could be though
FINN: and i am sometimes
FINN: i don't see any crazy life changes
FINN: i don't know how it's helping at all
COLT: It'll take time, I think... And the right kinda communication so they know exactly what's goin' on with you and help more effectively.
COLT: If you ain't sure what to talk to them about or somethin'... I can help.
FINN: -he's having a hard time processing all of this for some reason. he hears colt, but it's not really sinking in- yeah
FINN: how are you and little
COLT: ... Oh. Um...
COLT: We're good. Really good.
COLT: She's applyin' for freight haulin' work right now. You know, she likes travelin' and all that...
FINN: that sounds like her
FINN: hopefully she doesn't leave for that long at a time though
FINN: seems like it's going to be scheduled
COLT: -nod nod- Yeah... So long as I know where she is and when I'll see her again, I'll be alright... Plus I don't exactly mind havin' all this entirely to myself. -smiles a little-
COLT: I can always go with her from time to time, too... I think that'd be fun...
FINN: -takes a sip of his water and listens to colt, imagining what him going on trips with little would look like- it sounds like you're really happy
FINN: that's great
COLT: Yeah... I really am.
COLT: I'm glad I did this. -turns the mug in his hands a few times.- I miss hangin' out with you though.
FINN: yeah
FINN: same but sometimes you just
FINN: you just have to
FINN: go
COLT: Yeah. You gotta take care of yourself like that. -sets the mug down on the coffee table and looks at finn again.- ...
COLT: Can you... do me a favor and do that for yourself too? I know you don't always know how so uh...
COLT: Just talk to somebody about how you're feelin'. About bein' a doctor. And the sorta things that are makin' you feel that way...
COLT: Please?
FINN: -looks back at him- i don't know
FINN: maybe if i have time
FINN: i don't really want to talk about it with anybody
FINN: i'm done with it
COLT: Finn...
COLT: It don't really work that way...
FINN: -he shakes his head- i don't care how things are or aren't supposed to work anymore
FINN: they just don't really work you know
FINN: it's like an idea of how things should go but you can't really depend on anything to help other people or help you
FINN: i think it's probably easier if you accept that
FINN: you're happy because you did your own thing
FINN: not because you involved anybody else
FINN: -he's not sure what's coming out of his mouth right now-
COLT: That's not-- -frowns- That's totally different...
COLT: I'm happy cuz I knew what sorta things were bad for me and what sorta things were good. What I want.
COLT: But I never woulda recognized that if I didn't let people in... There was so much darkness in my head I couldn't see anythin' goin' on inside me or around me. Sometimes you need guidance.
COLT: Don't-- -winces- Don't tell me you don't remember what sorta things I'm capable of doin' if I close myself off.
COLT: I never would've gotten to this point if I hadn't let you help me then.
FINN: -hearing him say that makes his throat ache because he knows, he remembers. he swallows because it's practically physically painful remembering- how did i
FINN: i don't even remember-- -he stops suddenly-
FINN: how did i even help you
FINN: by hovering all the time
FINN: you probably felt like i couldn't trust you
FINN: that was all you colt
FINN: you got yourself out
COLT: -here come the tears as the memories return to him too, vivid as always, but it hurts even worse knowing how alone and lost finn must be feeling. even if he doesn't realize it.-
COLT: You helped because you were there.
COLT: I didn't have to bare that burden alone... And maybe it was humiliatin' for a time that somebody knew my secret. That I might have hurt or inconvenienced somebody on account of it. But I never-- -sniffs- I never saw you as a nuisance.
COLT: It was a relief. When I realized that's what I needed to get better. Just to have somebody...
FINN: -colt NO don't cry. he's going to cry if you cry. his eyes water and he forces himself to look away. he knew that he meant a lot to colt, but often times he wondered if he caused him more worry than anything else. hearing directly from colt that finn actually did help him brings so much relief that tears start to roll down his cheeks, too- i thought i was
FINN: basically useless i didn't realize
FINN: any of that
COLT: -huffs a sigh, leaning against him again.- Of course you're not...
COLT: -wipes his eyes on his sleeve.- Geez... Don't that just proove my point now? Some stuff you ain't gonna see unless people help you see it...
COLT: I wanna help you cuz you're always lookin' out for me. Even when you're not hoverin' or worryin', you're there for me by just bein' my friend and that's important too. It makes all the difference.
FINN: -he wipes his own eyes and HE DIDNT WANT TO CRY he doesn't want to cry but of course he does anyway. why is colt so great all the time? how does he deal with finn? everything in him feels like it's breaking down, like the weight is finally releasing what he had been holding the entire time- i uh
FINN: i feel so
FINN: alone and useless colt
FINN: like i can't help myself and everyone around me is basically drowning and really going through shit and
FINN: -he hides his face in his hands- fuck
COLT: -leans on him some more, carefully draping his arms around finn's shoulders to pull him into a side hug.-
COLT: It's difficult... Everything's been real difficult... But I'm with you.
FINN: -he just leans into colt completely, sniffling and just listening to his best friend talk.- it's really
FINN: hard
COLT: -squeezes him tight now that he's got him.- We can take it a step at a time... But you gotta let me help you, Finn.
FINN: -he nods, sniffling and sobbing and being one giant mess- i miss you being so close by
COLT: I know... -starts rubbing circles into his back-
COLT: It'd be alright if you wanted to visit for a while... You can do that whenever you like.
FINN: -it's so much more calming here- i don't think i could leave quinne alone for too long
COLT: Then if you need me, I'll come runnin' as soon as I can.
FINN: -he looks up at him- really
COLT: Of course really.
FINN: even if you're hanging out with little
COLT: Well... I do live with her now... Reckon we'd be spendin' enough time with each other she won't mind much. -smiles a little-
COLT: But I know she'd understand anyways.
FINN: -he smiles a little about that and takes a deep breath-
FINN: thank you
1 note
·
View note
Text
TE: *since they got settled into their new place, colt's either been lounging around enjoying all this space and quiet... or running around in the woods enjoying all the space and quiet. right now he is doing the former, huddled up in the living room watching animated horse movies.*
TE: *he is at peace...*
PH: -leeeans over his back-
PH: -leeeeans towards his face-
PH: -presses RIGHT up into his cheek-
PH: s34b1scu1ts sound l1k3 gros fod
TE: ... *side eyes* Hey... Seabiscuit is a hero...
PH: why would 4nyon3 34t 4 s34b1scu1t >:O
PH: 1s 1t m4d3 of KR3LP
PH: -She ROLLS OVER THE COUCH and flops across his lap-
TE: You wouldn't... Because Seabiscuit is a horse. *pets her hair*
TE: And horses ain't for eatin'.
PH: would you STOP m3 from 34t1ng 4 hors3 ? ? ?
TE: Of course I would... That's just the way it's gotta be...
PH: WOW
PH: TH1S M4R14G3 1S 4 SH4M >:O
PH: 1m 4low3d to 34t 3V3RY m4m4l
PH: oth3rw1s3 wh4ts th3 po1nt ! ! !
TE: I'd like to think there's plenty of other things that matter a lil more. :P
PH: 3V3RY
PH: M4M4L
PH: 1m 34t1ng for two >:O
TE: ...
TE: No you are not.
PH: WOW
PH: TW1C3 1N ON3 N1GHT !
PH: i c4not 3v3n b3l13v3 you
TE: You know I'm a stick in the mud. *pats her tum*
PH: w3l 1M gon4 b3 your sug4r m4m4 from now on
PH: so you b3t3r g3t us3d to TH4T
TE: Oh? *peeps at her in interest* Did you get yourself fixed up with some work?
PH: y3
PH: 1 m3t 4 b1g rock
PH: w3 h4d 4 l1tl3 t4lk or wh4t3v3r
PH: you know how 1t go
PH: 1 ch4rm3d 4L h3r qu4rtz3s 4nd sh1t >:p
TE: ... Sure. That's about how these things go.
TE: What are you gonna be doing?
PH: noth1ng to d1f3r3nt >:T
PH: 1m not sur3 WH4T 1m gon4 b3 run1ng y3t but th3y n3d m3 to c4ry stuf 4nd 1 told 3m 1l b3 work1ng from h3r3 4nd 1 got my own sh1p
PH: s1nc3 not 3v3ry pl4n3ts got 4 f4ncy r3l4y y3t
TE: *nods as he listens* Well, that's good anyways...
TE: I'm thinkin' I'd still like to do somethin' here... *even if he doesn't necessarily have to... sometimes he forgets about his family's IMMEASURABLE WEALTH.*
TE: But while I'm figurin' that out, maybe I could tag along with you whenever you head out?
PH: w3l th3r3s gon4 b3 rom 4nd stuf >:p
PH: 4nd th3 f1rst job 1snt 3v3n 4l th4t f4r
PH: 1ts pr3ty much th3 n3xt pl4n3t ov3r !
TE: Oh, ok. Then I'll definitely tag along.
PH: h3 h3 h3 h3
PH: m4yb3 you c4n g3t som3 work from wh4ts h3r but to n3xt t1m3 1 s3 h3r
PH: l3t YOU g3t 4l prod3d 4t th1s t1m3 >:p
TE: Mmnn... Maybe... *makes a face. would he literally be prodded? any kind of prodding is bad prodding though.*
PH: d4w h3y
PH: 4t l34st 1 w4rn3d you
TE: Yeah. Thank you for that. *pokes at her side*
PH: -SQUIRM-
PH: you know
PH: 1ts k1nd4 n1c3 sl3p1ng on th3 sh1p som3t1m3s
PH: you n3v3r s3 th3 s4m3 st4rs
PH: 1 th1nk youd l1k3 1t
TE: *smiles, brushing his fingers along her cheek* Yeah... I think I would too.
PH: -LIL NIP AT HIS FINGERS but slow enough... she wants to give him a chance, after all.-
PH: so um
PH: wh4t would you w4n4 do ?
PH: 1 m34n
PH: 1 gu3s 1 k1nd4 kn3w but
PH: 1t w4snt r34ly 34sy f1gur1ng th4t out >:T
TE: Pff. *the lightest of nose flicks for biting at him.*
TE: I don't got a clue, to be honest...
TE: I liked... volunteerin' at the wildlife preserve, though. Reckon I could get used to doin' things like that. *but naturally he doesn't seem super confident about it.*
PH: w3l you could try 1 m34n
PH: why not ? ? ?
PH: th4t b1g f4t b1rd th1ng l1k3d you >:p
TE: Heh... I liked him too... :')
PH: h4 h4 los3r >;p
TE: Guess I'll uh... Consider my options.
TE: ... Which might be easier if I talked to this "rock lady."
TE: Mmrrg. We'll see.
PH: sh3s n1c3 sh3 just
PH: knows to much >:o
PH: 1 th1nk you should
TE: *of course she does... such a supportive wife. he smiles about it and leans over her to kiss on her face once or twice.*
TE: Alright, fine.
PH: >:3
PH: ok13
PH: -she squirms and rolls onto her side- 1 w4n4 know
PH: 4l of th3 th1ngs 4bout th1s hors3 >:o
PH: -she points at the screen-
TE: *shiny eyed... HE HAS A LOT TO SAY ABOUT SEABISCUIT.*
0 notes
Text
COLT: *after school and their respective extracurriculars, colt invited finn over for dinner and to hang out for a while. maybe do homework... if they get to it. but instead, things turned out as they usually do. snacks, movies, smoking... talking about nothing in particular. it's relaxing. colt's just lounging on his bed, attention fixed on his tv and zoning in and out a little bit. were they talking a
COLT: bout anything? he just doesn't know.*
FINN: -homework was usually the plan, but it always ended up being otherwise. he made sure dinner could be easily thrown together at home for his parents and gladly joined colt's home for food. this place is his second home anyway. finn also can't remember what they were talking about at all. he's sitting next to colt, watching tv also but not really sure what's going on- i like your house man
COLT: Oh... Yeah. I like it too. Usually...
FINN: usually
FINN: -looks at him surprised- meaning there are times where
FINN: you don't like it
COLT: Well... You know...
COLT: Family can be a lil stressful sometimes...
FINN: yeah
FINN: i know that
FINN: to be a fact
COLT: Yeah. But it's alright... It's only sometimes. *leans on finn a little.*
COLT: Hey... I was wonderin'.
COLT: Did you ever see more of Quinne?
FINN: -leans on him too- oh yeah
FINN: she climbs into my room at night sometimes
FINN: she speaks spanish did you know she speaks spanish
FINN: so my parents met her
FINN: and they all talked for a little while and it was weird
FINN: i didn't have to do anything
FINN: she has a huge house colt
FINN: a huge
FINN: house
COLT: *smiles about him going on about her.* Heh... Guess you've been seein' her a lot, then.
FINN: yeah her mom kind of sucks so she's with me often
FINN: -giggles- and we make out a lot
COLT: Gosh.
COLT: Sounds like somethin' to me...
FINN: i like her a lot
FINN: -smiling-
COLT: Awww. :)
COLT: *and then he sighs a little wistfully*
FINN: why are you sighing
COLT: Oh... I keep thinkin' about the party.
COLT: ... Did I tell you what happened at the party?
FINN: no
COLT: Well... You remember how I went to talk to Little? To make sure she was ok?
COLT: Uh... I can't remember what happened exactly... Somethin' with... Joel and a whole jar of maraschino cherries?
COLT: Anyway, we ended up in the bathroom together.
COLT: Me and her.
COLT: ... Uh.
COLT: Nothin' happened. I mean... We sat in the tub? And cuddled. And fell asleep...
COLT: *face is burning retelling this story. it's embarrassing...*
FINN: oh yeah
FINN: wow
FINN: that is a good story for you to tell
FINN: while i'm high
FINN: -giggles a little-
FINN: it's cute
COLT: *BLUSHES MORE* Geez...
COLT: I... I like her a lot, too.
FINN: it sounds like she likes you
COLT: You think so? *peers at him, looking hopeful*
FINN: she fell asleep in a bathtub with you
FINN: that's not comfortable colt
COLT: ... Yeah. I woke up pretty stiff.
COLT: ... In the neck.
COLT: Area...
FINN: -snorts- oh my god
FINN: at least you didn't get stiff in other
FINN: areas
FINN: like me :(
COLT: ... *hides his face in his hand.* Finn, no...
FINN: i didn't mean to
FINN: otieno was just
FINN: it was too sensual
COLT: I'm glad I missed out on all of that... *mumbles* I ain't never even... kissed anybody before.
FINN: -does a double take- wait really
COLT: *blushes more* Yeah... Really.
FINN: that's okay
FINN: but how come
COLT: Gosh... I dunno. Guess cuz I uh...
COLT: I usually chicken out if the opportunity strikes. *fidgets* I get nervous.
FINN: you get nervous
FINN: i get that
FINN: well do you want to kiss little
COLT: *quiets, but the answer is written ALL OVER his reddened face.*
COLT: ... Yeah.
COLT: Kinda wish that I had.
FINN: and you're nervous
COLT: *nod nod*
FINN: well
FINN: why don't you practice
FINN: for next time
COLT: Uh... *stares at him* Practice?
FINN: yeah like
FINN: kiss someone else until you feel comfortable kissing her
FINN: well i guess as comfortable as you're going to be
COLT: *goes wall eyed* I don't...
COLT: But who?
FINN: -shrugs- i mean
FINN: you can kiss me
FINN: i know how to kiss
FINN: i know a lot of stuff
COLT: *brain just... casually fizzles out for a good few seconds.* Y...
COLT: Kiss you??
FINN: why not
FINN: we're best friends
FINN: there's no risk
FINN: i can help
FINN: i like to help
FINN: everybody wins
COLT: *he does make it sound awfully simple... maybe it was the weed, but the thought of practicing with finn wasn't inspiring any anxiety or concerns, either. except maybe... the possibility of it complicating things. but if finn didn't think it would, then... he figures he can trust in that.*
COLT: Well I... I guess I don't...
COLT: See why not?
COLT: I mean, I'm not usually uh... attracted to guys... Or at all, so I reckon it wouldn't really-- Er. Not that--
COLT: ... I'm ramblin'.
FINN: i know you're not gay -he laughs- but boys and girls both have mouths right
FINN: and lips
COLT: Y--Yeah. *just stares at him, face still flushed.*
FINN: do you want to try
COLT: Um... Ok.
COLT: Sure.
FINN: okay are you ready
COLT: I... *sweats, then nods* Yes.
FINN: okay -leans in a little slowly just in case colt changes his mind but ends up pressing his lips to his for the first time...ever? congratulations, colt. finn's your first kiss-
COLT: *wowee. it's... definitely unexpected. he doesn't regret making this decision, because just as he had hoped, he feels completely comfortable with it. like it isn't strange. maybe not romantic, but... it feels nice, enough to make his eyes flutter shut as they linger together lightly for a moment. he isn't sure if he should pull away yet or not...*
FINN: -his eyes are shut too, and he almost forgets that he's the one teaching colt here. so he pulls away a little- was that okay
COLT: *blinks as they pull apart.* Oh... It was...
COLT: It was nice. *gosh...*
COLT: Was... Was I ok?
FINN: -he nods with a smile- yeah
FINN: but you might want to be the one to initiate it this time
FINN: since it's sounding that's what you're aiming for with little
COLT: Oh. Oh, yeah. That... makes a whole lotta sense. *that is slightly more nerve wracking... he wishes he had paid more attention to what finn did but... well, here he goes-- wait.*
COLT: I'm goin' to... Do that.
COLT: Now.
FINN: -watches him, completely calm like there's nothing to worry about in the world at all-
FINN: ready
COLT: *he isn't sure how he manages to be that way, but he sure is glad for it. he swallows, angling his head just slightly -- it seems like the right thing to do -- as he leans in carefully for a second kiss.*
FINN: -he meets him half way to make it a little easier, and instead lets colt have complete control here. his lips feel warm and inviting and it's such a strange feeling to be kissing your best friend, but it's enjoyable all the same.-
COLT: *his thoughts gradually get hazier, reality blurring into a fantasy as he imagines himself in a different place, a different time, with a different person. it helps, to be sure, and he allows himself to get a little more intense, pressing into finn.*
FINN: -feeling colt begin to loosen up allows finn to get into it a little, too. it's so much easier to get caught up in the moment rather than who it's with, and his hand finds its way to his cheek. finn lets colt call the shots here, matching his enthusiasm.-
COLT: *his hands? oh yeah. he has hands, too, and he should probably use them. they rest on his shoulders, first of all, and stay there for the time being. it's awkward... but it's progress? he's a little too high and a little too flushed to really think much of it right now and finn's mouth is way too inviting. should he use... his tongue? the warmth is tasty as it is, so he parts his lips just enough
COLT: to probe experimentally.*
FINN: -it is progress, and with as high as finn is right now, he doesn't even notice if it's awkward or not. he encourages colt's tongue, using his own to reciprocate, and his hand on colt's cheek slides to the back of his head-
COLT: *colt's hair is so curly and soft... it would be fun to play with. and finn's hand on the back of his head gives him the courage to mirror the motion, but it does take him out of the fantasy a little... considering he's imagining long locks and they simply AREN'T THERE. oh well...*
FINN: -I'M GLAD I CAN BE YOUR LITTLE DECOY COLT. it feels nice, though. all of this feels warm and nice and fun. his fingers tangle in colt's hair just a little-
0 notes
Text
LITTLE: -Little is romping around their apartment today. They're... about a month or so late on rent, but that's no big deal, because according to little's fun little city map, there is an object circled in red ink four or five times that interests her VERY much.-
LITTLE: -She's got on her desk spread in front of her what appears to be a set of blueprints to a big old house on the outskirts of the city, some rich CEO's summer home, according to the barely-legible scrawlings she's written on it.-
LITTLE: -She is ALSO very much in the middle of a pot of coffee. Not a cup, but the pot. Drinking straight from it.-
COLT: *well, HE'S definitely stressed out about the money situation, even if he knows she's plotting something. he was in the kitchen about to make himself some coffee when he realized the pot was missing.* ...
COLT: *wanders over to her and her desk, looming.* Uh... What are you lookin' at there? *tries to reach for the pot at the same time. that's... that's entirely too much coffee...*
LITTLE: -VERY OVERTLY pulls it away and sips from it-
LITTLE: ok so funny story
LITTLE: were you watching the news the other day?
COLT: Er. Nah... I try not to watch it most days. *though joel usually keeps him up to date on things happening around town... but he hasn't talked to him lately.*
LITTLE: well! i was!
LITTLE: turns out some ceo bit it RIGHT IN THE TEETH
COLT: Oh... :(
LITTLE: i mean okay some fucking nutjob with a rifle offed him in public in the middle of a shopping mall
COLT: Oh... Geez... *THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE. he looks so sad.*
LITTLE: -She sniffs, going over the paper with her hand one more time.- well i dunno why someone had it out for him but i DO know that he has no next of kin
LITTLE: and i know for DANG sure that he was loaded as heckles
LITTLE: and do you know what the third thing i know is??
LITTLE: we're PROBABLY gonna be in the clear for this one since they're gonna be after the triggerman and not the ones who made off with the contents of his safe at three am!
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: on a sunday!
LITTLE: sunday the fourth!
COLT: *gives her an unimpressed look* What? Tonight? That's awful sudden...
COLT: Besides, I dunno how I feel about stealin' from a recently deceased man... *but he does look off for a moment like he's trying to think about it. guess he isn't gonna do anything with it... but argh! that feels so rude.*
LITTLE: a recently deceased RICH guy
LITTLE: i mean sure he died and that's sad but he's not gonna have to worry about the hot water suddenly shutting off
LITTLE: ..
LITTLE: -sips MORE coffee-
LITTLE: op
LITTLE: speaking of
LITTLE: -offers the pot at him-
LITTLE: :)
COLT: *takes the pot and just holds it. he's stealing THIS.* ... Well... I guess you've got a point. It's not a great one. But it is a point... :/
LITTLE: i got lots of points!
LITTLE: all the pointy edges in the world, basically
LITTLE: >:p
LITTLE: -She leans over the back of the chair, RIGHT at him.- i promise i can go back to robbing alive people once i have some scratch for the bank
LITTLE: if that helps
LITTLE: -she snickers-
COLT: I... *shakes his head sighs. then starts playing with her hair with his free hand.*
COLT: Well, I know I can't argue with you about any of this...
COLT: What do you need me to do?
LITTLE: JUST gotta take me there
LITTLE: and be ready
LITTLE: bring the car around riiiight
LITTLE: over here
LITTLE: -POINTS to a spot on the map-
LITTLE: and wait for like
LITTLE: uh
LITTLE: hm
LITTLE: ok maybe like forty minutes?
LITTLE: i'm going for the safe
COLT: *leans around her to eyeball the map closer.* Alright... I can do that.
LITTLE: ok
LITTLE: make sure the windows open so i can jump in
LITTLE: i might jump in even if its NOT open
LITTLE: and thats gross :x
LITTLE: oh!!!
LITTLE: also there might be guard dogs :o
COLT: *stares at her with concern.* Guard dogs...?
COLT: You better be careful.
LITTLE: cant you talk to them or something?
LITTLE: or
LITTLE: woof at them
COLT: I... *hE RESENTS THAT.* It don't quite work that way.
COLT: ... *or does it*
COLT: *looks off*
LITTLE: CAN YOU WOOF AT THEM
LITTLE: can you woof at me right now
LITTLE: BARK BARK BARK
COLT: ...
COLT: *boofs*
LITTLE: :o
COLT: Hhh. Anyway, I don't know if I should risk it... But if things get hairy I reckon I won't have much choice. *better he get mauled by dogs by barking at them then her.*
LITTLE: well i mean
LITTLE: they know right?
LITTLE: instinctively?
LITTLE: ...what if it was an awoo and not a bark
COLT: Dogs do seem to like me... *and he likes them*
COLT: Alright... I'll give it a shot...
LITTLE: and then we can STEAL A DOG!!!
LITTLE: how many dogs fit in our car?
COLT: We could probably fit four comfortably if they ain't too big. *doesn't even fucking hesitate to answer this.*
LITTLE: dobermans are like medium sized right?
LITTLE: i mean they're not gonna sic terriers on home invaders :/
COLT: Well... Of course not...
COLT: Wait.
COLT: No, we can't afford four doubermans...
COLT: :(
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: three?
COLT: ...
COLT: Maybe two...
LITTLE: I HATE BEING POOR
LITTLE: >:(
COLT: Yeah...
COLT: Hey... Should we be gettin' ready to go?
LITTLE: yeah...
LITTLE: -SIGHS-
LITTLE: i gotta suit up
LITTLE: do you even have a suit?
LITTLE: i mean are you just gonna wear that to our heist
COLT: I might... put on a hat?
LITTLE: >:T
LITTLE: how are you still SO BAD AT THIS
COLT: Well... I ain't exactly tryin' to be good at it...
LITTLE: aw come on!!!
LITTLE: you could try a little!
LITTLE: at least get with the STYLE
LITTLE: i can buy you a domino mask
COLT: That'd look awful silly on me.
LITTLE: nooo it'd look SLEEK
LITTLE: that's what the chic is!!!
LITTLE: that's the STYLE
LITTLE: you dress like you're super!
LITTLE: ALSO BECAUSE YOU ARE SUPER?
LITTLE: LITERALLY?
COLT: *shrugs about it* I guess...
LITTLE: ok well you can guess but i can know for WAY sure
LITTLE: cause i stole the answer sheet
LITTLE: cause im also SUPER good at stealing
LITTLE: >:p
COLT: *snorts... then leans down to kiss her cheek.* I'll try out the mask idea if you really want me to.
LITTLE: yesssss
LITTLE: thank you
LITTLE: AND THEN MAYBE WE CAN DO SOME SPANDEX
LITTLE: >;O
COLT: Mrrgghhnn...
LITTLE: tight around the butt >:]
COLT: *BLUSHES* You should go get ready now. *turns so he leave and spirit away this coffee pot.*
LITTLE: -DAW-
LITTLE: -she was using that >:o-
LITTLE: -She is going to get all GUSSIED UP FOR CRIME-
COLT: *and he's going to drink some coffee and put on a hat while he waits. CRIME!!!*
0 notes
Text
COLT: -after taking care of some things around the ship -- just some errands he's running for his parents in preparation for the ship's retirement -- he returns to his room. he peeps around for little... all those chores reminded him he has some things to talk about.-
LITTLE: -SHE JUMPS AT HIM, dropping a cloth-lined wicker laundry basket on his head.-
LITTLE: PR3Y ! ! !
COLT: ... -stands there with a basket on his head, vaguely resembling a tall standing lamp.-
COLT: Howdy. I'm home. -eyeballs her after lifting the basket enough to look at her.-
LITTLE: 1f th1s w3r3 4 r34l 4t4ck youd b3 d34d >:T
COLT: I'll keep a better eye out for more ravenous wicker baskets next time... -scoops it up and plops it over her head instead. he's off to get cozy.-
LITTLE: H4Y !
LITTLE: -TOSSES it aside as she hops after him, flopping over the bed and LAYING on a side pose at him-
LITTLE: so wh4ts up
COLT: Nothin' much... I was helpin' my dads move some things into storage. -plops next to her.-
COLT: Think we're probably goin' back to Skaia soon...
LITTLE: y3 um
LITTLE: 4bout th4t
LITTLE: th4ts 4 th1ng
LITTLE: wh4t do you th1nk 4bout 1t ?
COLT: Well... -kicks off boots and sinks to lounge.- It'll be strange but...
COLT: I think I want to uh... Consider my options? If we're gonna have to relocate anyway. -twiddles thumbs.-
COLT: Maybe I could... get my own place somewhere. -peeks at her curiously.-
LITTLE: y3 3 3 3 3 ?
LITTLE: so not your3 own hous1ng proj3ct th1ng th3n r1ght ? ? ?
LITTLE: 1 m34n
LITTLE: w3 c4n lok for som3 pl4n3ts >:o
COLT: ... -looks off with an expression that says "I'm definitely imagining building a log cabin with my own BARE HANDS." but then he just smiles at her.-
COLT: Yeah... I was thinkin' we could do that. Joel wants to do the same thing... He's lookin' into a place called... Odimist, if I recall correctly...
COLT: I thought it sounded nice. But... I'd be happy just about anywhere you wanted to go.
LITTLE: -wrinkles her nose- wh4ts th4t pl4c3 l1k3 ? ? ?
LITTLE: n3v3r h34rd of 1t
COLT: How'd he describe it...
COLT: Not real populated... Lots of evergreen forests.
COLT: So... The kinda place you'd expect me to wanna live.
LITTLE: >:T
LITTLE: SO NOT D3C1DUOUS
LITTLE: your3 gon4 h4v3 to s3l m3 on th1s on3
COLT: We can check it out and see how we feel... Not like I know much else about it other than that.
COLT: I'm sure we ain't lackin' in isolated, forested planets to choose from, anyhow... :P -idly plays with her curls-
LITTLE: m m m m
LITTLE: y3
LITTLE: w3l LITTLE: sounds qu13t 4t l34st
LITTLE: ...
LITTLE: 1 st1l got th3 sh1p
LITTLE: w3 c4n go lok 4t 1t
COLT: Yeah... I'd like that. -wiggles closer to wrap an arm around her.-
COLT: You're really ok with doin' this?
LITTLE: m4n WH4T3V3R
LITTLE: 1 l1k3 n3w th1ngs 4nd n3w pl4c3s 4nd b31ng som3wh3r3 th3 sky OP3NS UP
LITTLE: som3wh3r3 th1ngs 4r3 B1G not l1tl3 h4lw4ys bu1lt for l1tl3 p3opl3 m41nt41n1ng m4ch1n3s 4l d4y long
LITTLE: you know?
COLT: Yeah... I know what you mean.
COLT: I'm... tired of hangin' around here. It never did suit me much...
COLT: I think I'm ready finally. To let myself do somethin' different.
LITTLE: W3L 1TS NOT 3V3N 4 QU3ST1ON 1S 1T >:O
COLT: Guess not. -smiles toothily and fixes her with an adoring stare. they're doing this...-
COLT: So... That's all settled then...
LITTLE: SO YOU W4N4 BU1LT 4 RUST1C LOG C4B1N 1N TH3 M1DL3 OF NOWH3R3S just so w3r3 cl34r >:p
COLT: ... -sweats-
COLT: Of course I do.
LITTLE: wh3r3 you c4n wr3stl3 wolv3s 4nd t4m3 thoroughbr3ds or SOM3TH1NG
COLT: I wouldn't wrestle a wolf...
LITTLE: uh why not
LITTLE: wh4t 1f 1t w4s try1ng to 34T M3
COLT: I don't think a wolf would just try to eat you unless you were harassin' it first.
LITTLE: 1ts st4rv1ng 4nd 1m d3l1c1ous >:O
COLT: -SIGH- Fine... I'd wrestle a wolf only under those specific circumstances. -he still wouldn't.-
COLT: But I'd still be more worried about the wolf if he was up against you. -nuzzles at her hair.-
LITTLE: w3l y34 but ST1L
LITTLE: you h4v3 to d3f3nd my honor >:o
COLT: I think you just like imaginin' me wrestlin' things...
LITTLE: 1 th1nk youd b3 sh1rtl3s
COLT: Wow... That's a shockin' development.
COLT: Wouldn't you rather think about me pettin' a wolf? Or ridin' a horse... -daydreams.-
COLT: ... Shirtless, I guess.
LITTLE: F1GHT1NG 4 WOLF SH1RTL3S ON HORS3B4CK
COLT: Now that's just excessive.
LITTLE: 1TS OUT FOR YOUR BLOD COLT LITTLE: F4NGY F4NGY B1T3
COLT: Oh... That's nothin' new to me.
COLT: I'm surprised you ain't demonstratin'.
LITTLE: >;)
COLT: ...
COLT: -leans in closer to her and very gentle and very carefully fits the tip of her nose between his teeth. this is how you bite.-
LITTLE: >:O!
LITTLE: -BAPS HIM- 1 C4N F3L YOUR BLUNT CH3WSTUBS
COLT: -snickers as he's bapped.- All along... The vicious one was me...
LITTLE: 1ts not v1c1ous 1ts just W31RD 4ND NOT PO1NTY >:P
COLT: They don't gotta be pointy to be deadly. -nibbles-
LITTLE: uh huh
LITTLE: but YOU 4r3nt d34dly 31th3r so o o o
COLT: Yeah... I know.
COLT: I don't mind. There's other ways I'd rather be.
COLT: Like... cuddly. -squeezes her into a hug. feel the love.-
LITTLE: th4ts SO MUCH WORS3 -YELPS-
COLT: So... I reiterate... The vicious one was me. -snrks and smothers her with face kisses.-
0 notes