rang raises an eyebrow, because even now he doesn't quite Get It, and also most people have just asked for his hand and said nothing about liking him? it's the first time that it's been the other way around,]
You sure are strange.
[thanks rang, anyway if eiden nudges him again then he'll just grab him by the ankle bc that's normal behavior to do,]
[ facts. but he does emotionally keep a little distant. there's hesitance there, not for lack of trusting (eiden????) but rather just because it feels more like a burden. he just. wiggles his ankle a little bit. ]
I was just... thinking about having to make a decision... if somehow I do end up being able to go back. [ hesitation ] Where do I go back to...?
[Rang leans forward on the table, one elbow propped up since the other is attached to the arm that's still being possessive of eiden's (nu voice) foot,]
...Wouldn't you just go back to the last place you remember?
[though if this something eiden looks unsure about, then maybe it's more complicated?]
I'm from Earth originally... ended up in a totally different world. My main goal's been to get back, but...
I sort of ended up with a title. And that title's got a duty. [ he just looks down at his plate and frowns. ] One I want to finish...
But I don't know if this will be my only chance to ever return to Earth? Do I even want to... [ eiden's emotions are turbulent, twisting. they're heavy, almost stifling. ]
as promised, rang releases eiden's ankle -- not very gently, but he doesn't like throw his foot on the floor. it's mostly because he's distracted at this bit of information,]
What about that clan of yours you mentioned? Are they from Earth or the other world?
They're part of the reason I don't want to leave. They're from the other world... the Klein Continent.
I don't have anyone to miss me on Earth... maybe my coworkers, but pfft. Who wants to go back to paying rent again? Not to mention the old Grand Sorcerer Huey is gone... they don't have anyone to take care of their gems...
[ he does not pull his leg back or anything his foot just falls onto the cushion of the booth. ]
But I don't know how helpful I am to them beyond that... [ he just knocks the table with his knee. ] I want to fight, I don't want to be a stupid burden.
They don't need to tell me for me to know what I am.
[ he reaches across the table for the melty milkshake and pulls it to himself.
there's shame here, inadequacy, he's trying to pull it back with just a laughβforce yourself to smile long enough and you'll do it automatically, right? ]
[rang can feel it, every one of eiden's emotions. and that should make him more sympathetic for the boy -- and yet, there is none. just the watchful silence of someone who's waiting to hear more.]
[can't believe eiden isn't mentioning the banging part,]
It doesn't sound like you're the burden you're making yourself out to be then, if you're doing something for them.
[a deal is a deal, isn't it? a contract made, even between people who are just acquaintances at best, which he doesn't think is what eiden and his clan members are,]
Especially if they've never told you that you are one.
[ if you want the banging your have to survive until memshares. eiden just looks away, his brows drawn.
he crawls under the table then, immediately, and pops up on rang's side, boxing him inβand just biting him like a feral creature on the shoulder, through fabric and all. mumbled around it: ]
Would you know what it's like to feel that useless?
there is a spike of such surprise that punches through his usual edward cullen depression when Eiden pops up, and a bigger flare when he bites down -- it's the equivalent of eiden pulling the rug out from under him, surprise freezing him in place.
there's a flicker of pain at the bite, but it's overshadowed at being so thoroughly... outfoxed....? and anyway unfortunately, the pain and bite fcking interests him, help me --
but as quickly as he goes still, he's just as quick to reach up and grip Eiden by the side of his head, fingers splayed out over his neck,]
-- Brat.
[(derogatory) (affectionate?), his thumb digs down on Eiden's pulse,]
I've never once left the people relying on me, no matter how I felt at the time.
[ his eyes well up a little while his brow knots tight against being grabbed. his pulse thrums, fast, fluttering. he could be afraid, and part of him is, but the rest is listening...
he swallows. ]
It's still hard to say goodbye to one world, even if it treated me like crap. But I know in the end, I have to. Even if it's hard... [ and his pulse beats faster: ]
I don't know why the old Grand Sorcerer disappeared... but I can't follow in his footsteps like that.
...It's hard, but it sounds like you know what to do?
[the fast beat of eiden's pulse, combined with the sheen of his eyes, it does wonders for rang's mood, not that it was low before. thinking that you're not good enough, being afraid. those are very human sentiments, rang thinks. and ones he can relate to, if he looked deep enough inside.
instead, he releases eiden's head -- then uses that hand to push him down flat on the seat of this booth that's absolutely big enough to accommodate lying down on, and before he can get up -- he just. climbs on top of him. im sorry char i mlaughing, if eiden had boxed rang in earlier, then he'll do the same -- except this time with the intention of straddling eiden in this family friendly diner,]
I have a question for you.
[pleasantly, like he's not trying to shove eiden down flat in the first place,]
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I meant with the rule. Or have you bitten everyone you like already?
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I haven't. [ he hums ] You're on that list. So. Talk about always being in the right place at the right time.
[ nudging him under the table with the toe of his cute saddle shoe! ]
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rang raises an eyebrow, because even now he doesn't quite Get It, and also most people have just asked for his hand and said nothing about liking him? it's the first time that it's been the other way around,]
You sure are strange.
[thanks rang, anyway if eiden nudges him again then he'll just grab him by the ankle bc that's normal behavior to do,]
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[ his ankle has been grabbed? hello??? he shakes it a little? rude??? ]
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Too bad the table's in our way.
[OMINOUS? but the emotion here isn't the hunger of someone thinking about having a snack.... speaking of,]
Why aren't you eating?
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he hesitates a little bit. there's uncertainty here, but he's not trying to wiggle away, at least. ]
What's it matter?
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the emotion here is curious,]
You should have just lied if you didn't want me to know.
[but the question back, and the uncertainty has his attention]
What's wrong?
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[ facts. but he does emotionally keep a little distant. there's hesitance there, not for lack of trusting (eiden????) but rather just because it feels more like a burden. he just. wiggles his ankle a little bit. ]
I was just... thinking about having to make a decision... if somehow I do end up being able to go back. [ hesitation ] Where do I go back to...?
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...Wouldn't you just go back to the last place you remember?
[though if this something eiden looks unsure about, then maybe it's more complicated?]
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[ his (nu voice) foot. he slumps a little bit because ig this is his life now. ]
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Were you in a bad situation or something?
[because if so, rang can relate.]
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[ wiggling his foot a little. ]
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[the emotional vibe here is truly cat watching a laser pointer,]
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I sort of ended up with a title. And that title's got a duty. [ he just looks down at his plate and frowns. ] One I want to finish...
But I don't know if this will be my only chance to ever return to Earth? Do I even want to... [ eiden's emotions are turbulent, twisting. they're heavy, almost stifling. ]
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as promised, rang releases eiden's ankle -- not very gently, but he doesn't like throw his foot on the floor. it's mostly because he's distracted at this bit of information,]
What about that clan of yours you mentioned? Are they from Earth or the other world?
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I don't have anyone to miss me on Earth... maybe my coworkers, but pfft. Who wants to go back to paying rent again? Not to mention the old Grand Sorcerer Huey is gone... they don't have anyone to take care of their gems...
[ he does not pull his leg back or anything his foot just falls onto the cushion of the booth. ]
But I don't know how helpful I am to them beyond that... [ he just knocks the table with his knee. ] I want to fight, I don't want to be a stupid burden.
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...Have they told you that? That you're a burden.
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[ he reaches across the table for the melty milkshake and pulls it to himself.
there's shame here, inadequacy, he's trying to pull it back with just a laughβforce yourself to smile long enough and you'll do it automatically, right? ]
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...What about the gems you mentioned?
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When I first met them all, their gems were so cloudy from their unregulated essence.
They'd probably go back to that if I ever left...
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It doesn't sound like you're the burden you're making yourself out to be then, if you're doing something for them.
[a deal is a deal, isn't it? a contract made, even between people who are just acquaintances at best, which he doesn't think is what eiden and his clan members are,]
Especially if they've never told you that you are one.
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he crawls under the table then, immediately, and pops up on rang's side, boxing him inβand just biting him like a feral creature on the shoulder, through fabric and all. mumbled around it: ]
Would you know what it's like to feel that useless?
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there is a spike of such surprise that punches through his usual edward cullen depression when Eiden pops up, and a bigger flare when he bites down -- it's the equivalent of eiden pulling the rug out from under him, surprise freezing him in place.
there's a flicker of pain at the bite, but it's overshadowed at being so thoroughly... outfoxed....? and anyway unfortunately, the pain and bite fcking interests him, help me --
but as quickly as he goes still, he's just as quick to reach up and grip Eiden by the side of his head, fingers splayed out over his neck,]
-- Brat.
[(derogatory) (affectionate?), his thumb digs down on Eiden's pulse,]
I've never once left the people relying on me, no matter how I felt at the time.
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he swallows. ]
It's still hard to say goodbye to one world, even if it treated me like crap. But I know in the end, I have to. Even if it's hard... [ and his pulse beats faster: ]
I don't know why the old Grand Sorcerer disappeared... but I can't follow in his footsteps like that.
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[the fast beat of eiden's pulse, combined with the sheen of his eyes, it does wonders for rang's mood, not that it was low before. thinking that you're not good enough, being afraid. those are very human sentiments, rang thinks. and ones he can relate to, if he looked deep enough inside.
instead, he releases eiden's head -- then uses that hand to push him down flat on the seat of this booth that's absolutely big enough to accommodate lying down on, and before he can get up -- he just. climbs on top of him. im sorry char i mlaughing, if eiden had boxed rang in earlier, then he'll do the same -- except this time with the intention of straddling eiden in this family friendly diner,]
I have a question for you.
[pleasantly, like he's not trying to shove eiden down flat in the first place,]
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