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Thorondir: *clings to Mouth and looks cute*
Mouth: ¬.¬ Sorry.
Thorondir: what?
Mouth: Have been ordered to bring you back.
Thorondir: *BITE*
Mouth: *winces* Have also gotten something of a cease and desist reminder from Ioreth and since she is your creator and guardian - I'm going to honor it.
Thorondir: ...okay, running away to Mordor to join the orcs now
Mouth: On what might be an up side...I'm your guardian now...not Trotter...
Thorondir: ...nope, still going off to the orcs
Mouth: Take my word for it. Orcs are terrible horrible creatures to live with
Thorondir: Sounds familiar
Mouth: It's okay. You can hate me. Still want the best for you though.
Thorondir: I was never going to fucking succeed, was I? >.<
Mouth: *looks down*
masked incognita: that is and it amuses me.
Thorondir: *sighs* I'm going to have to get used to this o.o no one likes me all that much
Mouth: You don't get it do you? I'm bothering because I DO love you...like a nephew...like a friend.
Thorondir: o.o I don't want to be your damn nephew
TakaCrantz: and that's the 'smacked in the face with a shovel' look
Mouth: I'm sorry...that's just how it is.
Thorondir: that's not fair. You SAID...
Mouth: I said I wanted you. But I was out of line and we so rarely get what we want. That's life.
Thorondir: yeah, but usually you don't get told repeatedly you'll get it before it gets taken away
Mouth: Twice as opposed to how many hundred times I told you no.
Thorondir: then you should have just kept saying no
Mouth: You're right. I should've.
Thorondir: *hits* >.< not FAIR
Mouth: *winces a little but doesn't move* You're right. It isn't fair. I'm sorry.
Thorondir: You weren't supposed to turn around and decide you wanted to treat me like some kid relative!
Mouth: Again, you have a right to be upset with me.
Thorondir: ;_;
Mouth: *presses lips together and looks down* I'm sorry.
Thorondir: no you aren't.
Mouth: I am. I knew I should've handled this situation differently but I was afraid of hurting you...
Thorondir: then why are you doing this, then?
Mouth: Anything I do now will hurt you. I'm picking the lesser of the pains for you because I don't want to see you self destruct.
Thorondir: why didn't you just tell her no?
Mouth: Because I respect her and I thought my way of bringing you back would be gentler than her way.
Thorondir: *curls up against Mouth* wish Erendis hadn't got stopped that other time, then.
Mouth: What?
Mouth: *Holds Thorondir* But I'm still glad you survived.
Thorondir: bah. You keep changing your mind, it doesn't matter
Mouth: Haven't changed my mind. We're going back now. *teleports back to the lab*
Thorondir: ...*makes a go for the door*
Mouth: *makes a barrier of solid air in the doorway*
Thorondir: *pushes at it*
Mouth: I'm sorry but I can't allow you to leave.
Thorondir: *throws himself against it*
Mouth: You won't be able to get through. *sinks into a chair*
Thorondir: maybe I can break my neck or something on it
Mouth: Here. No more talk of suicide right now. Do you want some orange juice?
Thorondir: no
Mouth: Fine. *pours a glass for himself* You might not have to stay here forever you know.
Thorondir: don't care. You said you'd help me leave
Mouth: And I did...and I still will when I can be sure you'll survive the leaving.
Thorondir: What makes you think I wouldn't? Just dump me in the woods
Mouth: Ioreth still has chips in your head right? She could still kill you at a distance right? Voila - you'd end up right back here.
Thorondir: ...shut up
Mouth: I saved you a painful death...could be a little grateful.
Thorondir: I'm not
Mouth: Alright.
Thorondir: *sits down by the barrier and mopes*
Mouth: I think I'm going to take you back to your own room now.
Thorondir: *refuses to move*
Mouth: Please get up Thorondir. ...Or I'll have to find alternate ways of making you move.
Thorondir: *shrugs*
Mouth: *considers* Fine stay there. Or you can have my bed if you want.
Thorondir: *glares*
Mouth: No? Okay *lays down on the bed and goes to sleep*
Thorondir: *curls up by the door*
Thorondir: *sniffles*
Mouth: ¬.¬ *gives him a blanket and a pillow*
Thorondir: *curls up more*
Mouth: *covers him with the blanket and then goes back to bed.*
Thorondir: *little cloud of gloom*
Mouth: ...is there anything else I can get you?
Thorondir: don't know. my mood from earlier when you first said: "here. you're out of the lab and you can go wherever you want to next"
Thorondir: maybe that
masked incognita: I think you'll have to wait until you're an adult for that.
Thorondir: What's adult age?
Mouth: 18 -23 ...varies
Thorondir: *makes a whimpering noise and curls up more*
Mouth: It's not that long...only three to six years
Thorondir: that's forever
Mouth: You'll have hundreds more forevers to enjoy it with your lifespan.
Thorondir: it's three years at the least! I haven't even been alive a fucking year yet
Mouth: Right but even if you live an average human lifespan of 90 years...you still have lots of time to be an adult. Enjoy where you are right now
Thorondir: I can't do anything like this
Mouth: You can. You'll survive and you'll be happier for it.
Thorondir: o.o you know, if it's 'such a short time' what's the big difference with doing whatever right now then?
Mouth: ...that was rather my thinking prior to talking to Ioreth but I guess it all boils down to the fact that you're not an adult yet.
Thorondir: what major difference is three years going to make?
Mouth: ...you're right. I should've had the common sense to wait until you were at least 28 mentally. That way I could be certain I wasn't taking unfair advantage of you.
Thorondir: ...
Thorondir: argh
Mouth: But even then...I really do love Ioreth.
Thorondir: *...tugs the blanket over his head*
Mouth: You just can't grasp the idea that I *like* you very much without sex.
Thorondir: that's not what I want, though
Mouth: It could be. For all you know I could be terrible...
Thorondir: I'm not sure if I could tell
Mouth: *shrugs and shift in bed to get comfortable* Sorry.
Thorondir: you still said...
Thorondir: *sighs* *scurries over to the bed and peeks over*
Mouth: I said?
Thorondir: Just not fair. You said you would then you said you wouldn't
Mouth: I said I wanted to...there's a difference
Thorondir: No. You said you'd do what I wanted. The wanted to thing happened after that.
Mouth: ...ah. Right. Well, I'm really no better than Trotter so go ahead and hate me.
Thorondir: I'm getting there
Mouth: ;_; I just wanted you to come back. That's all.
Thorondir: *rests his head on the edge of Mouth's bed* Am I kicked out?
Mouth: *closes eyes* You can have the bed if you want...but I'll have to take the floor.
Thorondir: Why?
Mouth: Because I don't entirely trust myself with you.
Thorondir: *sighs and climbs in and gets a grip on Mouth's arm*
Mouth: *tries to pull away* I'm serious Thorondir. I'm not going to have sex with you and I've led you on too long.
Thorondir: I'm just sleeping.
Mouth: That's fine but I'm just sleeping on the floor.
Thorondir: Sort of defeats the purpose of wanting to stay in here if you do that
Mouth: *ruffles Thorondir's hair* The bed's more comfortable anyways. *curls up on the floor*
Thorondir: *sighs and follows*
Mouth: *sigh* I hoped I didn't have to do this teleported too much today...oh well. *Sticks himself to the ceiling*
Thorondir: *stares*
Mouth: Right so get comfortable and go to sleep Thorondir. See you in the morning.
Thorondir: >.<
Thorondir: What'd I do now?
Mouth: You really didn't do anything. I just can't sleep with you any more...
Thorondir: Why? Going to ravish me in my sleep?
Mouth: No...thought I wouldn't put it past you.
Thorondir: To be ravished in my sleep? What?
Mouth: Nevermind. It just isn't proper.
Thorondir: *stares*
Mouth: Yes?
Thorondir: bah
Thorondir: Well. Since I don't have to consider you much anymore, might as well get comfortable. *climbs back into the bed and starts pulling off his shirt*
Mouth: o.o er...could you just maybe keep your clothes on?
Thorondir: *ignores and moves onto the next item of clothing*
Thorondir: *looks up at Mouth* yes?
Mouth: ... I think I'm going to go sleep outside...mabye in the kitchen. *jumps off the ceiling*
Thorondir: *tackle*
Mouth: >.< No. Bad Thorondir. Off now.
Thorondir: Why? *rests on top of Mouth*
Mouth: o.o Because I asked you to?
Thorondir: I'm thinking I'd be a lot happier if I just ignored everything that came out of your mouth
Mouth: Because I'm still not binding you with air out of respect for your wishes...
Thorondir: Can I make another wish?
Mouth: Because I love Ioreth and she disapproves.
Thorondir: *sighs* I'm not trying to compromise your fucking virtue or that bitch's opinion of you
Mouth: Really?
Thorondir: I just like sleeping with someone. It's comfortable.
Mouth: ...okay. *swallows* But only until next Friday.
Thorondir: What happens next friday?
Mouth: I try to fix things with Ioreth.
Thorondir: ah
Mouth: Yeah. Will have been one month.
Thorondir: Whatever. Are you going to bolt again?
Mouth: Bolt?
Thorondir: Sleep in the kitchen? Sticking to the roof?
Mouth: ...depends entirely if you give me a reason to.
Thorondir: I don't snore, do I?
Mouth: Not that I've noticed...although that one night you had a nightmare you nearly pulled an entire fistful of hair out ¬.¬
Thorondir: *eyedart*
Mouth: Going to have bald spots if I keep sleeping with you.
Thorondir: ...sorry o.o
Mouth: It's okay
Thorondir: *gets off Mouth and scurries back into the bed*
Mouth: Must've been a bad dream...I don't think you even properly woke up until I started prying your hand out of my head. *crawls in next to Thorondir*
Thorondir: No comment. *curls up around Mouth*
Mouth: Fine. *yawn* I won't pry.
Thorondir: *nuzzles and closes his eyes*
Mouth: *bites lip a bit and thinks awhile before drifting off to sleep*
So. Obviously I wore him down by promising to stay away from his precious virtue. Because a fucking teenager is such a threat to a big scary old magician ¬.¬
all I ask out of this is that he stay with the same statement for more then ten minutes.
"Sure. Anything you want"
"Sorry, changed my mind"
"Wait, no, I want to again"
"Well, it's the funniest thing..."
>.<
Okay, time to stop complaining. I managed the bed after all. And I guess the curled up with someone warm part is a bit better than having to deal with that annoying sticky stuff that I thought was supposed to come before it. So.
He keeps making these weird noises in his sleep and when I wake him up he says they're nightmares and he won't tell me about what ¬.¬ then he re-notices I still haven't gotten dressed and has a little panic attack. Then he sleeps.
Rinse, repeat.
I really really need a hobby.