who ;
timeturntable,
featheryasshole,
heterochromiia, and
cuttlefishcull. Possibly
puppetfetishist at sporadic intervals?
what ; The trolls have received an invite to Casa del Strider, for protection and hellaciousness.
where ; Casa del Strider
when ; Just after
this thread.
warning(s) ; None so far, except for incessant cursing.
(
its a goddamn party at chez strider and wow looks like you got the last seats )
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Had Feferi and Sollux really gone home, only to get dragged back to the station? What if Fef was right about the station being an afterlife of sorts? There were far too many questions and no answers in sight.
Well, maybe he'd discuss it with Feferi if she still wanted to have that talk he'd promised.
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Sollux should have expected that. After the things that had happened neither of them seemed to want to do more than hold on to each other. He'd been terrified that he would wake up and find Feferi gone.
After a while he'd stopped trying to sleep, and then Dave had made him that offer. Well. Okay then. That worked. He wasn't sure if they'd left enough of a trail for Eridan to follow, even if he'd been as careful as he could when he wasn't that collected, so it was better to find another hideout to lie low in for the moment, wasn't it?
Besides. Dave reminded him a little of Karkat, and with his best friend gone he needed someone to bro with after all of this had happened.
So here they were at Casa del Strider, and here he was knocking on the door, looking around anxiously as he waited for one of said Striders to open it.
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She stayed pretty close to Sollux, and probably would for a while. "Terezi will be ok, right?"
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It's cool. I got this. It's cool.
He really shouldn't do this to himself. They weren't his kid. Kids. Whatever. They were some weird alien douches from another session and fuck if he was gonna be father to all of them. Bad enough having to take care of one kid. Bad enough having to be guardian to four.
But he couldn't help it. Aloof ironic douchenozzle though he made himself out to be, he cared. And caring meant that when they started murdering each other it tore him up inside.
He breathed, and then a few minutes later the coolkid persona was back. Glasses back on his face, everything was totally motherfuckin chill around here. This shit was fuckin Quebec in January levels of absolute chill is what it was.
He was already opening the door by the second knock.
"Sup," he said.
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"Yo," he called out, not bothering to drop his voice until he was a little closer. "What gives?"
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His shoulders had started shaking. "I'm a fucking fuckup and I'm trying really hard not to lothe it here. I gueth. That'th all."
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"Okay, look, just. Calm the fuck down, alright? Because I seriously am going to flip off the fucking handle if you get all weepy on me here." This was not very effective damage control, Dave rapidly realized. "Seriously. Take a deep fucking breath or something."
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Sollux was ranting, yes, but he was in a state of panic and confusion and complete guilt right about now, he just couldn't think of what to do....
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