Accidental video

[stayb100ponyboy]

[The SFC feed clicks on, showing a small, darkish bedroom and someone wrapped in blankets like a cocoon, completely swaddled and hidden. The feed rolls cheerfully along for a moment or two, until the blankets shift, falling away as the person under them props himself up on one elbow, his back to the camera. Even without seeing his face, it's

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[Video; 1/2]

[faygot]

[Oh, yeah. The curse is over, huh? Man, Equius looks so down. It's like a stab to the chest.

Clearly Something Need To Be Done. (capitals and everything)]

[Video; 2/2]

[faygot]

Hey, bro. You be all lookin' like you up and need some motherfuckin' bandaids for that. I'll bring some, yeah?

[Cause he is so coming over. Is that even a question?]

Video; filtered for angst

[stayb100ponyboy]

You... you saw that?

[Great. Just great. That means everyone on the network probably saw it.]

If you want to, that would be appreciated.

Video; filtered; Real men angst in public

[faygot]

I guess I did, yeah. So, all be tellin' a brother where he needs to get his fuckin' nook to, aight?

Video; filtered; Real men don't angst at all

[stayb100ponyboy]

I live in the small building behind the abandoned warehouse.

Video; filtered; They do. And they cry dramatic single tears

[faygot]

Aight. I think I can all like to be finding where that's at. I'll be there real soon, okay?

Video; filtered; not on Alternia they don't

[stayb100ponyboy]

Okay. The door's open, just let yourself in.

[A short pause, like he wants to say something more, and then...]

Thank you.

[Quickly shutting off the SFC now to hide all this emotion that's floating around the room.]

Video; filtered; On Alternia they tableflip

[faygot]

[He shuts off his SFC as well, before he quickly writes Wataru a note and grabs the bandaids. And all in all it doesn't take him that long to get there. Maybe a little bit longer than the average person, but quickly for him.

Pushing the door open, he pokes his head in, smiling cheerfully despite the situation.]

Hey, bro. Brought you something to get them motherfuckin' prongs of ya to stop gettin' their bleed on.

Video; filtered; or punch robots

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius hasn't even bothered to get out of bed; add "terrible host" to his list of faults. Fortunately, his hive is basically one room, and it should be pretty easy for Gamzee to recognize that the lump of blankets on the bed is Equius.]

Don't step on the glass on the floor.

[His voice is flat and dead-sounding.]

Action; or get high

[faygot]

[Well, he is wearing his sneakers, but they aren't exactly that thick-soled. He shuffled close as he can, where he knows for sure there is no glass.

He eyes the floor.

He eyes the bed.

The floor again.

A decision!]

Motherfuckin' incoming!

[And he jumps, easily clearing the glass on the floor and landing on the bed.

Action;

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius hears Gamzee leave the floor when he jumps, and he just has enough time to completely relax all his muscles before the other troll slams onto the bed. The bed that really is only big enough for one body at a time, meaning that Gamzee completely collides with Equius, shoving him slightly to one side. When he's relaxed like this, he's movable; Nepeta can attest to that.]

Be careful, Highblood!

[You almost didn't give him enough time to relax, and that would have been like diving into the side of a mountain. He could have hurt you, and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he did that.]

Action;

[faygot]

[Oh please. Gamzee is a great lot of things, but a thinker and a strategist that remembers his actions have consequences is not one of them. Besides, he has that unfortunate thing where he completely trusts Equius not to hurt him.]

Relax. Don't ya worry about me, bro.

Action;

[stayb100ponyboy]

[If only Equius could share that trust.]

I didn't hurt you, did I?

[Never mind that the other troll has him completely pinned down; the way Gamzee landed, Equius is terrified to move for fear of hurting him, so he just lays on the bed, limp and unresisting, with Gamzee sprawled out on top of him.]

Action;

[faygot]

You never hurt me.

[Gamzee lounges comfortably for a moment more, before he remembers what he came for in the first place, pushing up. He shuffles backwards until he finds a patch of bed not taken up by Equius, folding his legs comfortably underneath him.]

Here. Fuckin' lemme see your hands.

Action;

[stayb100ponyboy]

[After the Highblood sits up and gets off him--and Equius tries hard to ignore that little twinge in his chest when the contact is severed--Equius sits up, the blankets pooling in his lap. Tentatively, gingerly, he offers the other troll his hands, taking great pains to keep them as limp and safe as possible.]

The bleeding has already stopped... mostly, at least.

[And now you'll realize why he normally wears gloves all the time, Highblood; his palms and the sides of his hands are crisscrossed with hundreds of short, jagged scars. The reminders of many, many glasses held and shattered.]

Action;

[faygot]

[He notes the scars, but he's not going to comment on them. Doesn't really seem like what his brother needs right now.]

Just in case then. So you ain't gonna be going around and opening those motherfuckers all up again. Besides, there ain't not all no fuckin' way you are not gonna feel jazzed with these, okay?

[He smiles before he digs the box of bandaids out of his pocket. He pours out the bandaids on his lap, and well, they sure are colourful. All the colours of the motherfuckin' rainbow. Because Wataru is the best at shopping.

Digging through the pile for a moment, Gamzee searches for a blue one. When he finds on, he turns to Equius' hands. He blows a little bit of air over his skin, making sure it is clear, before he sticks the bright blue bandages over one of the little cuts. And onto the next!]