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[stayb100ponyboy]

Characters: Equius, Gamzee, Wataru, maybe others?
Location: Gamzee and Wataru's hive house
Time: Early morning, after this entry
Style: Any
Status: Semi-closed; if you happen to be hanging around the hive anyway, feel free to pop in

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[faygot]

Hope so. Shit, this is the only fuckin' face I all up got, you know?

[He grins at him a little --is he trying to cheer him up with stupid jokes? he might very well be-- before his grin falls again. He really doesn't like how Equius keeps not looking at him, but he also doesn't like the look of Equius' face. Looks like it hurts. And shit, he wants to know what happened to his bro, but he really can't be pushing here, can he?]

Hey, wait right here, yeah?

[He doesn't really give Equius the time to respond before he is up again and back into the house. He's back within a few minutes, carrying a towel for the blood and a bag of frozen peas (which are in fact, a human earth vegetable, and not some type of small grub eggs like Gamzee first thought) Gamzee is not exactly skilled at first aid here, but Wataru once held ice to his face when he had accidentally knocked it into the door, so he was guessing the principle was more or less the same. Hopefully]

Here. This shit will done get it feelin' a bit better, okay?

[He shuffles close again, close as he can get to Equius with him still curled up in a small ball of b100 blue troll, holding the ice cold bag against the swollen side of his face]

oh god, Gamzee, y u so sweet?

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius gasps when the cold bag touches his face, but the Highblood is right; that does make it feel better.

With his face hurting a bit less, Equius is suddenly aware of how uncomfortable the rest of him is, all bunched up like this. Carefully, always cognizant of the other troll's proximity, he unfolds himself into a more natural, slightly more relaxed position, his limbs creaking like he's aged one hundred sweeps as he rearranges them.

He makes no movement to take the cold bag himself, though.]

Thank you. That does help.

[Is there a bag of frozen grub eggs for his heart too, Highblood?]

cause he looooves him. i mean everyone. yeah, he loves everyone

[faygot]

[And Gamzee is quite content to keep holding the bag of frozen peas to his face. It's what you do for a friend, right]

Got any other motherfuckin' spots that are all like sore being and shit? Cause I'm telling you, bro, we got a whole thermal hull full of this shit that I could be packin' on you if needed be.

welp, it's pretty obvious where Equius stands on this particular issue.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius surprises himself by making a rumbling noise that, while it's not laughter, not by a long shot, isn't exactly a sound of despair either. It's caught somewhere between the two poles.]

Everything hurts. I feel like I got trampled by a herd of wild hoofbeasts.

Gotta ask his wataralusus for permission first

[faygot]

I think...

[He starts, then quiets, looking at Equius. That is really not a nice sound. Could be worse, he guesses, but definitely could be a whole lot better too. He wants it to sound a whole lot better.]

I think we're gonna need more motherfuckin' peas.

Dear Wataru Human, I have nought but the best intentions towards your moirail...

[stayb100ponyboy]

Maybe.

[He doesn't deserve the one bag he's got so far, what makes you think he's worth any more?

Deep, gut-wrenching sigh.]

(if by best you mean lewd, sure)

[faygot]

[Gamzee can't exactly miss a sigh that deep. Kinda reminds him of the moods Wataru gets into when he screws up a little and just turns into a little motherfuckin' rain cloud.]

Hey bro, what's wrong? You ain't all usually so fuckin' down, right? I mean, I ain't not knowing here what happened, but I'm sure all the shit will be chill in the end.

no, best! best intentions!

[stayb100ponyboy]

It's not, though.

[Equius raises his head and looks at Gamzee, and it's not his patented Intense Stare(tm), but it's close. It's open and vulnerable and almost painful in its honesty.]

It's never going to be chill for me. Not the way I am.

[OOC: Just wanted to state, for the record, that I picture Equius as being the type who would get so caught up in being touched that he'd completely lose track of the finish line and be all "Oh, six hours of hugging and kissing? Okay, sounds great!" So Gamzee's innocence and virtue are safe with him. XDD ]

[faygot]

[Gamzee tilts his head slightly, his eyes calm and accepting of anything Equius is willing to tell him. And lets be fair here; Gamzee is pretty much of the opinion, everything will be okay in the end, so it is hard for him to imagine Equius having done anything that won't make things chill again.]

What all makes you say that?

[ooc: Oh, so it is Equius' innocence and virtue we have to worry about here. Thank god Nepeta is a shipper at least. And Gamzee has much of the same tendencies. Clearly best match-up.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius sighs again, then gestures to his face.]

You asked how this happened.

[He pauses for a moment, wrestling with the idea of actually telling this story.]

I... I met a teacher, here in Vatheon. He said he would be able to help me... that he could teach me to control my strength. We met this morning for our first session.

[He breaks eye contact again, looking down, ashamed.]

I almost killed him.

[OOC: Totally the best match-up. Why is this not canon, I ask you? WHY?!]

[faygot]

[... whoops. That was... pretty much, very much not good.]

But he didn't die, yeah? And he's gonna be all fuckin' fine again, right? And, shit, it is not like you were all meaning him to get hurt. Accidents happen.

[He plasters enough optimism in his voice that he hopes Equius will believe it at least.]

[ooc: Because Gamzee was more interested in strangling him, making off with the body, decapitating it, and he's probably playing head hand puppets now.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

No, he didn't die. And someone who knew him came by... she said that people like him--meisters?--have accelerated healing... but...

[He struggles to put this into words.]

Accidents happen, yes. But they happen all the time when I'm around. Sometimes I think... I think that it's only a matter of time before I kill someone I care about. Nepeta or John or...

[You.]

[OOC: well, jeesh, when you put it like that... although the thought of head hand puppets is a lot funnier than it should be.]

[faygot]

[Ah, that is a feeling that is pretty familiar to Gamzee. Though he usually tries to drown it out by keeping his attention on everything else, sheer bull-headed optimism and some choice pies, it does still creep up on him sometimes. Especially at night when he is all alone.]

... Yeah, I get that. But that all up don't mean you gotta stop trying and shit, yeah? Like, chika done is your fuckin' moirail, you know. I bet she'd be falling down all kinds of motherfuckin' worries if you'd be hiding away from her. And if John is all like you bro and shit, I'm thinking he'd be worried too.

... I'd be.

[ooc: Finally Gamzee has some friends that won't ever leave him. Who cares if they are just heads and corpses.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Nepeta probably would be worried, once she stopped pouncing all over her disgusting blind matesprit and realized he was gone. John might be; Equius wasn't sure if the two of them were bros or not. But his ears definitely perked up when the Highblood said that he would be worried.

Slowly, some of the tension bled out of his shoulders, along with some of the ugly, negative thoughts that had been swirling through his think pan. He glanced up again and tried to meet the Highblood's eyes.]

Thank you.

[Hesitantly, moving as slowly as he could, he raised one hand and took the bag of peas, his fingers brushing across the Highblood's. When he touched it, he realized that the bag wasn't quite so cold anymore, and that it was sending icy water trickling down the side of his neck.]

I think I melted your bag.

[faygot]

[Gamzee stares at the bag for a moment, wide-eyed and impressed. No, he actually does know that ice melts into water, but it is still pretty miraculous to him each time it happens. Like how does the ice decided to do it, man? must be the cold. Like, when they are all cold, all the little water drops cuddlepile together and become ice. And then when it is hot again, they let go, cause man, you ever cuddlepiled when it is hot? Yeah, it gets warm.

Wait. woah. head going off the track there.

He blinks, before he glances up at Equius. What was he doing-- right!]

Not a motherfuckin' problem, bro. You wanna all come inside and chill? I can get you more fuckin' ice, no problem.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Carefully, Equius hands back the sodden, now vaguely luke-warm bag.]

I should be leaving. I have to... clean up, and I've taken enough of your time.