I know you, I walked with you

[puffin_magic]

Who: Valdi, Raivis, Loto, Toris, Zhi (OPEN to all Deadbros)
What: Deadbro party Something so simple as picking up a parcel turns into complete chaos
Where: Charleston Lobby
When: Sunday 7th November
Rating: M for Moe. Lots of it.

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[man_nav_naudas]

Raivis wasn't quite sure why it was he had taken to Walking. Not a lower case 'w' affair, that action, because it really was something to be emphasized. Something he generally did not do because it was seemingly, for all intents and purposes, a great waste of time if one did not have a valid reason for needing to move about.

Yet.

And yet there he was leaving the office promptly at three-thirty, briskly strolling through the city with a purpose he did not actually possess. There was no point in an extended walk through Liberty- he had a manuscript to write, an overworked Eduard and a husband to make dinner for, plant watering to be done and a guinea pig to feed. With no companion at his side, it was certainly not for socialization purposes. What prompted him to take the long route home, what put the spring into his steps, he wondered and pondered and struggled to decipher but in the end, simply could not.

For a reason he did not entirely comprehend, he was feeling invigorated. Spontaneous

[puffin_magic]

There was an almost inaudible beep as the automatic doors of the Charleston slid open, and Valdi raised his head in the hope that maybe, just maybe, the Receptionist had returned.

What he saw, however, was far more unsettling than that, and for reasons he couldn't- no - didn't want to understand.

For a moment he said nothing, watching in awe as the Latvian made his way across the room, mind reeling, searching for an appropriate response.
"R-Raivis!"
He stood, faltered, and then slipped his phone away to address the other boy.

Silence again.
What do I say now?
Afterall, how were you meant to approach someone, when you had just envisioned their death?

Valdi shook it off. It was just a dream; Raivis knew nothing of it and, as the day dragged on, soon neither would he.
He forced a smile, trying to suppress what must have been a one-sided, uncomfortable feeling.
It was just a dream

"What are you doing here?"

Are you ready for this Clash of the Moe, murder buddy?

[man_nav_naudas]

Or Raivis could have been utterly wrong and did, in fact, look spectacularly conspicuous in this building he couldn't quite shake he belonged in just as much as his home. Because Toris lived there, he reminded himself. Because other individuals he knew resided in the upper levels.

Each behind marked doors. Most with partners.

Partners. PartnerHe twitched. Valdi's voice came as an accusation rather than a heralding, booming in his ear and though the sound had not been emitted loudly, it struck him like a gunshot

So moe the Charleston will melt around /awkward turtles

[puffin_magic]

"I'm sharing a room with my bro- uh...Sindre."
This time the smile was more natural, as he gradually became comfortable with the situation.
Raivis was not dead, he was not dying, and the world was as it should be.

"It seems everyone lives here, huh."
However at that thought Valdi seemed to pale slightly, inhaling deeply and looking anywhere but his companion.
G-Great. He probably thinks I'm mental now.

Why was it so hard to have a normal conversation? Why was it, that out of everyone that could've, should've entered the Charleston Lobby, it had to be Raivis.
Valdi shook his head, trying to clear it of unwanted thoughts and images.

"I don't think I've met your cousin.."

SPEAK OF THE DEVIL, HERE I COME.

[toris_tori]

Feeling much better than he had when he'd woken up a few hours early in a panic and calling Raivis in said panic, Toris walked out his apartment door, putting his key in his pocket and his phone in the other, starting to head down the stairs to meet up with Raivis

[man_nav_naudas]

They both started, Valdi and Raivis, flinching mid-movement; Raivis indicating the sofa so that they may sit, Valdi doing so casually. When their heads whipped in Toris's direction, their eyes notably widened and the small young man with the perpetual tremble took an instinctive step toward him. Chuckling, waving his cousin over for a proper introduction, he gave a narrow shoulder a firm, friendly pat with a nod to the watchful Icelander.

"Toris, Valdi Jónsson- Valdi Jónsson, Toris."

[toris_tori]

Tilting his head to the side carefully, trying to figure out where he'd seen the other boy before though it still seemed to be escaping him, and his smiled softly and held out his hand for the other to shake. "It's nice to meet you Valdi...I"m sorry but have we met before?" he couldn't stop himself from following up the greeting with a question since Valdi seemed so familiar.

AND WTFERY ENSUES

[firecracker_bao]

The sheer horror of the nightmare at dawn had slowly begun to fade, as did most of the dream itself save for faint memories of those terrible, graphic deaths-- especially his own. That aside, from the combined efforts of his brother fussing over him and the arrival of morning, Zhi had calmed down and everything seemed to be fine and normal, aside from maybe the sun seemingly shining brighter than he could recall. Even the birds seemed to sing sweeter that day, though maybe that was his sleep deprivation beginning to talk.

Of course, Zhi was relieved- immensely so- to be alive and well in his own house, but all the same, there was a strange, inexplicable feeling of claustrophobia that he just couldn't shake off; a need to be out in the open without walls surrounding him, and so with a reassuring word to his brother (yes gege, I'm fine; no gege, I'm not about to try and kill myself), he decided to head out for a breath of fresh air

I'm not doing this instead of math. What are you talking about? :|

[toris_tori]

But before he could get an answer from Valdi, the brunette heard another voice call his name, startling him. An unfamiliar but somehow so very familiar at the same time and he turned slightly away from the current conversation to see who it could be and froze at who he saw. His eyes, now as wide as they could possibly be without simply falling out of his head, scanned the other looking for...for what? Blood? Bruises? How could he find himself feeling so oddly protective over someone he hadn't even really met

and no, I'm not doing this instead of homework whatever gave you that idea h-haha..ha

[firecracker_bao]

The dismissing words or even the laugh Zhi had been expecting never arrived, but in the bemused silence that followed, in which he figured they were thinking something along the lines of what, was broken by what was definitely, unmistakably the sound of his own name, in that familiar but not familiar voice. Meeting the other’s gaze, he found his own shock reflected in them- there was the oddest feeling of déjà vu, that this was far from the first time he had seen his emotions mirrored in the green eyes. But he had never seen this person before, let alone make extended eye contact with. Or had he? Well, he had, in his dreams, but that wasn’t real life. Or maybe it was. Or maybe this wasn't real life. Or maybe it was.

By now, to say that Zhi was completely and utterly confused would be an understatement.

“W-wh-- how-- ...哈...?” A hand was dragged through his hair and he glanced at the floor, knowing that he’d only see their completely weirded out expressions on their faces if he didn’t. “Maybe 我还在 dreaming…” he muttered to himself,

hmmm Doing this before I fall asleep....that always ends well

[toris_tori]

He was no less confused than Zhi possibly even more so. What in the world had drove him to say that name? He'd remembered the boy vaguely when he'd woken up, though that'd been only for a second, and only since "meeting" him again did he remember his name. It was frightening, confusing and altogether and jarring experience. He forgot for a moment that Valdi and even Raivis were in the room at all as he stared in shock for a bit longer at this black-haired boy that seemed to miraculously appear out of his very nightmares. The powers above much have some sort of twisted humor to make this happen.

Confusion and fear turned to concern when he saw what his calling out of a certain name (how it seemed to be the right one was completely beyond him) had caused the other. Concern for his own sanity was thrown out the window and he stepped forward slightly, instincts taking over as he wanted to help him. Felt that he owed it to this half-stranger to try and help