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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]

[Equius is pretty lucky Gamzee hears him at all. Normally he spends his nights curled up next to Wataru, listening to the music blare on his little iGrub, but this night he had turned it off for some reason. It is likely nothing more than a coincidence, but Gamzee'd probably say it is a miracle

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius hears someone exit the hive and come out of the porch, and he feels the boards creak a little under their weight, but he doesn't know if it's the Highblood or Wataru Human until he speaks. And when he recognizes the Highblood's voice, he cringes and tries to curl tighter into himself, gasping out loud when he jars one of his injured ribs.

This was a bad idea.

Why is he even here? He doesn't want the Highblood seeing him this way--he doesn't want anyone seeing him this way--but especially not the Highblood.

Still not looking at the other troll, his right hand creeps up towards his broken horn and clamps down on it. There's nothing erotic about the gesture; this is something meant to cause pain.]

[faygot]

[Welp. Shifting his weight a little until he's crouched more steadily --falling over at this point would just be vastly unhelpful-- he then reaches up to pluck at Equius' fingers. He can't get him to let go, not with how strong Equius is, but maybe the small prodding will convince him not to hurt himself.]

aww, hey, come on now, brother. Ain't no need to be doing any of that motherfuckin' shit. Just all like open up a little, yeah, and tell me why you came here, my brother. I won't judge.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[The Highblood's gesture works, but probably not for the reason he thinks it does. At the touch of the other troll's fingers, Equius freezes; hurting the Highblood would just be the whipped cream on the shit sundae that has been his morning. He doesn't lower his hand, however.

The Highblood might not judge, but Equius is sure as hell judging himself right now. He keeps his eyes downcast, but his shoulders start trembling. Just a little.]