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Who: eren + people
When: february
Where: aefenglom, dorchacht, respective wildes
What: a catch-all for closed starters! hmu on discord @owlie#3609,![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
liberos or eren’s plotting comment if you’re interest in doing something!
Warnings: n/a, will updated where needed.
“eren let me see what you have” “a knife” “no!!!!!!!!!!”
When: february
Where: aefenglom, dorchacht, respective wildes
What: a catch-all for closed starters! hmu on discord @owlie#3609,
Warnings: n/a, will updated where needed.
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It’s the other way around.
[ she had wanted to reunite, not him— and eren made it certain that he didn’t reciprocate. he tore the idea apart and spat it back to her. eren . . . sighs, though, leaning back with a bit of a more relaxed slump in his shoulders. pulling his hood down and carefully removing each horn from its hole. he tries his best to hide it, but deep there, in very expressive eyes, he tells more of a story than his lack of explanation does. ]
But I know she will. [ he couldn’t hide forever and when she did decide to come after him, if she did— she would. honestly, the thought scares him. it means he didn’t do things correctly. it means she’d still be in grave danger. it’d mean that she’d have the same capacity back home, and—
she couldn’t. nothing could stop him now, wasn’t it? ]
I just won’t facilitate.
[ he doesn’t think he has it in him anymore to break her again. his rationale says he must if need be but his heart couldn’t keep up in the way it had already shattered. ]
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[ is it. the other way around. . . ? mettaton puzzles over this. mikasa... wants eren. but eren... wouldn't reciprocate?
then why follow her... mettaton's screen is a mess of red and yellow, and he even emits a soft disagreeing sound like a floppy drive struggling to do its job like 20 years later. no, he simply doesn't buy it. if eren claims that it's the other way around, okay, but that means that there's more to the story than just not reciprocating.
something found in his eyes, maybe. in that sigh. it's complicated. for some reason, he feels reciprocating her desire to see him is impossible? (truly... love...)
mettaton raises a finger. ]
I HOPE YOU BOTH COME TO DISCOVER HAPPINESS, THEN. [ that finger rests against his "cheek", or what the equivalent might be. ] BOTH OF YOU SHARE A LOOK OF DISTANCE. A SORROW. WELL. ...WHO KNOWS WHAT COULD HAPPEN?
[ aefenglom is captivity, but it is also a sort of liberation from circumstance, as he's said to others before. whatever the hang-ups are, maybe it could be different here. ]
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[ he’s not sure . . . what that means, not that it confused him but what was happiness?. that scenery is what made him go and move and fight, but zeke was right about one thing. how much of it did he truly comprehend? how much of not having the full picture would favor him, how much of it wouldn’t? would there really be happiness in the end—?
he hoped so, but eren had been far too deep into his motion to pull back and think otherwise. it was ride or die, and this time they had here— it was only a temporary pause. eren raises himself from the table, wanting to move, possibly to more crowded places to keep his mind light even if it felt impossible with all of this bubbling up again. not mettaton’s fault, obviously, but. he just needed to move, placing what he owed for the tea in the middle of the table and clattering his chair back into it. ]
Thanks for the thought.
[ even though sorrow won’t go away anytime soon. ]
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looking that upset about it, that distant, and... following her around. yeah.
mettaton offers him a heart on his screen as he, too, backs from the table. ]
IF EVER YOU NEED HELP, ON THIS MATTER. I'D BE GLAD TO DO ASSIST. SO LONG AS IT IS IN BOTH OF YOUR INTERESTS.
[ nothing that would ultimately hurt mikasa, that's for sure! relationships hurt, they do; no reward without risk, after all. so he's not going to give that cliche line of "i refuse to hurt her," because love hurts, feelings hurt, relationships hurt, but the reward exists. so expressing that he'd do what's in their interests sounds better to him. ]
AND... TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, DARLING. TREAT YOURSELF TO SOMETHING OTHER THAN SOME IDLE TEA!!
[ intentional treat, not treat-out-of-convenience-so-i-can-watch-mikasa. ]
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it’s still day, though. he has some work to do with his notebook, maybe some snooping around himself, and preparing for future expeditions. in his head. count his knives. do something to keep his mind occupied, preferably something that was productive. ]
Whiskey, then.
[ whiskey in the middle of the fucking day, yes. his problems are dire and he needs to relax the edge in his shoulders just enough to actually be productive. his almost emerald eyes are lusterless, and he moves forward, without complaints, and just a simple wave. whatever it took to keep going, he’d do it. no questions asked.
even if it meant emotionally stress drinking. humans sure do have strange ways to cope. ]
See you, Mettaton.
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IF I EVER FIND YOU BEYOND YOUR SENSES... I'M TAKING YOU HOME! WITH ME!! PRACTICE SOME SELF-RESTRAINT... OR, DON'T. AHAHAHA!
[ *THREATENING, THREATENING* with a heart on his screen? mettaton?? (he's thinking about his talons again...) but mettaton isn't a champion of avoiding addictive tendencies, since he's the indulgent type. go have a drink or five, whatever works for your lovesick heart, eren. ]
ENJOY YOUR WHISKEY, EREN-DARLING. [ how very human of him indeed. ]