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[usurpers]

Who: eren + people
When: february
Where: aefenglom, dorchacht, respective wildes
What: a catch-all for closed starters! hmu on discord @owlie#3609, 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!!!!!!!!!!”

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[usurpers]

—Sure.

[ 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. ]

[metalcrusher]

[ of course eren would focus on his pursuits... when mettaton meant strictly happiness found with mikasa, as happiness takes on many shades. one could be dissatisfied with life and circumstance, yet find somebody's company somewhere where they could find solace. and no matter what eren tells mettaton, he's decided that mikasa has significance to him somehow. even if she's the one harboring feelings, and he's the one turning her away.

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. ]

[usurpers]

[ the truth is, mettaton is a grade-a sleuth and can smell love across continents. eren jaeger can’t hide (even though he hadn’t lied— interpretation, and all of that).

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.

[metalcrusher]

[ the robot returns the wave with a call out to him in finality. can mettaton ever not get the last word in? ]

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. ]