Accidental video
Jun. 13th, 2011 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stayb100ponyboy[The SFC feed clicks on, showing a small, darkish bedroom and someone wrapped in blankets like a cocoon, completely swaddled and hidden. The feed rolls cheerfully along for a moment or two, until the blankets shift, falling away as the person under them props himself up on one elbow, his back to the camera. Even without seeing his face, it's pretty difficult to not recognize Equius Zahhak just by his size and broken horn alone.
He reaches out with one hand, fumbling for something on a small table on the other side of the bed. The camera catches just a glimpse of a glass full of water before it shatters in his grip, the breaking sound almost unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room.
Equius' shoulders roll forward, hunching in around his chest, and he appears to study his hand for a moment, watching a few trickles of blue blood run down his fingers, before he grunts and pulls the blankets back over his head. The blankets move around him as he curls into a ball and sighs, deeply, before he stops moving.
The feed keeps running for another couple of minutes before it cuts off.]
[OOC: backdated to before this thread, and the morning after the curse wears off.]
He reaches out with one hand, fumbling for something on a small table on the other side of the bed. The camera catches just a glimpse of a glass full of water before it shatters in his grip, the breaking sound almost unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room.
Equius' shoulders roll forward, hunching in around his chest, and he appears to study his hand for a moment, watching a few trickles of blue blood run down his fingers, before he grunts and pulls the blankets back over his head. The blankets move around him as he curls into a ball and sighs, deeply, before he stops moving.
The feed keeps running for another couple of minutes before it cuts off.]
[OOC: backdated to before this thread, and the morning after the curse wears off.]
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Action;
Date: 2011-06-15 02:49 am (UTC)The burritos are done. He opens the microwave, picks them up gingerly by the corner of their wrappers, and walks back to the bed. Sitting on the edge, being careful not to bump Gamzee's knees with his own, he offers him the burrito that got slightly less-squished in his STRONG grip.]
Here you are.
[Plates? What are plates? Plates are things that get broken if he even looks at them wrong, that's what plates are.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-15 01:31 pm (UTC)Thanks, bro.
[And now it is time to try and open the burrito contraption without either burning his fingers or making a mess of Equius' bed. Again.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-15 01:50 pm (UTC)[Equius rips open the packaging without any trouble--he's been eating a lot of these, okay, he knows how they work. He manages to take a bite and swallow before he notices that Gamzee is having trouble with his.]
Here, there's small tab near the top. Pull on that to open it, and then you can use the wrapper to protect your hand and still eat.
Action;
Date: 2011-06-15 02:44 pm (UTC)The world is so beautiful.
And Gamzee just staring at his burrito in rapt amazement? That is totally a thing now.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-15 10:49 pm (UTC)Once he's finished eating, though, he quietly clears his throat, hoping to get the other troll's attention.]
If you like those, I can show you where I got them.
Action;
Date: 2011-06-16 01:51 am (UTC)You be fuckin' meaning that, brother?
Action;
Date: 2011-06-16 04:04 am (UTC)[Equius gets off the bed, making its springs creak alarmingly, and goes to throw his own wrapper away. That done, he pulls a clean shirt out of the Shirt Pile (doing a valiant job of place-holding for the Robot Pile he intends to make later, and shrugs into it. After pulling on a pair of gloves over his bandaids, he's ready to go.
Or stay here. Or whatever.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-16 03:45 pm (UTC)[He finally pulls the tab on the wrapper on his burrito so he can start eating. Hey, making Equius happy is what he came here for. Even if the magic of microwavable burritos distracted him shortly from it.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 12:21 am (UTC)[Equius sits back on the bed, waiting patiently for the Highblood to finish his breakfast. Except now he has a problem. Those burritos have so much salt in them that he's thirsty again, and the only liquid in the house he can concievably drink is... the Faygo.
He eyes the bottle mistrustfully. At least it's half empty now and he could probably hold it himself without it overflowing.]
Would you... pass the Faygo, please?
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 01:04 am (UTC)holding out the bottle, he grins just a little teasingly.]
Got you diggin' the wicked motherfuckin' elixir, don't I?
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 01:23 am (UTC)I suppose so, yes.
[He takes the bottle and takes another tentative swig. Okay, when he's braced for the blast of sweetness and knows what to expect, it's not that bad. Not necessarily something he'd seek out, but not terrible either. And it makes the Highblood so happy to share it... well, he can indulge occasionally, he supposes.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 01:28 am (UTC)It's the motherfuckin' bomb. I ain't all get why you motherfuckers don't like drink this shit all the fuckin' time. I guess it tastes a lil' sweet bein', but it's good.
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 01:43 am (UTC)I think, if you warned people first about the sweetness, they might be more willing to try it.
[Because let's be honest, he's the first one to ever drink it twice, isn't he?]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 02:02 am (UTC)Gamzee happily accepts the bottle back, quickly drinking the last swig. His tongue flicks out for a moment to catch the last drop from the mouth of the bottle, before he captchalogues the empty container into his miracle modus. Can't litter!]
It ain't even that fuckin' sweet.
[Getting to understand how screwed up his taste buds are yet?]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 02:13 am (UTC)[All the tact, man, he has it.
Equius offers his ghost half-smile to the Highblood, then stands up again.]
Shall we? Let's go get you some burritos to take home.
Action;
Date: 2011-06-17 02:26 am (UTC)[Yeah, he is still talking about soda.
At that, he gets up though, still carefully avoiding the glass.]
Aight. Just lead the motherfuckin' way, my brother. Ah, can we all like to be stopping by the coral too? Ain't visited it yet.
Action; leeeet's do the TIME JUMP agaaaaain!
Date: 2011-06-17 04:13 am (UTC)We'll stop there first, then.
[And with Equius leading the way, they get to the coral with very little tomfoolery or distractions. Going places is Serious Business.]
Action; but it is the pelvic thrust that really drives you insaaane
Date: 2011-06-17 04:05 pm (UTC)When they get to the coral, Gamzee presses his hands against the coral, breathing in as it lights up. The mark on the back of his neck glows bright for a moment, as the magic of the coral replenishes his energy enough that he can keep going without sleep.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 01:00 am (UTC)Is doing that really as good as sleeping?
[Maybe not the most tactful question ever, but he's curious.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 01:23 am (UTC)[He pulls back, smiling at him.]
No fuckin' nightmares this way, yeah?
[He actually barely used to have dreams between the slime he was eating and the stuff he was sleeping in. But ever since that... incident? And the lowered slime dosages? Yeah, no good.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 01:43 am (UTC)Do you know how to get to the grocery store from here?
[He's not asking because he doesn't, but because there's not much point in taking the Highblood to get burritos if he can't find his way back.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 02:11 am (UTC)When Equius asks that, he just leans over, patting his arm for a moment.]
Done forget where it is all at? It's okay, brother. I get my fuckin' forget on all the time too.
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 02:16 am (UTC)It happens sometimes. Can you show me the way there?
[Now that the necessary coral ritual is finished, Equius is in much less of a hurry, and has no problem with the idea of just following the Highblood around Vatheon for awhile.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 02:32 am (UTC)Sure. Ain't no problem, bro.
[Gamzee turns and... surprisingly picks the right direction! He has been getting better at this. His memory might be bad, but even he can't forget roads he walks on nearly every day.]
Action;
Date: 2011-06-18 02:59 am (UTC)yes!Equius is perfectly content to walk with the Highblood, taking what is undoubtedly a longer, more meandering route to the grocery store than he would have taken himself. His mood, so dark this morning, has improved significantly. He still can't really explain how the Highblood does it, but he somehow almost always manages to make him feel better when he's down.]
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