redcladidealist: (Giving me a headache)
[Damn it, he doesn't want to talk to Eridan, but this needs to be said.]

Eridan, I know what I said before, but I need to clear something up. I don't pity you. At all. Especially not like that.

[He ends the call quickly.

Ugh, he really hopes that that's the end of that.]
redcladidealist: (Partial smile)
The dream starts off simply enough, with the figure of a glowering [livejournal.com profile] forevveraglub standing with arms crossed. The scenery around him is indistinct, perhaps a field or a forest. [livejournal.com profile] rainbowpalette, a girl, is standing in front of him. Neither one looks happy, but the girl is particularly upset. Eridan snaps something at Kanaya, who looks like she's almost in tears.

For a moment, the dream fuzzes and goes out of focus and...

You know what? This sort of dream is best represented with a series of horribly drawn MSPaint pics~ )
redcladidealist: (Giving me a headache)
[A letter. That's what Lloyd had come home to. A letter. A letter and a suddenly empty apartment, all of Zelos's things just... gone. Lloyd stands there, still numbly holding the letter. Things had been strained between them ever since he'd found out. Found out that Zelos was dead. And how. Why. But he hadn't seen this coming.

Moved out.

Gone.

His thoughts feel broken and stilted. Zelos was gone.

Squeezing his eyes shut, the teen drops heavily into a chair.]


Dammit...

[For a long time all he does is just sit there, too many emotions lodged in his throat and his head to manage anything else. Finally, he pulls his Dreamberry out. He probably looks as bad as he feels - guilty, miserable. Angry. - but he honestly doesn't care. He needs to say something, even if it's stupid and childish.]

Somebody hit Zelos when you see him.

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