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Eophit really needs a new matesprite /cough/
when you gain followers but everyone is to shy to rp with you and so you make an obvious post about it like 'lol rp with me you shy babies'
#eophit things #shyshipping #morgan bring back mel #do it #eophit doesnt like waiting #shes so tired of waiting #dont be a bitch mel
" You’re welcome."
Good, she’s back to normal just how you like it. You watch the both of them eat with a small hint of curiosity and interest. You rarely do see other trolls eat vegetables so willingly. You can feel how odd your staring must be so you break the contact with her and look down at her lusus.
" Did you? I’m not surprised since rabbits have such a high veggie diet. I’m glad that you know how to take proper care of your lusus since it truly pains me to see how trolls seem to neglect their lusus, or pets for that matter, diet."
You don’t mind giving praise to those under you especially when they have actually earned it. You lightly run your hand on the top of her lusus’s head and give it a soft rub. Ah~ how soft the fur was on your skin, especially now that you are completely die and able to appreciate the feel even more. You try and keep yourself from doing anything else that could pass you off as “weird” or whatever trolls call it now a days.
> You do catch him staring but are completely unaffected by it.You actually have no sense of personal space, at least your own. You and everything you owned used to be someone elses so how could you possibly know what its like to have personal space.The mood is casual and pleasant, you are not in trouble or being scolded so lingering gaze doesn't bother you.
"I spent a lot of time with my lusus when I was a wriggler. I wanted to learn all about her."
>Your lusus is meek and skittish in nature and also as a result of living with a certain someone. Feeling the gentle touch of the seadweller she leans into his touch reaching up and pawing at his wrist with her tiny paw hands. She nosed his fingers and palm, probably wanting more food. Typical rabbit, loves her carrots.
>You raise your eyebrows at the word “Stalking”. You knew he was hanging around, but was it really stalking???…no time to really think about that. Its all said and done and he’s here now with you. Your only problem is……he’s here now with you…
>Walking into a ball room with a lowblood to an exclusive Highblood Only party is quite the obstacle here. So putting your fingers to your chin you try to think of an idea, and starring down at your dress something catches your attention. >You’re wearing the perfect hiding spot! This god damned dress is practically a roof to a hive. You could sneak through the crowd and get the fuck out of here with him underneath your skirt. "Alu….I’ve got an idea………..and it’s pretty fucking stupid." >And you proceed to tell him of this brilliant idea.
>You look at her in disbelief, and then try to hold back a laugh. She was completely serious. You smear whatever make up residue off on your clothes and hold your chin.
"Wow you really want me to be under you, literally"
>You kneel down on one knee, looking up at her smirking. You keep your eyes on her as you lower your other knee and lower yourself further.
"I'm actually going to be crawling on my hands and knees under you for you. Write this down in the history books." You tease, though in reality you would probably do anything she asked or needed.
>Proceed to crawl under your matesprites stupidly large dress.
"Can you tell I'm under here?" Your voice is muffled by the layers of cloth but she can hear you.
She’s really proud of herself. She rolled this out and then sat on it, admiring it, for a really long time.
" Eophit Abelin. You may call me Junjin. No nicknames please just keep my full name.
You take notice in how she asks in between her speaking and your reply. She’s still rather shook up from everything but you’re feeling more relaxed seeing that she isn’t completely panicking anymore.
Her awkward smile throws you off a bit. What was she smiling at? It was probably out of nervousness you see it happen quite often in many different situations. The best thing for you to do is to seem trusting, try and put her in a sense of being safe or at least in no need of being so antsy. You pull a carrot of out of your fetch modus, you normally keep a couple of veggies in there in case of run in with beasts. You break it in half and hand one to her and point the other one down to her lusus.
" Eat something to calm your nerves."
>You are so surprised! Not many trolls carry veggies or even care they are in the world. You really appreciate him giving some to your lusus, and even some to you. You put your shovel away in your fetch modus and take the carrot.
"Thank you so much Highblo-- Junjin." You correct yourself. This means a lot to you. More than he probably realizes. To have the name of someone so high on the caste was a gift, otherwise you were taught to simple address them as high blood. It was something intimate, at least it was to you.
"I used to grow these." You take a chomp of the carrot.
Oh! This was not expected. You watch as her small body changed and became over thrown in a sense of fear and worry. You must have said a bit too much and frightened her but no worries. You’ve seen this happen quite often with your pets at home when you have your moment of anger. Even though she isn’t one of your pets, nor a beast for that matter, you can still find a way to bring her back down to her senses.
You slowly reach out and grab for her fallen shovel and stand back up to your feet. You tap the metal onto your bare knuckles to make a small tapping sound.
" Focus little one, you could be hurting your lusus. Slowly release your hand it is alright. I did not mean to frighten you in such a way I do apologize. "
You stop the tapping noise and bring the handle of the shovel back towards her.
" You should give me your name, both first and last before I loose you completely. "
>Your breathing is elevated as your chest lifts and falls with your near panting. What have you done you should have never left home, you piece of trash after all he's done for y--
>You hear the tink of your shovel and realize you're holding onto your lusus's ear possibly to hard. Your eyes follow him as he stands up right before you. He's holding the shovel out to you and speaking calmly.
>You release the ear of your rabbit mother and hesitantly take the shovel. You stroke her ear as an apology and she lays her head against your leg. You better answer him lowblood.
"Eophit Abelin."
>Your lips give a quivering smile. You don't really know how to act and that frightens you. You've only ever really been around your ex-palemate and your flush crush. All of those relations were complicated and not the best leading examples.
untitled by Emily Boyer Photography on Flickr.
I was blessed because I was loved by you.
Eophit honorary Subjugulator, Highblood sympathizer.
((raised by an insane subjug indigo this is bound to happen))
You listen to her story and give her a reassuring nod once you hear the end of it, but mostly because you’ve heard enough to get the answer you have been looking for.
" Good, you’ve been taking care of your lusus even in your situation. I have respect of you for that. However,"
You uncross your hands and walk over to the small troll, looming over her as you stared her down. There was a long pause of silence before you crouch down to her lusus and gave it a nice look up and down. She was covered in scars, but from what you can tell her lusus seems perfectly fine. She must have either met with some nasty trolls or just takes her beatings from passerby’s.
" I would suggest that you find a nice forest with plenty of soil for vegetation. Constantly leaving around is only going to make you an easy target for not only trolls but much larger beasts. I’m sure your scars hold truth to my statement."
>You drop the worried expression for a moment. You are so pleased with yourself to have received a compliment and apparently some degree of respect from the seadweller. This really meant a lot to you, someone who wasn't your ex moirail and of high caste had given you praise.
==>Be really triggered and drop your shovel.
>The dropping of your shovel startles your lusus and she jumps a bit. Your slight bit of confidence is washed away at the comments about your scars. He had no idea what story these scars held, nor did you think it wise to explain. Almost shaking now you are filled with dread that he wasn't dead and would find you.
"Y-yes. Of course Highblood." >You can't lift your eyes off the ground unable to retain eye contact and now clutching the ear of your lusus in one hand.