eira

gotham’s archivist he/they [dc oc blog]

[irl-batsignal]

those who talk abt omegaverse worldbuilding casually in public with no ulterior motive will always hold a form of power above me that I honestly strive for

[eira-auer]

…

i am asking

[eira-auer]

Eira's front door opened after a good hour after the text thread.

Boston walked inside and set his stuff down somewhere he could collect it later. Then he headed over to find Eira.

"Eira! Hier, hier ben ik. I'm here!"

@bostonvitale

Eira’s sprawled dramatically across his couch, head hanging off the edge and all. He perks up when he hears the door and accompanying call.

“living room”

He stretches, popping several joints, and drags himself into standing

[bostonvitale]

Boston heads towards the living room now. He heads to Eira and then he put his arm around him. "Eirraaa, Gaat het goed met je? Are you doing well?"

By saying a Dutch phrase and then the english translation, Boston was hoping to slowly teach Eira some dutch.

[eira-auer]

Eira’s Dutch is still pitiful at best but he’s trying

“uhh het gaat goed m- i’m well. i’m doin good buddy how bout you”

He all but drags the other man further inside

[bostonvitale]

Boston stayed following Eira. It had been a minute since he had seen the guy.

"I've been good too, missed you though."

[eira-auer]

Eira ruffles his friend’s hair.

“Yeah I’d hope so”

He gestures towards the kitchen

“want anything to drink? oooh we should play something later,,,”

[bostonvitale]

"Mmh, you still have that Costco lemonade? I'm an actual slut for that lemonade and I can't drink any other lemonade."

He moves his arm off of Eira now. "We should play Sonic Adventure 2,"

[eira-auer]

Eira cackles a little and moves toward the kitchen to grab them both drinks, Costco lemonade for Boston and a can of rootbeer for himself.

“you’re somethin else man, but yeah sure. go boot it up would you?”

[eira-auer]

Eira's front door opened after a good hour after the text thread.

Boston walked inside and set his stuff down somewhere he could collect it later. Then he headed over to find Eira.

"Eira! Hier, hier ben ik. I'm here!"

@bostonvitale

Eira’s sprawled dramatically across his couch, head hanging off the edge and all. He perks up when he hears the door and accompanying call.

“living room”

He stretches, popping several joints, and drags himself into standing

[bostonvitale]

Boston heads towards the living room now. He heads to Eira and then he put his arm around him. "Eirraaa, Gaat het goed met je? Are you doing well?"

By saying a Dutch phrase and then the english translation, Boston was hoping to slowly teach Eira some dutch.

[eira-auer]

Eira’s Dutch is still pitiful at best but he’s trying

“uhh het gaat goed m- i’m well. i’m doin good buddy how bout you”

He all but drags the other man further inside

[bostonvitale]

Boston stayed following Eira. It had been a minute since he had seen the guy.

"I've been good too, missed you though."

[eira-auer]

Eira ruffles his friend’s hair.

“Yeah I’d hope so”

He gestures towards the kitchen

“want anything to drink? oooh we should play something later,,,”

[eira-auer]

Eira's front door opened after a good hour after the text thread.

Boston walked inside and set his stuff down somewhere he could collect it later. Then he headed over to find Eira.

"Eira! Hier, hier ben ik. I'm here!"

@bostonvitale

Eira’s sprawled dramatically across his couch, head hanging off the edge and all. He perks up when he hears the door and accompanying call.

“living room”

He stretches, popping several joints, and drags himself into standing

[bostonvitale]

Boston heads towards the living room now. He heads to Eira and then he put his arm around him. "Eirraaa, Gaat het goed met je? Are you doing well?"

By saying a Dutch phrase and then the english translation, Boston was hoping to slowly teach Eira some dutch.

[eira-auer]

Eira’s Dutch is still pitiful at best but he’s trying

“uhh het gaat goed m- i’m well. i’m doin good buddy how bout you”

He all but drags the other man further inside

[eira-auer]

Eira's front door opened after a good hour after the text thread.

Boston walked inside and set his stuff down somewhere he could collect it later. Then he headed over to find Eira.

"Eira! Hier, hier ben ik. I'm here!"

@bostonvitale

Eira’s sprawled dramatically across his couch, head hanging off the edge and all. He perks up when he hears the door and accompanying call.

“living room”

He stretches, popping several joints, and drags himself into standing

[eira-auer]

i miss boston

what the hell

[bostonvitale]

I'm very missable

[bostonvitale]

unless you're talking about Boston like the state in Massachusetts

[bostonvitale]

Leyla does that pretty often

[eira-auer]

ok first of all it’s a city not a state

and second of all why are you so far away </3

[bostonvitale]

do you want me to come over??

[eira-auer]

yea :(

[eira-auer]

i miss boston

what the hell

[bostonvitale]

I'm very missable

[bostonvitale]

unless you're talking about Boston like the state in Massachusetts

[bostonvitale]

Leyla does that pretty often

[eira-auer]

ok first of all it’s a city not a state

and second of all why are you so far away </3

[eira-auer]

i miss boston

what the hell

[cute-catts]

[konversation]

@mostwonderous-wonder ypu

[r3d-robin]

the type of greed they talk about in the bible

[bostonvitale]

Eira actually

[eira-auer]

Boston wtf does this mean

[bostonvitale]

you'll get it in some years time trust

[eira-auer]

W H A T

[cute-catts]

[konversation]

@mostwonderous-wonder ypu

[r3d-robin]

the type of greed they talk about in the bible

[bostonvitale]

Eira actually

[eira-auer]

Boston wtf does this mean

[rin-wattson]

Screw the calendar, happy Halloween weirdos

[irl-batsignal]

Reblog if youre real

[eira-auer]

They had flown into Florida just a but ago. Boston had gotten them a hotel, mainly because he didn't know the state of his mom's house. After getting unpacked there, Boston turned to Eira.

"Okay, we can first head to my mom's place so then I can check on her. Then we can head over to Ritch Grissom Memorial Wetlands. What do you think?"

— @bostonvitale

They’d made a brief stop to buy a metric ton (an exaggeration) of sunscreen first so Eira ideally doesn’t crisp like a sardine.

Eira’s stretched across his hotel bed, legs dangling over the edge. He cracks and eye open and turns his head as Boston speaks.

“Yeah sure, lead the way Bos” a brief pause and his brow creases “what’re we going to the wetlands for???”

[bostonvitale]

Boston moved over to Eira and sat next to him. "Awesome. I let my mom know we're heading over soon anyways."

He got up again, grabbing the keys to the rental car. "Hm? Oh wetlands. I have a friend there."

And he didn't explain anymore than that. At all. Just that.

[eira-auer]

Eira gave Boston a skeptical look but peeled himself up from the bed regardless, snagging a can from the hotel fridge before he gets too far “alright…”

He follows the other out, making sure to close the hotel door securely behind them, Gotham habits and all that.

“anything I oughta know before I meet her?”

[bostonvitale]

Yes. A lot of things. Nothing of the sort Boston would deal put in just a car ride over though.

"She speaks Dutch." Is all he said. Then made a movement to the door. "Let's go."

[eira-auer]

That’s… suspiciously vague

but fine

Eira shrugs it off for now and follows behind as they descend an ungodly amount of stairs, it seems he cant escape broken elevators even in another state

it isnt long before they’re in the sweltering humid heat of the Florida summer, Eira immediately wilts “i dont know how you managed it here man, why is the air wet”

[bostonvitale]

Boston shrugged. "I dunno, I was born here, I grew up here. I literally grew up and adapted to Florida." He brought them to the car and got into it.

Starting the car, he turned the AC on max for Eira. "Also, we're surrounded by water. It does not take that long to get to the beach from where we're at. Less than an hour."

[eira-auer]

Eira’s nose wrinkles “doesn’t make it nor awful” he huffs, a little dramatic before getting into the car himself.

There’s a minute or two of fiddling to get the vents angled just right but after that he relaxes into the seat and rests the side of his head on his fist.

“how long will the drive be do you reckon?” he speaks as he sends a sidelong glance to his companion

[bostonvitale]

As he watches Eira fiddle around with the vents, he checks his surroundings before pulling out of the parking space.

"It won't be that long. I wouldn't make us come to a hotel that was far away from her house." He got onto the actual road now, driving them to his mom's.

"It'll be like a 4 minute drive. I would have actually made us walk."

But he hadn't.

[eira-auer]

Eira makes a pitiful noise at the last statement “ok so at least you dont want me dead” he jokes

He takes a good long look at Boston, his posture, the way he grips the steering wheel, he seems almost nervous

The archivist knows better than to pry but he keeps an eye on him anyway

[bostonvitale]

Boston didn't look back to Eira for the rest of the drive. He pulled into the overgrown driveway of the house and parked and turned off the car.

He'd need to mow the lawn sometime while here. That's what he got for not showing up for 3 months.

He got out of the car and then spoke to Eira. "I have a key, we won't newd to knock or anything. Let me know if you get hungry, I'm not sure what she has here not not."

Maybe they should have gone to the store first.

[eira-auer]

Eira drinks in the overgrown surroundings, observing the state of the house as well ad his companion.

He nods along as he’s spoken to “alright”

He places a hand on Boston’s shoulder “are you sure you want me here, I dont want to be an unnecessary stressor for you”

[bostonvitale]

Boston turns to Eira now. He takes a soft breath then he nods. "Yeah. I do want you here." He starts walking them both to the door. "You're my best friend, if didn't want you here, you would know. You really would."

Boston was great at speaking his mind.

Meaning he was great at telling the truth. Meaning he didn't give two shits if he was hurting someones feelings.

He unlocked the door and opened it. "*Ik ben terug!"

*Ik ben terug! -> I'm back

[eira-auer]

Eira follows along behind Boston

Looking around house filled with trinkets and boxes and other such clutter

He doesnt say much, just following and keeping and eye out for a woman assumed to be Boston’s mother

Eira hadn’t been told much about her, Boston didn’t talk about her much and Eira didn’t ask, it wasn’t like he was bursting with chatter about his won folks eithet

[bostonvitale]

A woman eventually walked out. She looked exactly like Boston, she just had longer hair and boobs.

But other than that, she looked exactly like Boston.

She held a cigarette and brought it to her mouth as she walked out from a room nearby. "*Boston, wat fijn dat je er eindelijk bent."

Boston nodded towards her now. "**Ik heb een vriend meegenomen. Hij heet Eira."

Amanda looked towards Eira, she raised her hand in a not wave, wave. "Eira."

*Boston, how nice of you to finally arrive.

**I brought a friend with me. His name is Eira.

[eira-auer]

Eira waves politely, glancing between the pair

He’s not quite sure what they’re saying, not being fluent in dutch and all but he can guess the gist.

“It’s lovely to meet you Ms. Vitale”

He hesitates, unsure if he’s being understood and sends a sidelong glance at Boston.

Boston really does look just like his momma down to the undertones of their skin.

[eira-auer]

youre so girly pop to me

slayyy

i try

[eira-auer]

They had flown into Florida just a but ago. Boston had gotten them a hotel, mainly because he didn't know the state of his mom's house. After getting unpacked there, Boston turned to Eira.

"Okay, we can first head to my mom's place so then I can check on her. Then we can head over to Ritch Grissom Memorial Wetlands. What do you think?"

— @bostonvitale

They’d made a brief stop to buy a metric ton (an exaggeration) of sunscreen first so Eira ideally doesn’t crisp like a sardine.

Eira’s stretched across his hotel bed, legs dangling over the edge. He cracks and eye open and turns his head as Boston speaks.

“Yeah sure, lead the way Bos” a brief pause and his brow creases “what’re we going to the wetlands for???”

[bostonvitale]

Boston moved over to Eira and sat next to him. "Awesome. I let my mom know we're heading over soon anyways."

He got up again, grabbing the keys to the rental car. "Hm? Oh wetlands. I have a friend there."

And he didn't explain anymore than that. At all. Just that.

[eira-auer]

Eira gave Boston a skeptical look but peeled himself up from the bed regardless, snagging a can from the hotel fridge before he gets too far “alright…”

He follows the other out, making sure to close the hotel door securely behind them, Gotham habits and all that.

“anything I oughta know before I meet her?”

[bostonvitale]

Yes. A lot of things. Nothing of the sort Boston would deal put in just a car ride over though.

"She speaks Dutch." Is all he said. Then made a movement to the door. "Let's go."

[eira-auer]

That’s… suspiciously vague

but fine

Eira shrugs it off for now and follows behind as they descend an ungodly amount of stairs, it seems he cant escape broken elevators even in another state

it isnt long before they’re in the sweltering humid heat of the Florida summer, Eira immediately wilts “i dont know how you managed it here man, why is the air wet”

[bostonvitale]

Boston shrugged. "I dunno, I was born here, I grew up here. I literally grew up and adapted to Florida." He brought them to the car and got into it.

Starting the car, he turned the AC on max for Eira. "Also, we're surrounded by water. It does not take that long to get to the beach from where we're at. Less than an hour."

[eira-auer]

Eira’s nose wrinkles “doesn’t make it nor awful” he huffs, a little dramatic before getting into the car himself.

There’s a minute or two of fiddling to get the vents angled just right but after that he relaxes into the seat and rests the side of his head on his fist.

“how long will the drive be do you reckon?” he speaks as he sends a sidelong glance to his companion

[bostonvitale]

As he watches Eira fiddle around with the vents, he checks his surroundings before pulling out of the parking space.

"It won't be that long. I wouldn't make us come to a hotel that was far away from her house." He got onto the actual road now, driving them to his mom's.

"It'll be like a 4 minute drive. I would have actually made us walk."

But he hadn't.

[eira-auer]

Eira makes a pitiful noise at the last statement “ok so at least you dont want me dead” he jokes

He takes a good long look at Boston, his posture, the way he grips the steering wheel, he seems almost nervous

The archivist knows better than to pry but he keeps an eye on him anyway

[bostonvitale]

Boston didn't look back to Eira for the rest of the drive. He pulled into the overgrown driveway of the house and parked and turned off the car.

He'd need to mow the lawn sometime while here. That's what he got for not showing up for 3 months.

He got out of the car and then spoke to Eira. "I have a key, we won't newd to knock or anything. Let me know if you get hungry, I'm not sure what she has here not not."

Maybe they should have gone to the store first.

[eira-auer]

Eira drinks in the overgrown surroundings, observing the state of the house as well ad his companion.

He nods along as he’s spoken to “alright”

He places a hand on Boston’s shoulder “are you sure you want me here, I dont want to be an unnecessary stressor for you”

[bostonvitale]

Boston turns to Eira now. He takes a soft breath then he nods. "Yeah. I do want you here." He starts walking them both to the door. "You're my best friend, if didn't want you here, you would know. You really would."

Boston was great at speaking his mind.

Meaning he was great at telling the truth. Meaning he didn't give two shits if he was hurting someones feelings.

He unlocked the door and opened it. "*Ik ben terug!"

*Ik ben terug! -> I'm back

[eira-auer]

Eira follows along behind Boston

Looking around house filled with trinkets and boxes and other such clutter

He doesnt say much, just following and keeping and eye out for a woman assumed to be Boston’s mother

Eira hadn’t been told much about her, Boston didn’t talk about her much and Eira didn’t ask, it wasn’t like he was bursting with chatter about his won folks eithet

[eira-auer]

They had flown into Florida just a but ago. Boston had gotten them a hotel, mainly because he didn't know the state of his mom's house. After getting unpacked there, Boston turned to Eira.

"Okay, we can first head to my mom's place so then I can check on her. Then we can head over to Ritch Grissom Memorial Wetlands. What do you think?"

— @bostonvitale

They’d made a brief stop to buy a metric ton (an exaggeration) of sunscreen first so Eira ideally doesn’t crisp like a sardine.

Eira’s stretched across his hotel bed, legs dangling over the edge. He cracks and eye open and turns his head as Boston speaks.

“Yeah sure, lead the way Bos” a brief pause and his brow creases “what’re we going to the wetlands for???”

[bostonvitale]

Boston moved over to Eira and sat next to him. "Awesome. I let my mom know we're heading over soon anyways."

He got up again, grabbing the keys to the rental car. "Hm? Oh wetlands. I have a friend there."

And he didn't explain anymore than that. At all. Just that.

[eira-auer]

Eira gave Boston a skeptical look but peeled himself up from the bed regardless, snagging a can from the hotel fridge before he gets too far “alright…”

He follows the other out, making sure to close the hotel door securely behind them, Gotham habits and all that.

“anything I oughta know before I meet her?”

[bostonvitale]

Yes. A lot of things. Nothing of the sort Boston would deal put in just a car ride over though.

"She speaks Dutch." Is all he said. Then made a movement to the door. "Let's go."

[eira-auer]

That’s… suspiciously vague

but fine

Eira shrugs it off for now and follows behind as they descend an ungodly amount of stairs, it seems he cant escape broken elevators even in another state

it isnt long before they’re in the sweltering humid heat of the Florida summer, Eira immediately wilts “i dont know how you managed it here man, why is the air wet”

[bostonvitale]

Boston shrugged. "I dunno, I was born here, I grew up here. I literally grew up and adapted to Florida." He brought them to the car and got into it.

Starting the car, he turned the AC on max for Eira. "Also, we're surrounded by water. It does not take that long to get to the beach from where we're at. Less than an hour."

[eira-auer]

Eira’s nose wrinkles “doesn’t make it nor awful” he huffs, a little dramatic before getting into the car himself.

There’s a minute or two of fiddling to get the vents angled just right but after that he relaxes into the seat and rests the side of his head on his fist.

“how long will the drive be do you reckon?” he speaks as he sends a sidelong glance to his companion

[bostonvitale]

As he watches Eira fiddle around with the vents, he checks his surroundings before pulling out of the parking space.

"It won't be that long. I wouldn't make us come to a hotel that was far away from her house." He got onto the actual road now, driving them to his mom's.

"It'll be like a 4 minute drive. I would have actually made us walk."

But he hadn't.

[eira-auer]

Eira makes a pitiful noise at the last statement “ok so at least you dont want me dead” he jokes

He takes a good long look at Boston, his posture, the way he grips the steering wheel, he seems almost nervous

The archivist knows better than to pry but he keeps an eye on him anyway

[bostonvitale]

Boston didn't look back to Eira for the rest of the drive. He pulled into the overgrown driveway of the house and parked and turned off the car.

He'd need to mow the lawn sometime while here. That's what he got for not showing up for 3 months.

He got out of the car and then spoke to Eira. "I have a key, we won't newd to knock or anything. Let me know if you get hungry, I'm not sure what she has here not not."

Maybe they should have gone to the store first.

[eira-auer]

Eira drinks in the overgrown surroundings, observing the state of the house as well ad his companion.

He nods along as he’s spoken to “alright”

He places a hand on Boston’s shoulder “are you sure you want me here, I dont want to be an unnecessary stressor for you”

[eira-auer]

They had flown into Florida just a but ago. Boston had gotten them a hotel, mainly because he didn't know the state of his mom's house. After getting unpacked there, Boston turned to Eira.

"Okay, we can first head to my mom's place so then I can check on her. Then we can head over to Ritch Grissom Memorial Wetlands. What do you think?"

— @bostonvitale

They’d made a brief stop to buy a metric ton (an exaggeration) of sunscreen first so Eira ideally doesn’t crisp like a sardine.

Eira’s stretched across his hotel bed, legs dangling over the edge. He cracks and eye open and turns his head as Boston speaks.

“Yeah sure, lead the way Bos” a brief pause and his brow creases “what’re we going to the wetlands for???”

[bostonvitale]

Boston moved over to Eira and sat next to him. "Awesome. I let my mom know we're heading over soon anyways."

He got up again, grabbing the keys to the rental car. "Hm? Oh wetlands. I have a friend there."

And he didn't explain anymore than that. At all. Just that.

[eira-auer]

Eira gave Boston a skeptical look but peeled himself up from the bed regardless, snagging a can from the hotel fridge before he gets too far “alright…”

He follows the other out, making sure to close the hotel door securely behind them, Gotham habits and all that.

“anything I oughta know before I meet her?”

[bostonvitale]

Yes. A lot of things. Nothing of the sort Boston would deal put in just a car ride over though.

"She speaks Dutch." Is all he said. Then made a movement to the door. "Let's go."

[eira-auer]

That’s… suspiciously vague

but fine

Eira shrugs it off for now and follows behind as they descend an ungodly amount of stairs, it seems he cant escape broken elevators even in another state

it isnt long before they’re in the sweltering humid heat of the Florida summer, Eira immediately wilts “i dont know how you managed it here man, why is the air wet”

[bostonvitale]

Boston shrugged. "I dunno, I was born here, I grew up here. I literally grew up and adapted to Florida." He brought them to the car and got into it.

Starting the car, he turned the AC on max for Eira. "Also, we're surrounded by water. It does not take that long to get to the beach from where we're at. Less than an hour."

[eira-auer]

Eira’s nose wrinkles “doesn’t make it nor awful” he huffs, a little dramatic before getting into the car himself.

There’s a minute or two of fiddling to get the vents angled just right but after that he relaxes into the seat and rests the side of his head on his fist.

“how long will the drive be do you reckon?” he speaks as he sends a sidelong glance to his companion

[bostonvitale]

As he watches Eira fiddle around with the vents, he checks his surroundings before pulling out of the parking space.

"It won't be that long. I wouldn't make us come to a hotel that was far away from her house." He got onto the actual road now, driving them to his mom's.

"It'll be like a 4 minute drive. I would have actually made us walk."

But he hadn't.

[eira-auer]

Eira makes a pitiful noise at the last statement “ok so at least you dont want me dead” he jokes

He takes a good long look at Boston, his posture, the way he grips the steering wheel, he seems almost nervous

The archivist knows better than to pry but he keeps an eye on him anyway