Iibron Captor

This is a dependant NSFW blog for the Psiioniic within the Planet 413 AU

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Dying sucks

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About to interrupt Iibron in his view of what he could or could not fix he paused, mouth open slightly, words right on his lips he stopped himself and sighed. “Alright…” Wanting to help his mate was all he wanted, but he would respect the others boundaries no matter how much he wanted to cross them. 

The kiss to his lips clouded his mind and pulled a muffled sound from him. Not wanting it to end so soon he nearly whined when his gold blooded mate pulled away. Looking up at him with his ruby eyes there was a flicker of playful annoyance as a pout came from him. Oh he could be childish if he wanted to. 

"I- why me? Youre hurt too. Its not fair to pick favorites Iibron." He scolded lightly. Yes he was hurt, yes everything he did wanted to make him cry out in pain but he couldnt- wouldnt let Iibron nurse him back to health before he himself was ok. Kasmin could handle himself just fine… Or so he thought he could. His bandages were staying put but the bleeding hadnt gone down much at all, every nerve was on fire and shot. He’d given himself stitches before but there was always someone there to guide him as he did it, so he didnt do it this time. 

"I’m fine, I dont need anything." The mutant tried to reason stubbornly, even at the promise of kisses he wouldnt budge. When his mate separated himself from his embrace he groaned loudly and painfully crossed his arms in return.  

At the abrupt mention of meat his mouth flooded, a surprised noise emanated from him as he covered his mouth and swallowed thickly. That was… strange. He knew he was hungry but wow was that a wake up call. Wiping the rest of the unwanted reaction away with the back of his hand he huffed and glanced away, knowing he was in no state to go out and hunt but neither was his mate.  

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Would that he could, Iibron would had smacked Kasmin in this moment. He was fine?! He didn't need anything?! Helping him wasn't fair?! Fuck that! His Signless was practically bleeding out in front on him, there was no way in reality Psiioniic was going to let that happen, especially not when he was partially responsible for Kasmin's sad state. "Fuck that. Forget the choice, you have lost your choosing privileges. You're hurt and I am going to help you whethe you think you need it or not. For fucks's sake Kasmin, you're still BLEEDING. And don't think for a second I didn't here you groan or see those grimaces of agony. Nuh uh. I heard them loud and clear Mr. I'm fine and I don't need anyfin." Before Kasmin could raise his voice to fight, something Iibron was sure Signless would do, he willed his psiionics to life and aimed a wave of suppressing power at Kasmin. "Now you stay right there and don't move a muscle. I'm going to get a fire ready as well as first aid." Still not giving Kasmin so much as a breath of air in which to raise a protest Iibron got up, gathered sticks, leaves and whatever other debris looked like it would burn from in and around the cave and gathered it into a loose pile. One spark of power was all it took to set the kindling burning; and then the fire started. That done Iibron unshouldered the two large backpacks he wore and threw them next to Signless. "Before the shit with the weather went down I stocked up on everything. I have thermal sleeping bags, thread, needles and gods only know what else. Feel free to help yourself, but not trying to heal any more of your own wounds. That's my job now." Figuring that Signless was either going to fight no matter what or, for once in his life, shut up, Iibron plopped himself back down next to him and started rummaging through one of his bags in silence. 

[le-psii]

[MASS MEDIA MESSAGE 01]:Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you’d like to hear it I can sing it for you. It’s called Daisy.

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do you have any tales of doom to spin?

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catfish!!

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Jaspersprite hadn’t been exactly /sobbing/, merely tearing up and hiccuping though any words and breathing that he was going. He was so scared, so scared with his ears pinned back and his paws over his eyes, rubbing away the bright purple tears that just kept coming. That was until Iibron spoke.

Doing his best to calm down, Jaspers held his breath for a second to stop the hiccups and listen to Ibron.. He’d already been so bad and he didn’t want to do anything else that was bad, and not listening to someone talk is rude! Peaking over his paws, the sprite does his best to look at Iibron without crying anymore. Or hiccup, or start sobbing, or- or-

And all at once things seemed okay as soon as they’d want sour. Ibby wasn’t mad at Jaspers but… Oh! Oh, no, no! He was starting to cry to, this was just awful. Turned out Jaspers isn’t too good with Crying either.

Trying even harder to do his best at his best, the kitty takes a cautious step close to Ibby, testing what the reaction would be. But after another, Jaspers closes his eyes tight and hugs the taller man, nuzzling his face into the cloth on his chest. “Don’t cry Ibby! Don’t leave! I’m okay, I’m okay!” He said, nervously purring. “I like you a lot, please don’t go, I want to be friends!”

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Iibron wasn't crying. There was just dust and maybe a little princess catfish sprite fur in his eyes. It would happen to anyone, including someone like him who'd just admitted he was ready to cry moments ago. After all, it wasn't like he'd REALLY been ready to cry! Of course not! He'd just said that so Jaspers would stop. Yeah, and if wishes were fish all trolls would eat. "Gods damn it." Iibron murmured. "I'm such a wiggler." Furiously he wiped away the tears staining his cheeks just in time for Jaspersprite to start hugging him. The sprite was surprisingly but comfortably warm against Iibron so before he could really process what was going on he was crying again. "Gods damn it." he muttered again. "You are making me cry anyway." He stated this as a fact rather than accusingly, thought it might have been difficult to tell since his voice was teary and his tone annoyed. Of course Iibron wasn't annoyed at Japsers, but at himself. When the sprite had hugged him, and now that he had his head nuzzled in his chest, Psii felt and could still feel a pang of pale pity for him. He wasn't pale for the creature, that honor still solely belonged to Meenah, but that did not change the feeling he had, fleeting as it probably was. "Was I always like this?" he said, not realizing he spoke allowed. "So easily quadrant crushed one doesn't even need to ask for a place? I'm 1906 sweeps old and here I am acting 6. I'm so pathetic." Despite, or perhaps because, of his words Psii wrapped Jaspersprite in a light hug then started to scratch behind one ear. "All right, you convinced me Jay Ess, I won't go. I'll stay right here and be friends like you even though I am acting a pathetic wiggler 300 times younger than my age." 

[le-psii]

aw shell yea knew my morayeel would give him a good talkin to WH)(-EN I S-EA YA N-EXT -EXPECT SOM-E PAL-E LOV1N

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[le-psii]

a little fishy told me youre the guy i need to talk to about a certain peixes babe. vword on the street is, the twvo of you are pale, and ivwe gotta talk to you before shell consider letting me get a piece of that, if you knowv vwhat i mean.

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Dying sucks

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Flinching at the brashness of Iibrons rejection, he winced as he shifted back a bit too far and a bit too fast. He really should just lie still till the pain was all gone… Maybe he would after all of this was cleared up. 

When the goldblood began again he was shocked yet not by his words. He figured the other wouldn’t want to ever do that again but Kasmin figured it was inevitable, gods he hoped he was wrong. Dying sucked. Hearing the other was never flushed for him hurt, a jab straight to the pumper but he held his words back, Psii obviously needed to get this all out and who was Kasmin to not let him talk through his emotions?

Kasmin couldnt help but flush deeply when his mates rant turned very open and intimate, he honestly wasnt prepared to hear that just yet. Though he was a bit distracted by Iibrons words he managed to listen to the rest of the monologue, soaking in as much as he could at once. He felt Iibron, he did the same when it came to quadrants and it sucked, pretty much everything did. The moment Iibrons mouth closed when he was done Kasmin took his chance and kissed his mate.

Holding onto the feeling it gave him to do so he only pulled back enough to murmur his response.

"Iibron, youre such an idiot, I love it." Smiling warmly at the other he managed to loop his arms around his goldblood’s neck before pecking his lips again. "While I must agree, sex will be great it’ll have to wait. We have some emotional and physical things to heal first. I love you so much and there’s nothing I rather do than help you and your stupid problems ‘cause we both fell too hard and too fast for our own good." 

As he spoke, the mutant looked up at Iibron, his eyes were brightening with a playful demeanor and a small laugh bubbled up in his chest. “We’re both a mess and thats alright, its alright cause we can clean each other up.” 

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Out of all the answers he'd been expecting to get from Kasmin after his rant, a kiss hadn't been one of them. Instead Iibron had been expecting forgiveness, a lecture or even silence as Kasmin processed everything he said. Of course, he wasn't complaining. Being kissed by his new matesprite, his Kasmin, was just as good as he remembered. Tension he didn't even know he was holding melted away. He sighed happily and had just begun to kiss back by pressing his lips open against Kasmin's when the other troll broke the kiss to respond. And though Psiioniic was tempted to return the favor of kissing Signless silent, he refrained because he knew Signless had a point. Neither of them were even close to ready for sex. "Trust me, I know it will have to wait. i just meant it was something I was really looking forward to when the time came that we were both ready willing and able." "As for the help, I know you want to offer it, but you don't have- no. Not even that. You shouldn't. Helping my problems like that, it's too pale. I want to be red with you. So damn red it makes your blood look pale. Besides, I also have Meenah and this is the sort of thing I should talk to her about. That isn't to say we can't work out any and all problems we have, we should do that, but when it comes to trying to fix how l fall, it's not your department. Okay?" Unable to resist any longer Psii leaned in and kissed Kasmin long and soft. Gods he tasted good under the taste of metal and blood. Before he could make a liar of himself about the no sex thing, Iibron pulled back in favor of leaning his forehead against Kasnmin's. "Now, let's start getting you better. Complain all you want but you're hurt and I have the supplies to help you. I can bandage wounds, boil water, stitch, whatever it is you need me to do. So you had better tell me what hurts the worst otherwise I won't kiss you to make it better after I'm done." Pulling away from Kasmin completely, Iibron crossed his arms against his chest and waited for a reply from his lover to be. "I'm also going to make us dinner. I can't promise anything fancy, but I can promise hot and something with lots of meat."

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catfish!!

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Jaspers was content in purring as he looked over Ibby’s face, waiting for a reply to his little ramble of words, before looking off and around. No, not because he was trying to be rude! But everything was just so pretty and nice here even if it was really color, at least to the sprite. There were a few lightning bugs flying and blinking in the distance, and he had to fight the urge just to stay in his place. Oh, he wanted to go chase them so bad.

But before he could give into his impulse, the Psiioniic had started talking- oh, oh no, yelling at Jaspers. Oh man, oh man he was so angry a,d his voice was so loud and no one, no one ever yelled at him like that. Even when he was a kitten and tore up one of Rose’s favorite shirts he still never got yelled at. He must have done something so bad, so very bad!

The sprite flinched away, his legs bending at the knee as he covered his face, hiding big, tearing orbs. “Ibby, Ibby I’m sorry I didn’t know it was bad, I didn’t know.” He whimpered, ears pinned back.

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Even through his anger and fear Iibron saw how much he had upset Jaspers. Almost immediately the anger and fear disappeared to be replaced by gut clenching guilt. "Shit. Shit. Please don't cry. i don't do crying. I can't. I'll start crying too and then you'll cry harder and we'll both be messes before two minutes have passed. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. That doesn't make it right, not be a long shot, but I really am sorry. It's just- I- that troll she...she hurt someone close to me and I just. Shit I don't know. I guess I'm prejudiced because I can't imagine her ever being kind to anyone." Ducking his head in shame, and also to hide the yellow tears pricking at his eyes, Iibron sighed heavily and crossed his arms. "I understand if you hate me now and never want to see me again. If I were you I'd feel the same way, so if you want I'll be going and I won't bother you again." Despite what he had just said Iibron made not move to leave. He would be good to his word and leave once Jaspers asked, but until than he was staying put because he really enjoyed talking wit Jaspers and was hoping he hadn't ruined his chance to start makinga really interesting and unique friend. "But, on the off chance you don't want nothing to do with me from now on, perhaps we could start over and forget this silly little hiccup ever happened?"

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Dying sucks

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"You’re not pathetic, please." He rolled his eyes through the tears as he shook his head and continued to hold Iibron. "You’ve been to Hell and back and its scary, you’ve earned the right to cry like a stupid wriggler." 

He meant it. Sure, both of them survived together till the end but Psii had been through so much more after his execution. The execution alone was enough to warrant the right to cry on him for a few hours, he expected all of them to do that really. 

When the grip around him loosened he hissed and clenched his eyes shut as blood flowed back to his extremities, causing the pain to return. Yet, there was a relief in the fact he could breathe more easily. After a moment he looked up at the other and blinked as he spoke. He almost stopped him but figured he just needed to let this all out, so he remained quiet until he was asked to verbally forgive him. 

"I-I do, I forgive you Iibron, I always have and I always will… I’d die for you again and again if I had to. Never think I’d ever not forgive you, no matter what happens. Psii, listen, you’re not selfish, youre hurt, theres a huge difference and nothing wrong with it. Im hurting, youre hurting, I know many people are hurting. Nothings perfect, we can only wish and try to make it perfect but we only risk messing with it more.

"I just want you to know that nothing you do can break my forgiveness, nothing will ever surpass the amount of it I have," Kasmin’s fingers brushed over Iibrons cheeks and wiped away more grime, "trust me. I love you and forgive you and miss you and cant get enough of you… I’m sorry I could never approach you about this before… I was so scared you weren’t flushed for me so I kept quiet and prayed and dreamed that you would feel the same way… If anything I should be asking for your forgiveness." 

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There was so much he wanted to say. He wanted to tell Kasmin that he he felt the same, that nothing Kasmin did could ever make him be hated. That he'd always forgive Kasmin because he too couldn't get enough of the smaller troll's presence. Psii couldn't say that though. Well, he could, but it would just sound like a hollow echo of what Kasmin said. Iibron had never been good with words, that had always been Kasmin's thing. The best Iibron could do was parrot what Kasmin said and hope it sounded different enough to be original.

"No!" he said again, not quite shouting, but speaking much louder and more emphatically than was needed. Especially in this closed off cave.

"No." he repeated, this time more gently as he realized just how  loud he'd been. "You shouldn't be. Asking for my forgiveness is the second to last thing you should be doing right next to dying again because I wasn't flushed for you. I was pale, and it was only until She-" his voice cut out. It didn't matter how much time had passed or how much he loved Kasmin. Talking about the Condesce and what she'd done to him was near impossible. Plus, he wasn't sure if Kasmin had learned the whole truth or if 'you've been to hell and back' meant only what had happened since coming to this planet. "Until sometime before I died. It took hundreds of sweeps, maybe even a thousand before how I felt for you was gone. And, even then, when I got here and contacted you and saw how you and Roxy were I got jealous. I wasn't pale for you any longer and I STILL got jealous. I have a moirail of my own and part of me, STILL wants to be jealous. Or maybe wishes it was. So, don't feel like you need my forgiveness because you were right to be scared. I didn't feel the same way and even now..." his explanation died once again. It wasn't that he wasn't flushed for Kasmin, he was, he just didn't know how to explain why he'd seemingly fallen into another quadrant over the span of whatever the fuck it was the Overseer had just put them all through. "I feel like I shouldn't be red for you. Truly, want to spend the rest of my existence not only with you but FOR you. I want to make you happy, to push myself to find new ways to make you smile. I want..need to wrap you in my arms and kiss you so deep your toes feel it. And the sex. Gods don't even let me get started. The thought of you inside me, or me inside you or, fuck, both. To be filled with heat, or be surrounded by it. To be filled and surrounded by YOU. The wet folds of your nook, the writhing length of your bulge- shit sorry. Point is, we've only just met again, you've only just admitted to how you felt and I'm already like this. And, yeah, I always had the tendency to fall in a quadrant hard and fast, but not quite like this. Not so completely. And this is the second damn time it's happened since I've come to this planet. Now I'm not asking for advice or forgiveness or for you to nod your head and say it's okay and you understand. Save that for Roxy. Please.I guess what I'm trying to say here is I have no fucking clue what this change means, but so long as you're in it, and in me, I'm happy."

[jaspersthefriendlyghost]

catfish!!

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“Oh, oh im so glad! I was so worried! I thought you got sick and I wanted to help if you were and I-” Jaspersprite took a deep breath just then, interrupting all of his words. Oh wow, you gotta remember to breathe man. The inhale turned into a yawn, and Jaspers tail began swaying from side to side. It lasted for a few seconds, his tail waving in the air and a gentle purr rumbling in his chest. Oo that was so nice.

But before he could continue to tell Ibby just how worried he almost was, he already had another question sent his way! IT was alright though, the yawn totally wiped away the cat’s previous train of thought. “Who I- oh! Yeah, her name is Cybael! She’s really tall and her hair is so pretty. I got to play with it for sooo long and it made me so happy. She’s a really talented pirate too! The Pirate queen!!”

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For a while all Iibron could do was stare at Jaspers as he tried to process everything the sprite had said. He may have been great at going off on multiple tangents much as Jaspers had done, but following multiple tangents? Not so much. He could do it, it just took him time to sort out what he needed to answer first and what he needed to ignore. "It's very kind-" before he could finish saying whatever he had in mind, his pan made the connection between the name "Cybael" and "Pirate Queen." He hadn't known Mindfang personally during his lifetime, though he had sometimes overheard reports on her while Helming the Imperial ship. That was how he learned no only of what she'd done to Rosa, but also what she'd done to Redglare as well as her eventual demise at the hands of her matesprite. Needless to say, she was NOT his favorite person and the fact that everything he knew of her was heresy did nothing to change his opinion. "Mindfang?! You played." He practically spat out this word. "With that...that murdering outlaw?! Do you have any clue what it is that bitch did in life? What she could STILL probably do if she was inclined? Fucking Gods Jaspers, what if she WAS inclined already? You could be caught in her sticky web and not even know it."

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[jaspersthefriendlyghost]

catfish!!

[le-psii]

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All right. Okay. He could do this. Jaspers tentacles were only whiskers. That was okay. He could do whiskers even if they did look more like tentacles. Plus if he squinted hard he could sort of pretend they were catfish whiskers which looked very tentacly AND made sense since Jaspers was a catfish princess. Swallowing hard Iibron nodded. “Yeah. i just…I didn’t expect you to look quite like…that” He gestured to Jaspers, his face tinting yellow in embarrassment because of his actions. “Not that there is anything wrong with how you look! It’s fine, really it is. I just have some bad memories and- look just forget it okay? Me not being okay is a reflection upon me not on you. And really, I am okay now. I was just really taken off guard.” Gods he sounded horrible, but his past wasn’t something he could just tell anybody even if they deserved or needed to know. “So to answer you’re question; I’ll be fine.” Psii managed a smile which he thought felt real and would guess looked real. “So, how was your visit with your friend?”

[jaspersthefriendlyghost]

Jaspers pouted a bit while the Psiioniic spoke, but it turned into a smile in time. Oh, wonderful! So he didn’t dislike Jaspers, that was awesome. But he- still had this funny look on his face. When Rose was ever yellow it meant she was sick, but- trolls were different. Maybe he was sick anyway? It’s been really cold, and the sprite wasn’t all too sure how to ask if someone was sick without seeming nosey.

“It’s good that you’re alright, i was really worried!” The cat exclaimed, still smiling as he’d done before. “You look really- yellow though! Whenever my dear Rose was she usually stayed in bed for a day or two and she felt very bad.” But with that, Jaspers finally thought to answer his question.

“I had such a wonderful time with my Rose, I missed her so much and it was so warm by the fire.” He said, eyes sparkling a bit. “And then I even met someone on my way to see you, actually!”

[le-psii]

Taking in and letting out one more deep breath dispelled the last of his nervousness. And any that tried to build it's way back into his heart and pan was quickly banished when Jaspers spoke, truly worrying over him as well as his friends. He really was a good guy, just like Meenah. Relieved more than was probably healthy, Psii flashed Jaspers a smile that didn't go at all with the worry the former sprite was expressing. Knowing that he tried to rein it in before Jaspers started worrying about his mental health as well as his physical. "I'm fine. I'm supposed to look yellow from time to time because I'm a troll and mustard yellow is my blood color. My outfit," He paused to gesture to his tight fitting yellow jumpsuit with his symbol stretching vertically across his chest in black, "Is also very yellow so there's probably some reflection and refraction going on on.  Rest assured it is completely normal and I'm as healthy as can be." That wasn't really too healthy considering the mental state he could fall into, but Jaspers didn't need to know that. Iibron didn't want to scare him off after all. "I'm glad you had a god time with your Rose, it sounds like you had a blast. A fire? Man, that's real great especially in a time like this? If you don't mind me asking who is it you on your way here?"

[burningshackles2-blog]

Dying sucks

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Kasmin shook his head and let out a small chuckle, unable to handle it. He noticed the tears and his matesprits voice cracking but he didnt dare say a word, knowing what pain Iibron must be going through at the moment. Looking up at the gold blood a small smile touched his lips, “Well shit Iibron, I thought I could count on y-” Eyes widening and an unstoppable snort ruining his voice a bit more he let his head tip forward, his hair falling in his face. “I might just have to think about that.” 

Feeling Iibron plunk down next to him he flinched involuntarily, cursing himself mentally he pushed his hair from his face and turned to look at Iibron when the taller troll compromised him with a strangling hug. 

Barely able to hold back the shriek of pain only a whimper ripped free of him as Iibron began to sob against him. Wrapping his best friend and mate up in his arms he held him as tightly as he could, which wasnt that strong in his current state, but no matter. 

"Shhhhh, please, hey, listen to me. Youre good at that-" Nearly choking on his words he had to push through and shove the sounds of his own cries down, "I would not and could not ever hate you… I love you, too, theres nothing you could do that would change that." His voice wavered and tears streaked down his face quickly as he buried his face into Iibrons neck. "I wont leave you, I would hate myself far too much if I ever left you… Im here and thats where I’ll stay. I want you to know that, ok? I love you so damn much and nothing will ever change that, not the past nor the future and its uncertainties. No one can take me from you and no one can truly take you from me." 

Sobs began to break him down as his voice quit on him finally. Fingers entangling into the yellow bloods hair and gripping his shirt he never wanted to let go, they hung in a blissful sadness where forgiveness was an unspoken virtue and an lull came from outside the caves. Holding onto the other with all he had he just trembled lightly and cried till he couldnt anymore. 

[le-psii]

For what felt like forever Iibron sobbed onto Kasmin. He had wanted to be the strong one, the one to hold Kasmin up as he healed but his tears had derailed that plan. Of course they had, he was weak after all. He always had been  right from the day he'd met Kasmin. He was a fool and a coward and didn't deserve Kasmin in any quadrant. He didn't deserve his love or forgiveness. He was going to take it though, he was going to take it and run with it into eternity or for however long Kasmin let him "I'm sorry. I'm such a fucking asshole. You're injured and hurt and all I can do is cling to you and cry like a grub. It's pathetic." Despite his words Iibron kept clinging to Kasmin as if his life depended on it because it felt like it did. And also because he had REALLY missed Signless. Despite everything that had happened they'd only just met again in the hours before Psii had lost his grip on reality and killed Signless. Before that they'd only spoken through Trollian. Here in the dank and dark of the cave was the first time he or Kasmin had truly been alone with one another. For a couple seconds more Iibron continued sniffling ad cry, but by now his own sobs had pretty much run dry. His face however was another story entirely; t was streaked with translucent yellow tears, snot dirt and a few shallow wounds he'd picked up on his way here. Despite the mess his face was Iibron wiped the tears from his red and blue eyes and, finally, loosened his grip on Signless so that he wasn't crushing his injured matesprit even worse. "I know I don't have to say this, but I'm sorry. Not just for what happened before, but for everything For not being able to protect you, for being an asshole to that a- Roxy, for hurting you because I hugged too hard. Just for everything. I know I'm forgiven and it's useless to say I don't deserve to be but still, please, I want- no need, to hear you say it. It's selfish and dumb but I need to hear you say it. Gods I've missed you, it's been so long."

[jaspersthefriendlyghost]

catfish!!

[jaspersthefriendlyghost]

Jaspers gave an excited nod, closing some of the distance between him and his new friend. Or who he hoped would be his friend! Jaspersprite refrained from getting any closer to Iibron when he realized that the troll seemed very uneasy. Was he upset? Oh no, or worse, he didn’t like Jaspers!

No, no! Of course that wasn’t it, they only spoke once and Ibby was really excited to meet him too- right? “I think they are whiskers, but they’re not a lot like my old whiskers. They look a lot different.” He answered, tilting his head.

“Are you okay Ibby?” The sprite asked, giving a nervous purr.

[le-psii]

All right. Okay. He could do this. Jaspers tentacles were only whiskers. That was okay. He could do whiskers even if they did look more like tentacles. Plus if he squinted hard he could sort of pretend they were catfish whiskers which looked very tentacly AND made sense since Jaspers was a catfish princess. Swallowing hard Iibron nodded. "Yeah. i just...I didn't expect you to look quite like...that" He gestured to Jaspers, his face tinting yellow in embarrassment because of his actions. "Not that there is anything wrong with how you look! It's fine, really it is. I just have some bad memories and- look just forget it okay? Me not being okay is a reflection upon me not on you. And really, I am okay now. I was just really taken off guard." Gods he sounded horrible, but his past wasn't something he could just tell anybody even if they deserved or needed to know. "So to answer you're question; I'll be fine." Psii managed a smile which he thought felt real and would guess looked real. "So, how was your visit with your friend?"

[burningshackles2-blog]

Dying sucks

[burningshackles2-blog]

The mutant would have sat up and probably gone to him but everything hurt too much. With a quiet grunt and shift of his arms he looked up at Iibron, the tiniest of smiles touching his lips at the words from their past. “I could ask you the same thing.” Dear lord his voice was hoarse, grimacing at the sound he just closed his dull eyes and let out a quiet sigh. 

Clearing his throat the swallowed and opened his eyes slowly before holding Iibrons gaze, looking at him he could feel tears pool in his eyes. How dare his emotions show like this, he was over it, all was forgiven. “Why dont you sit down, youre already taller than me, this isnt helping my image.” Coping was hard, jokes were easy, especially with Psii (usually).

Taking in a breath that was a bit too deep for his body he winced and clenched his teeth tightly and bit back a hiss of pain as his back muscles tensed and pulled uncomfortably. Distract yourself from the pain, dearest, it makes everything better. The words of his mother flashed through his mind and he whimpered, he missed her, he missed everyone and when he did meet Iibron everything went wrong. Was it him? Was he the one that fucked everything up? 

"Wouldnt happen to have a big dinner with some chilled drinks would you?" He never knew what being starving meant but now he did, it sucked… Everything from the last month sucked if he was honest with himself.  

[le-psii]

Unholy fucking horrors did Kasmin's voice sound horrible. Not only was it hoarse and tired sounding but Iibron could practically feel the pain in it. Gods he had fucked up so fucking bad. He didn't deserve Kasmin's red, hell he didn't deserve any quadrant no matter the color. What he deserved was to die slowly and with great agony all over again. Fighting tears of his own the ochre blooded troll pushed back his urge to latch onto Kasmin and kiss him, massage him, love him until he felt better. But Gods was it hard. Iibron may have been pale for Kasmin for the longest time but that wasn't stopping him from falling ass over horns for the mutant. He'd always been like this; falling for someone hard and holding onto them tight no matter what. Quadrant stubborn, that was what he was. "Please, as if anything could help your image. Face it Kas you nubs and nothing is going to fix that." Despite his voice cracking halfway through and the tears rolling down his face Psii thought he had done a good job joking. Maybe if Kasmin just ignored the tears and his voice it'd be okay. "Sorry, but I'm fresh out of big dinners and chilled drinks. But I have first aid kits with some Aspirin in it. And if you really do get too hungry to bear I know where you can get some tongue." Fuck this was SO not the fucking time for flirting. Damn his perverted pan and the ilk it made him say. Still, it was true and Iibrn wasn't going to take it back Instead he plopped down next to Kasmin and pressed his side to the smaller trolls. "There. Happy now?" Before Kasmin would be able to answer and before Iibron could think of what he was doing he practically lunged onto Signless so he could envelope the smaller troll in a bone and lung crushing hug. He was sobbing now, guilt and loss having eaten away at what little reserve he'd had. "I'm sorry Kasmin. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me. Please. I love you Kasmin, don't leave me. Not again. Not ever again."

[le-psii]

Gemiiniis

[sollux413]

Sollux looked the man up and down, eyes narrowing. He did indeed look familiar… Then it dawned on him. He looked down at himself for the first time, then back up at him. “Oh god… Erm… dad?” That was pretty much the most logical leap he could make at this point. He couldn’t remember a damn thing. 

"Sorry. It’s my apparent inability to hurt people that concerns me. Honestly, what the hell… there’s a little pain in my head that triggers when I try and use my powers. Nice to meet you Iibron. My name is Sollux… But I suppose you already knew that." Extending his hand, he laughed a bit out loud, almost nervously. "That makes two of us."

[le-psii]

Iibron visibly flinched at Sollux calling him dad. He knew what the word meant thanks to his time spent with Rosann, Kasmin and the Disciple and it wasn't a term he saw himself as. He didn't even like grubs, much less have the wherewithal to raise one like Rosa had. Plus, no matter how many alternate Sollux's he met Iibron couldn't get over how fucking creepy having a descendant was. His material had never seen the light of drone while he was with Signless. That meant Sollux was around because of the Condesce who'd not only pailed him against his will but somehow found a way to transport buckets light years away. That or there was always the ectobiology  craziness to explain Sollux but even that explanation didn't change what the Condesce had done. All and all 'dad' was pretty much the last thing he wanted to be known as. "DON'T...don't call me that. Sollux, I am not your father. Call me Iibron, or Psiioniic or, if you must use something more familiar, use bro. Hell, use sis if you'd like, just not dad." He shook Sollux's hand, pumping it twice before dropping it. "So Psiioniics on the fritz huh? Can you use them at all or are they totally kaput?"