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@ryder-eridan
"And I thought we were all adults and kept to ourselves------ I stand here baffled and ultimately disgusted by everyone's loose lips."
celestemercier:
"It’ll bother him, and you need something entertaining to do. I don’t expect us to actually be together. I don’t — in fact, we’d only be physical in public. Cecil will have to deal with it, and you’re — well, you’re very good looking, so yeah.”
"Well, I do need something to do. And, this could prove to be entertaining. ---------- You've got yourself a boyfriend. Though, fake status or not, you're not getting my pudding."
celestemercier:
"—————————————-Date me."
"--------------------------------Really?"
"——Okay. I don’t really know if it’s that dire of a situation, but it’s be nice. Uh, to have some personal space, or whatever. Just, he needs to get used to the idea that I’m not a kid, you know? It’s just — hard proving that.”
"Well, because I'm such a generous soul, you won't have to worry about breathing room for much longer. I can understand a bit of protectiveness, but it's nice to be able to go off without someone tugging on your leash.—— As for plans, you just need to make some grown up decisions and deal with them alone, or something. Like I asked before, have any ideas?
"I — I’m not flustered. I’m like this with everyone, so — don’t be flattered, or whatever you’re thinking. I just — I don’t want you to help if you don’t want to. It’s — it’s a personal problem, anyways. ———Sorry, I guess.”
"I'm sure. No need to get so defensive. ——Don't worry about me. You're the one with the massive personal space problem. Besides,i'm helping you. I need to keep myself occupied and out of trouble. So, in reality, you're helping me more than I;m helping you."
"Not — not nervous, as in nervous for my saftey. You’re just — a dominant person, and I’m — well, I’m intimidated? You’re also good looking, which doesn’t help. I — I don’t want to impose on you, either. You don’t have to help me, you know?”
"I'm not one to sling punches, just so you can sleep easier at night. But, I agree—— I come off a little dominate. Though, I'm flattered. Been talking to you for five minutes and you're already flustered.—— But, don't fret. I get bored easily and so far this place hasn't been too entertaining. I need something to do."
"Mhm, this coming from the guy who was standing around complaining about children existing.” Not like he wasn’t complaining either. Icarus couldn’t stand all the damn kids running around. “That’s me, the hero of Starbound.” str
"You got me there." Ryder admitted, not bothering to defend his prior annoyance. "Though, I wasn't telling others to kill themselves—— You might just break my streak." There was a hint of misplaced smugness in the other's words, and Ryder wasn't sure if he was going to leave or continue to banter. "Tell me when you get your award and plaque— I know a good place for them.
"——I don’t know. Nothing that’s — definite? I feel like voicing anything would be imposing. You didn’t — offend me. I appreciate you helping, I just — don’t know what to do? ——Sorry, I think you just make me nervous.”
"You feel like demanding space is imposing?— Cute. But that's good, I don't need you brooding off and slandering my good name around here. ——— I make you nervous? I'm not going to hurt you or anything."
"Touching sentiment, but as it appears, I’m not much of a doctor. If you really want them gone I would suggest calling their mother or threatening to count to ten."
"—— I didn't think about a nonviolent approach. That just might work— thanks. Though, maybe they'll listen to you. Would you consider offering your services for a pudding cup?"
"I — did you just call me stupid?”
"——No. If I called you stupid it would be more straightforward. I was just asking if you had any hatched ideas you thought were worth pursuing. Sorry if I offended you."
"So you opted for staring? A really intelligent decision on your behalf, honestly."
"Before you flatter me more with those sweet words, I'll have you know I was looking at your cigarette—— I was just curious if we could somehow speed up the process of lung cancer caused by secondhand smoke so we can get these kids out of here."
"Are you gonna just fucking stare at me, or are you gonna say something?"
"I wasn't going to—— you didn't seem like a talkative type."
"——————What do you have in mind?"
"Don't rush genius, young one. Things like attached-at-the-hip brothers takes careful planning. Though, the first idea— while completely uncreative— is to demand a healthy distance. Anything more advanced than that requires some thought. Does that brain of yours have anything to offer to the table while we're here?"
"——No? He’s just a lot, sometimes. He’s very — protective. I just want him to care a little less sometimes, you know? Like, about my personal life — romance, sex. I — don’t know how to do that, though. I appreciate his sentiment, but he’s — well, he’s a bit stifling, sometimes.”
"Sounds pretty overbearing——— I'm surprised you've managed to stay sane this long, really. Have you mentioned that it's not his business who you like or fuck?" Brow furrowed in confusion, Ryder wondered what kind of brother was so interested in his siblings dick. Fucking weird. "Well, if I don't have anything better to do, we can make a borderline conniving plot to get you some personal freedom."
"It’ll probably be something small. Like, deal with my brother for me, or — I don’t know, save me the good pudding at breakfast. Nothing too obscene. I’m not — I’m not malicious, or anything.”
"Your brother a handful or something? I don't mind potentially taking the fall, but I like to know if my target has knives or not. As for the pudding, it's yours."
"————Fine. And if I win, the deal is the same."
"——— I suppose. Depends on what you want, though. My resources are a little limited here on Earth."
"Well that’s typically what children do." Icarus raised a brow, giving the stranger a quick once over. "And if you don’t think you can handle it, I’m sure the staff have a bullet with your name on it. The less people crowding this place the better."
"I'm glad Starbound's full of such helpful assholes. I don't know how long it would've been until I contemplated tipping the stool. You're a hero. " Ryder sighed, wondering for a split second where his stranger's bullet was hidden. Sure, he wasn't so pleasant himself, but he wasn't offering his fellow recruits a bullet to the brain.