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@abattoirprince
“...” It was not hard to sense the presence in his file, though the purifier’s eyes thinned at the realization of just who it was. It had been some time. Yet that did not mean the purifier’s temperament towards the other had changed. It was stupid of him to come here.
He moved, walking through the halls and coming to the front of the cathedral to ‘greet’ the other.
“What do you want?” He wasted no time with pleasantries, fixing Hugo with a scowl.
Hugo settles an arm around Zeke’s shoulders, the other thrown behind him over the back of the couch. True, being sat on doesn’t hurt, but his legs are probably going to fall asleep after a while.
He doesn’t answer right away, head tilted back, looking up at the ceiling. “…you think they’re still looking for you, after all the time? What’s it been, a year?”
“S-something like that...” He sighs. “Perhaps they’ve given up, b-but I’m not about to c-count on that. J-Japhet has always been vindictive, he’s n-never liked me much, and I d-did a lot of damage.” He leans against Hugo’s chest. “I’m c-considering moving again, or p-perhaps even leaving the Zones altogether. I’ve m-managed it a couple of times b-before. I’m n-not sure I want to, but I c-can’t stand being scared all the time, and having to be c-careful around every new elsen I m-meet.”
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Honestly, Hugo is one of the few people Zeke isn’t afraid of accidentally killing this way. He settles down quite comfortably in Hugo’s lap, sitting sideways, and leans against him instinctively. This is remarkably cozy. He wonders if he’s crossing a line somehow, but he was invited after all, and it’s quite comforting. “...I d-don’t know what to do, not r-really. They’ll f-find me eventually.”
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I'm coming up only to hold you underAnd coming up only to show you wrongAnd to know you is hard; we wonder...To know you all wrong; we warn.
abattoirprince
“-- Hugo.” To say he surprised you would be an understatement. You actually hadn’t noticed him enter your file, nor heard him until there was a creak at the threshold, to which you spun around in your chair to investigate, eyes wide in a start only to see the prince. Your heart practically pounds in your chest as you relax with a weak smile, rubbing your face to clear you of your momentary fright. Hundreds upon hundreds of stacks of paper litter the study you’ve buried yourself in, covered in arguably confusing handwriting, While it’s obvious it’s code, it’s rather hard to make out due to how compact and connected your wording is. Sigma sits on the desk, a couple blue screens hovering above. One holds data and percentages, and the other simply holds code, and next to the keyboard sits a new stack of paper you’re in the middle of filling in. “You... Surprised me.” You say finally, leaning back as you watch him. You’ve put on a bit of weight since your last meeting with him, but you’re still on the thin side, and it doesn’t compliment the pallor of your face as you sniffle gently. Your nose isn’t running at the moment, but it might start. Hopefully not. You’re tired of blowing it. “I have not seen you in quite a while. How are you?” The Zone itself, and by default, the palace, are absolutely frigid, and a plume of hazy steam leaves your mouth with each breath.
It’s still night outside, as well, though Hugo has probably already noticed that.
Okay okay, I know for some of you, not knowing the whole Room and Queen shit backwards and forwards is weird but I didn't even give much a thought to whether or not they existed before today, I had other things on my mind. I did not get up this morning expecting to have someone of MYTHICAL STATUS come over and teach me about eyeballs
v//v for both hugo and chris
Hugo: Would it be too weird to just... Ask to rub his stomach..? Probably... Definitely. Yeah, I’m not going to do that.
Chris: Is she eyeing up my sister?! ...Wait, why do I feel jealous of Chris? Why do I feel jealous like THAT?
