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"I’d say so. It was like a blink a the eye. One moment I’m standing there, tryin to figure out what the plan was, and the next, i’m in my own little bubble…" Your sentence trails off. Were you trying to play off the ‘poor lonely chump’ thing, or were you actually a bit depressed about the subject, it was a bit difficult to tell. "Eventually your bubble showed up though. but i cant say that im too impressed with the troll who lives in it."

ultra-fishprince

Eridan seemed like he might finally have something in common with the other troll, until that loud mouth was opened in insult to his person. "It seems not everyone can have your, unique personality traits." He went back to his drink, imbibing more in this mouthful than in the two first sips combined.

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justcrothings

Uhg. The pinky thing. When he had his little beverage in hand, you sprawled across from him on the couch, feet towards him and maybe even on his cape a little bit. Your hive, your couch, your rules. “You’re quite the little prick, aren’t ya?” you ask. Clearly if he has no problems asking his questions, he would have no problem answering this one. “I was blown up.”

ultra-fishprince

His cape was quickly removed out from under the other troll's feet, folded over his own leg to avoid further incursions on his personal belongings. "I have been told so before, so I must come across that way to many." He sipped from his own drink again, thinking back to how he had died. His death had not been as instant as some might think. He had had to bleed out before he actually managed to find peace. Thankfully, the shock to his body had gotten rid of most of his ability to feel pain. "I assume it was quick then?"

justcrothings

This guy was all sorts of offensive tonight. Maybe he truly was trying to lodge that stick further up. Though his ‘first impression’ did get you another beer all to yourself, you still grumbled a bit when he made you go out and get him another drink. Luckily you had some champagne, and if he didn’t like that either you could always try your hand at mixed drinks. When you brought it back for him this time, you made sure it was in a fancy little glass.

ultra-fishprince

He was pleasantly pleased with the offered glass of champagne, even holding his pinky out when he took it. He took a sip after tilting said glass at Cronus in toast to the other troll, crossing his legs as he seemed to relax a bit. "So, before ending up in this endless void of boredom, what did you do? How did you end up here?" These may be rude questions to some, but after being dead for a while, even Eridan no longer cared when people asked how he had died.

justcrothings

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with tight pants that showed off your nice ass and a t-shirt! You were both definitely opposites here. He was a a little prince who strived for perfection and to deepen the stick in his ass, and you were a slob who liked to go with the flow, unless the flow offended you in any way. Rolling your eyes at his near demand for alcohol, you turned towards your nutrition block and came back with two beers. Clearly you weren’t a bar tender, but some alcohol was better than none.

ultra-fishprince

The faces this prince makes are nearly as offending as the many rings he wore on his fingers. "You don't expect me to drink that slop, do you?" Perhaps he was laying it on a bit thick today, but it was important to make good first impressions! "Do you have anything with a bit more class. A red wine maybe or something that could be mixed with juice?" It was a fancy way for saying he hated beer, seeing as beer was the worst drink of all time.

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justcrothings

Eyup. You definitely knew when he was in your hive. When you walked out to meet him, you had actually just finished gelling your hair up into it’s usual greasy look. Of course you had to stop for a moment to take in his gaudy attire. This was the first time you had actually met him face to face, and you definitely weren’t expecting a cape and some cheesy striped pants. No matter, you bent down to move some of the stuff off of your couch. “I did just get done wvith vwashing my face if you’d like to sit there.”

ultra-fishprince

The worst thing of all was the way Cronus was dressed, and he took back his appreciation of the other having hair gel, since it was being used so poorly. He almost sneered at the swiped clean couch, making sure his cape was covering the whole of the space he chose to sit on. "I wwould rather sit on a chair made of spikes. You said there wwould be drinks, wwhere are they?" His tone was clearly haughty, mirroring his amazing choice in clothing.

justcrothings

>The whole ‘don’t cross through the bubbles’ rule was bogus and you knew it, but you had respected what the other Ampora had requested. After all, he was a prince and you were just a bard. You were able to tell when he had crossed the border, it wasn’t that you could see him or anything, but in a way, you could feel that there was another presence there. It was just an odd dead-person, bubble sort of thing you guessed. Either way, he was more than welcome to walk on in to the memory of your old hive.

ultra-fishprince

He couldn't help but turn his nose up at the mess in the hive, the records scattered and the clothing strewn. He wouldn't be caught dead with such a mess. Or even with most of the things that were IN the hive. The only thing he could hold any appreciation for was the hair gel. "Howw am I supposed to find you in this mess Cro? I am not touchin any off this junk, so you better havve somethin clean for me to sit on."

justcrothings

>You’ve been inactive for too damn long and it’s about time you get up off of your lazy fish ass and do something. Of course that something is going to be the other Ampora that is in the bubbles. After pestering him of trollian to come over to your side of the bubble for a couple of drinks and a ‘good time babe ;)’ you’re pretty sure you had him caught hook, line, and sinker.

ultra-fishprince

>Eridan had been pacing his side of the bubble for a while now, thinking over the offer of his seemingly permanent bubble mate. He'd been talking to the other through trollian for some time, but recently their bubbles had met, and gotten stuck together. Eridan had refused at first that they start crossing the thin border, but it had been proven now that there would be no damage to either bubble by doing so. And Cronus had promised him drinks. He fixed his cape over his shoulders, straightened his rings and made his way across the thin barrier.

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