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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2016 11:35 pm
overwhelmed
Jeremiah just gave Chris a shaky smile, leaning away briefly to get his cup that was full of cold tea. It was obvious from the fact that there were actually a couple of ice cubes in it. This was the real reason one knew Jeremiah Mercer was not well.
His tea was iced.
"It is and it is not," he admitted quietly after a sip of his drink. "The information is what has done me in. It decides to creep into my mind when I least expect and-" His hand flicked through the air, the other holding his cup. "Next thing I know I'm coming back thinking to having fainted or had a seizure."
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2016 11:39 pm
aftermathThat couch right there was condemning. It reminded him far too much of the sweater chair in his bedroom or the chair by the front door that they're cardigans and sweaters ended up on when they slipped them off. Jeremiah, the moment Chris was not looking, smoothed a hand across his face. It was bloody ridiculous. They were so painfully like Alg and himself that he really, truly did not know how anyone ever put up with them. "I see nothing," he said finally, "besides someone I wanted to check in on. Thorne out at the moment?" Then he was wandering over to one of the plants, smiling a bit because it was one that he had given Chris. "This is looking very good." PeanutButterpies *SCREAMS GAY GAY GAY GAY*
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 1:55 pm
this isn't the first time
"Well, that's only slightly comforting," Chris groused, but the hand on his shoulder was a comfort, a reminder of where he was. "The idea we've only done it a set number out of these nineteen times."
"That's... unnerving," Chris mumbled, clearly thinking of Michael. "I don't think I'd mind not knowing what happened there."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 1:59 pm
runaway
"I'll keep that in mind," Chris said, wondering suspiciously if Jer knew what he was thinking. "What do pink roses, mean if anything? Is there anything for like.. meaning a crush?"
Not that he had one, but surely there had to be a flower for that. If there was love, was there anything for it before that? Roses falling under color symbolism seemed fitting though, they were beautiful flowers.
"That's horrible," Chris said immediately, "No love lost there I suppose. I never faced anything like that, I'm sorry that you did."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 4:13 pm
overwhelmed
Chris stared at the tea with mild alarm - iced tea was a thing, of course, but he hadn't ever seen Jer or Alg drink it. Whenever he came over he was offered hot as well, which was what he preferred, so to see him drink cold tea.
Well.
"That's.." Chris paused, "I really don't know what to say. It sounds terrible and honestly terrifying."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 4:20 pm
aftermath
"You see nothing because you don't live here," Chris said dryly, "Or at least, because I swept earlier." He turned to close the door behind Jer.
"Yeah, he's out right now. I think on a run?" Chris said, watching Jer with a smile as he wandered over to the plant that had been gifted to him from Jer. "Yes, I've been taking care of it. It had to come with me when I came over, of course."
He wandered over to the kitchen, trying to keep himself moving. From thinking too much. He hadn't slept a lot recently and things weren't bad yet but he still didn't like what haunted him. "Do you want some tea?"
azuredreams it's so gay honestly its kinda weird no one's told them yet
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 1:12 am
this isn't the first time
"I cannot help but wonder myself," Jeremiah admitted. "Michael did not deserve it and it seems almost as if-" His head ducked a moment, scratching at the back of it. "It was a message or a punishment, I'm not sure."
His head raised back up. "Which makes me wonder what I did before to warrant what happened." The silver-haired man sighed. "It is certainly disconcerting to know that we have and worse to possibly be making the same mistakes. Though I feel like this time is different than others."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 1:26 am
runaway
"Pink roses are ... admiration. Gentleness. Appreciation." His lips twitched a bit. "Or you could go with it being like the blush on someone's face as they realize they're in love for the first time." Like a crush. "I think a rosebud would be more fitting, however, the potential there. Burgeoning affections."
His head tilted as he gathered a blossom and held it out to Chris to take.
"There was not, no. He made his impact, however, and I've become someone that would make him rollover in his grave." His lips twitched. "For which I am glad." As his father was both a misogynist and homophobic but thankfully dead. The world needed less people like that but it had shaped Jeremiah's life obviously and the choices he had made.
"I likely would not be who I am without him, however, so I suppose that counts for something." His views, his openness, his accepting of people no matter what ... All things he had because his father had stood for the opposite and tried to hammer it into him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 1:30 am
overwhelmed
"There's a kettle in the kitchen with warm tea if you want. Just avoid the one on the back burner, it's licorice root and I doubt you want to drink that," he offered with a small smile when he realized Chris noticed his drink. "It is helping with my throat and my back, in all honesty."
Jeremiah's fingers curled briefly around his cup before it was put back down. Hellbine stretched for a moment, slipping over to Chris and laying on him now that he was here. Certainly this one could be trusted to watch his foolish human father.
"I have to believe that it was worth it," he said quietly. "What I've learned and now know. If not-" His head shook. "I've damaged myself for no reason."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 1:33 am
aftermath"I suppose if Thorne is making sure you get sleep, even if it's after late night cupcakes, I can't really complain much." Though Jeremiah was still processing the fact that the two of them were so painfully obvious. How were they missing it? Again how did anyone put up with Alg and himself if they had been like this? Then again he was not even certain that both of them realized there was clearly love and affection there. "Tea sounds perfect." He paused a moment. "... and I can handle a warm cup of tea once more, so no need for ice cubes in it."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 12:10 pm
this isn't the first time
"Could be both," Chris offered, but it was clear he was uncomfortable with the topic, the idea. He didn't want to think about any of it, had kept it away from him since he had found the body.
"I don't like that either," Chris admitted, drumming his fingers against his waterbottle. "I don't want to repeat the same mistakes, but there's no information that I have to know that I won't. It worries me."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 12:21 pm
runaway
"That's a nice thought," Chris said, thinking of the blossom idly. Rosebuds though, rosebuds seemed to be more fitting. A romantic connotation there. He didn't necessarily know who this theoretical bouquet would go but but it would include rosebuds if he had a crush.
He took the blossom in his hand, spun it around as he kept thinking.
Chris smiled despite himself at Jer, looked down at the flower in his hand. "Seems like we're always shaped by things like that, although you never really know the outcome until the end. I'm glad your's was positive."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 12:24 pm
overwhelmed
"I will definitely help myself to that kettle - not the back one I mean," Chris said, grateful for the fact there even was tea. "It's good that it helps, although it sounds disgusting and I don't know how you're stomaching it." Chris had never been much of a fan of licorice.
He gave idle attention to Hellbine, fingers trailing over his fur as he listened to Jer. As he stared out at the sky.
"I think it was," Chris said after a moment. "Information, no matter how little, is a powerful tool in the right hands. You're definitely someone who will derive something from it."
He shifted in his chair, dislodging Hellbine with much reluctance. "I'm going to get tea, do you want a refill?"
Quote: this one could probably end here/soonish??
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 12:27 pm
aftermath
"It's not always after late night cupcakes," Chris replied easily, a smile wrapping around his mouth, much more genuine now. That was a fond memory of his, the first time he had met Thorne and he kept it close.
Let it be what made him know what was real and not.
"Oh that's good," Chris said as he set the kettle on to boil, stepping away and digging through the cupboards to dig out the tins he kept his tea in. "How is everything?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2016 2:17 am
this isn't the first time
"It worries us all." Jeremiah replied, letting out a sigh. "While I loathe giving you something else to worry about, this is something that it's better to be aware of. So that if you, much like me, run into someone or something that knows you, you are not entirely floored."
His lips twitched then.
"Or baited until you decide to take a swing."
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