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004 ♒ Video | Night190

[Eridan is seated on his bed, the window behind him showing off the festive twinkling lights of the city. The seatroll in question looks anything but festive however, huddled beneath the folds of his cloak, scarf wrapped tight around his throat. He scowls at the video, tugging the cape around his shoulders.]

Fuckin' great, wwe got another neww round a' suckers for the gods to toy wwith. I hope you're settlin' in wwell an' all that hoofbeastshit the humans spout off wwhenevver neww people showw up. You need anything? Don't come to me. Got it?

[He sneers, motioning towards the window and the gorgeous winter scene outside.]

An' these lights are somethin' else. All fuckin' festivve like 12th Perigree's Evve. I'm sure they're "magical" an' "breathtakin'" an' all that trite sentiment.

[He holds up a hand in protest.]

But. More importantly, wwhy isn't anyone talkin' about this fuckin' cold. Howw long is this goin' to last? A perigree? Longer? Is this normal for this wworld or some kind a' damn curse? Wwouldn't surprise me if it wwere.

[As the fins would suggest, guess who's just a touch coldblooded.]

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[A shrug.]

I knoww you're not human, but I also knoww you're a lot like'em, an' your entire system is based around mutual pity, isn't it?

But ground rules wwould probably... be fittin'.

[Even if he's sure she'll just break them later.]

Love. There's a difference, but I'm not the best one to ask. It's closer than hate, though, usually. We could talk about that another time.

[ahem]

Ignoring my psychotic other half for a minute, because if I lose control on someone else, I'm going to have to apologize to you...

Is one of them more important than the other? Mates or Kismesis?

[Yes. If she's even going to consider this, she wants to be higher on the pecking order.]

Matesprit, not mate, an' they're the same, Sam. I knoww it's hard for hu--you to understand, but it's not as if a good quadrant system is wwhole wwithout fuckin' one or the other.

You don't got to havve all a' your quadrants filled, but one isn't better than the other.

[He's being remarkably calm about this explanation. At least until he finally gets why she's asking.]

[She almost wanted to argue with him, but really there wasn't much point to that. In his culture's mind 'love' might be almost the same thing as Pity, which was something she'd begun to really notice about trolls, that and their tenuous grasp on human society. Add the issues of a half demon like her into the mix, and it wasn't worth fighting about, not when there were more important things to discuss.]

Okay.

[Breathe]

Here's the thing. That spat over with Pyro had me thinking. Eridan, I don't know how well I'd react to seeing you with someone else. I know you and Pyro weren't doing anything, and I really don't want to get into an argument with Feferi about you being mine. That's just beyond awkward already.

[They'd discuss the intricacies of love and pity later. For now, Eridan finds himself in the strange predicament of having to placate his kismesis. And that makes him flush slightly and cough before speaking.]

First a' all, Sam. I wwouldn't havve done anythin' wwith that moronic hunk a' flesh. An' I'm not goin' to fuckin' cheat on my kismesis. I'm a awwful person, but evven I'm not that scum, Sam.

[He shrugs, motioning towards the screen with a wave of his ring bedecked hands.]

An' if you don't wwant me to havve a matesprit, wwe could... compromise. Maybe.

[She growled, more in frustration with herself than anything else.]

Yeah, I know you wouldn't have. It's a lot harder to remember that when I see your claws digging into someone else. I... part of me wants you all to myself, but let's hear the compromise first, Eridan.

As demanding as I can be, this needs to be about both of us, or it won't work. [It didn't help that she worried about being so selfish to ask everything and give nothing. Even without the other half, she'd done that before.

It wasn't fair.]

[He's willing to make concessions. If it means having a chance of keeping Sam. If it means having a chance at keeping one of the very few people who kept putting up with him, even if he wasn't sure why.]

A moirail. If you don't wwant me to havve a matesprit, an' you don't wwant a fuckin' sober gam on your hands, then I need one.

[It's a surprisingly reasonable request.]

That's only if I can find someone fuckin' crazy enough to take on me.

... that's not really a compromise, Eridan. I would grant that already. I know you guys think of those other two as romances, but we don't. Or... at least it's not the same. I don't have any issues with moirails or ... god if I know what the other was.

Ask me a real compromise, because as stupid as this sounds, you already won this battle. I'm taking half of this away from you, and I want you to feel like this is really fair.

I--...

[Eridan shrugs.]

If Fef evver--if she changed her mind, dropped that fuckin' loser like she should havve done wwhen they first became acquainted...

[He lets himself trail off, biting at his lower lip. It's a lot to ask, and he knows it. And part of him doesn't want to ask at all.]

[Someone asked a whopper, and it was written all over her face. There was a war of emotions there. She actually liked Feferi, and did not want to end up in an outright fight with her, but part of her knew that if that happened, this would not turn into a sitcom romance out of one of those stupid tv shows she could never bring herself to watch once she'd left home.

She gripped her forehead and hunkered a little, swallowing. She couldn't look at him. She wasn't willing to share, not like that, and least of all with Fef. She already knew that she'd be compared with her as it stood, or at least it felt that way. Never mind that she was supposed to be black and not red...]

I ... if she asked you back as a moirail yes.

... the other? You ... I...

[She growled in heated frustration and finally she slapped her hand onto the table.]

You're allowed to accept her affections on one condition, and one only. She has to come to you. You can't pursue her. You can't ever ask her to be your mate. No love potions. No desperate pleas No mind-controlled tricks. Nothing. Not once or this deal's off. You're allowed to try and make peace with her, but damnit all you are not allowed to fawn over her like some moonstruck fool.

If you do that, so help me god I will staple you to the nearest wall and gut you before I walk away. Do you fucking hear me?

[Why did she agree? Partially because deep down, she had a real feeling Feferi would never do that. She wasn't really compromising on anything, and the cruel side of her was willing to take this 'compromise' because it would assuage him.]

[The problem with Eridan is that everyone is compared to Feferi. Everyone. In every situation. And everyone is found lacking. Himself especially, even as much as he might insist otherwise.

Sam's words are harsh--they make him want to rail against them, yell that he will have Fef back no matter what means it takes--but... the passion behind them, the possessiveness, it makes him reconsider, cheeks flaming as he straightens the scarf around his neck. She wants him. She wants him and would kill to keep him--kill him if he were to betray her. And that--that... hatred or pity or love or whatever fucking label they threw on it--that was what he wanted, even if he wanted it from Feferi originally.

So, he just nods once, gritting his teeth as he meets Samantha's gaze.]

Understood. It's a fuckin' deal, Sam.

[It's rare that he calls her simply by her name.]

[She notices that change in name. It's filed away, under 'signs he might be taking you more seriously today.' A nod is followed by the claws raking at the counter in front of her.]

I'll make it worth it for you. Trust me when I say, you're going to have trouble getting me out of your head ever again, even if they drag you back to that ... wherever the hell Tavros and the she-bitch went. I'll burn my way into that... think-pan of yours [GOD she hated that word.] and brand it there, got it?

Mm, you think you're so fuckin' special, don't you?

[She is. She really is. And that is why Eridan would even consider this.]

You owwe me, harpy. An' maybe one day soon I'll come to collect my prize.

Heh. That'll be an interesting day, Fin-rot. I'll be waiting with baited breath for that day to come. Don't keep me wondering too long, now. You know I'm not the most gifted in patience.

You'll wwait as long as I tell you, wwitch.

[Eridan smirks.]

An' isn't patience one a' your virtues?

What's this? Are you suddenly turning what I said before against me? You're not allowed to do that to girls, you know. I'll have to kick your ass.

Mm, good thing you're not just some girl, ain't it?

[Oh, he's getting a pouty little growl from that.]

Still doesn't mean I'm not going to kick your ass, you know.

I wwouldn't have it anyfuckin' other wway, wwitch.

You have such a masochistic streak, Eridan. You know that, don't you?

Like you're evven really complainin'. An' I'll havve you knoww there's nothin' wwrong wwith wwantin' a duel wwith your kismesis.

An' if I wwon all the time, that'd be borin'. So you'd better bring your fuckin' best.

Always, fish for brains. You know I always look forward to beating you like a red headed step-child. Just don't bitch when I have you on the ropes.

Me? Bitch? I think you havve me confused wwiht a certain pissblood freak wwe both havve the misfortune of knowwin'.

Heh, you're right. He bitches. You whine. There's such a massive difference between the two. [sneer] For one, he's not nearly as entertaining when he starts griping about something or another I've said.

That's because he's not nearly as fuckin' creativve wwith his insults. They tend to be ungainly an' lackin' in elegance.

[He shrugs, pursing his lips.]

An' if you don't like my wwhinin', wwhy don't you do things wwhen I ask you to?

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