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inbox / purgastory.
HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
GOODBYE
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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:
cursed chihuahua papers

and then they were roommates
It's cozy. There are snacks scattered around and probably a pile of their regain boxes on the side, but it's not overly messy… probably. Makes this a general catch-all for our roommate shenanigans at least until Fiammetta gets tired of their antics and moves out, but until then… they are roomies! ]
pre-party
What do you guys think? Pretty good job if I say so myself! We could even fit in one more if we really wanted to.
[ They even have glow-in-the-dark stars on their ceiling. wow. ]
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[ what is he even saying sure to? who knows. ]
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I think there's enough for now. More importantly, why does this place look like it's more for a slumber party than another roommate? ...And what's all of this on your bed?
[ BADTZ-MARU? ]
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Since I've already foreseen the arguments on who'll take the bed, I figured it might as well be put to some use. Cute, isn't it?
[ The biggest one is tucked in comfortably… while the babies are all lined up along the side. Hehe. ]
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[ she carefully navigates the spread of blankets and pillows on the floor and walks to the bed, her heavy duffel bag still over her shoulder.
she picks up one of the smaller badtz-marus and studies it. ]
You really did get all of these just because I said this looks like Thorns, didn't you?
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If other people thought the same way you do, they'd end up getting one just to air their grievances.
[ Elysium is probably the only one who thinks this. ]
It was an act of mercy.
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There you go again. What exactly were you saving them from?
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Elysium regards it with quiet mourning. ]
See what I mean? You turned him into a projectile.
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You're not saying you were saving them from me, right?
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Didn't the two I handed you remind you of Cardinal Lemuen and Miss Mostima?
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post-party
He dies.
(I wish) ]
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thorns will just clean him up, get him into other clothes, and force the medication into him. it's all good. he is full of so much rage. ]
You're going to sleep in the bed tonight.
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[ This
clearly is what matters right now. Or rather, what matters is distracting Thorns from the anger practically radiating off him, a hand gently finding its way to his sleeve. ]
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[ he sighs, before lifting his free hand to place over elysium's forehead. temperature check... if he feels warm thorns will double check with corazonix but he is trying to be good and not immediately jump to it... ]
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… Sorry to make you worry again. [ … He leans his forehead against Thorns' hand, closes his eyes. ] You'll stay with me, right? You won't go anywhere?
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[ he's supposed to fuss... well. whenever fia comes by thorns figures he can ask her to go get anything they might need. ]
And where else would I go?
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Just making sure.
[ … ]
I want to go home with you, mi vida. I won't die. I'm not allowed to.
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he has to take a few seconds after hearing the term of endearment, despite giving one to elysium just earlier in the night. ]
You are not going to die.
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[ For all the bravado, his body's still trembling, though. Like he's once again realising all the times he could've died and how his life is more than just his own. ]
I should've never let it get this far…
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instead, he's just going to shift to make sure elysium is comfortable. ]
What? The Oripathy?
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Both things. … Don't blame anyone for mistakes I made.
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