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2/6; 8AM
[Hey Retrospec, I hope you're having a good morning. And if you aren't, well...there's kitty posters that are designed to deal with just that. Hang in there, buckos. But for those of you that ARE, Crow's going to take to the network.
You know those traits that are all the craze and amplifying themselves? Well Crow's got em full swing, and his desire to help out his younger friends overpowers all else--in both everyday life and love lives. Unfortunately, it feeds right into his own self destructive behavior, so...
Signed in as BIG DECK ENERGY:]
Hey Retrospec-ers!
It's February, and you know what that means? Smmmoochessss? Hand holding. Candle light dinners~
It's a whole month dedicated to finding Mr. or Ms. Right, and with Valentine's day right smack in the center of the month, it's even generous enough to give you 2 weeks to buy discount candy. What could be better?
Well I'll tell ya
How about a date with my buddy, Rean Schwarzer? The guy had a pretty rough month in January and he's a little too shy to get out into the world and meet someone
He's about 5'8'', black hair, pretty good looking if I had to judge myself... He'll talk to you about anything and everything, and personality's got a little kick to it, if you're looking for excitement
Contact for more details
LATER!
You know those traits that are all the craze and amplifying themselves? Well Crow's got em full swing, and his desire to help out his younger friends overpowers all else--in both everyday life and love lives. Unfortunately, it feeds right into his own self destructive behavior, so...
Signed in as BIG DECK ENERGY:]
Hey Retrospec-ers!
It's February, and you know what that means? Smmmoochessss? Hand holding. Candle light dinners~
It's a whole month dedicated to finding Mr. or Ms. Right, and with Valentine's day right smack in the center of the month, it's even generous enough to give you 2 weeks to buy discount candy. What could be better?
Well I'll tell ya
How about a date with my buddy, Rean Schwarzer? The guy had a pretty rough month in January and he's a little too shy to get out into the world and meet someone
He's about 5'8'', black hair, pretty good looking if I had to judge myself... He'll talk to you about anything and everything, and personality's got a little kick to it, if you're looking for excitement
Contact for more details
LATER!
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There's a bit of a smile, though, at the very least. Things that used to be 'sigh, Eren' are now 'sigh, Eren~'
He'll approach the car now, tapping on the glass in silent question to see if it's open.]
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the door, once close enough to crow, unlocks with a click of a button from eren’s dash, making the passenger side’s butterfly door rise upwards like an open wing.
it’s fucking extra just like eren.
get in loser we’re gonna feelings jam ]
You don’t have to knock.
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Well, there's a reason Crow places such high esteem in you, Eren. You are constantly the man he brags as top of his class.
Nevertheless, Crow has to back up as this DeLorean fanboy's car opens up, eyes wide and peeking in as if to expect smoke coming out of it.]
Heh, I like to be polite, what can I say?
[Don't mind if he flops right into that passenger seat, putting on his seatbelt (so Eren doesn't yell at him!!!) before slumping his back against the seat.]
...
So, where are we headed?
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crow has done an excellent job at reading his work husband’s mind: he’s not easing his foot into the pedal until he hears the seatbelt click. from there, it’s all smooth sailing. eren even tosses a little remote into crow’s lap— it’s supposed to be for sound and music, he just needs to fiddle around with the screen on the front dash. ]
Where I go to sort things out. [ that doesn’t answer anything, but with the way he’s actually leaving the city. well. he promises he won’t kill you. ] There’s a place in Recollé Woods.
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Crow's eyes flick towards the remote in his hand, poking at it much like a child who has never used a TV remote before. He'll get the hang of it in a second--let him experiment.]
You have a spot in the woods you work out your issues in?
[A pause. Just to remind himself that he IS coming back from this venture. Probably.]
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No one goes into the woods to work out their issues. Especially now with a giant.
[ "the giant". which leaves the entire place empty. ]
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A giant? Wait, you mean that one I see around Recolle sometimes?
...
Wait.
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stares
and signs: “u fuckin dumbass” ]
1/2
[Please hold.]
2/2
You spit on me.
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[ “i can’t say I didn’t mean to because that’s half lying”
(at least they’re back to driving and they should get there soon) ]
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...
[He's gonna turn the volume up. A lot.]
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soon enough, they’ve left the comforting confinements of recollé’s city and are much more surrounded by the woods. eren goes a little farther past the usual places to park cars and the like, driving further ahead until the road disappears. twists and turns and a little more after that, he drives off to the side to stop in a secluded pocket of dense trees and no paths. you’ll have to push through the rest by foot.
and when they do: welcome to the eren cave. it’s a meadow without all the grass; the floor consists of compact dirt, hard as rock (some of it looks like crystal), uneven ups and downs and some spots a permanent trophy of battle. one with two very large things, one of them with claws, lacerations drag through dead logs of trees and soil.
eren picks up a stick near his feet as he walks, finds a tree’s base to sit on and starts shaving off bark with his switchblade. ]
So . . . What’s going on?
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The Eren cave.
Words can't even form in his mouth as he takes a look around, eyes wide and hand out to run along the trees that surround it. His 'battle tropies' are...well, shocking, but not enough for Crow to visibly react to them other than raised eyebrows and curiosity mixed in all that red color.
His attention's cut short from Eren's question, figuring that the explanation of this place could wait until later. He'd promised Eren he'd tell him, after all, and picks up a stick to join him in whittling, pulling out his pocket knife (see, he wasn't lying at Christmas!) to join him.]
...
[How does he even start.]
I won't go into the details about my life. That's a sob story you'll find on the back of any young adult novel.
But I've lost a lot of people, or seen them go. Some I even pushed away myself.
Guess I do it to protect myself in a way. But Rean...[He exhales, tilting his head back against the tree.] Even Elliot and you...
You guys just keep coming back. Or -I- keep coming back.
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they match. they even have their own blades (although eren usually uses his to hurt himself rather than an emergency but two in one i guess).
he can understand this on a different level, but there’s a part of him that can feel it. if mixes his life with the pst in a big melting pot, even more, but he holds back on mentioning anything of that right now. he chips at his twig, and turns his head so he’s facing crow. ]
Good thing. [ even if eren was a jardas with this relationship a few months back— he wouldn’t want crow to push him away, and he wouldn’t want himself doing the same thing. he points his twig at him briefly. ] If you tried that crap with me, I’d end you.
[ — a joke, that comes with a small show of teeth in a smile, but then it softens back up. ]
Would you regret it?
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Crow continues whittling, letting the statement sink in and waiting for Eren's response. And what he gets is...refreshingly simple. Crow's red eyes glint in the light that the crystal gives off, his smile genuine and relaxed. What used to be apprehension quickly became fondness and warmth, and maybe Crow's a little more attached to...whatever it is they have than he likes to admit.]
I warn ya, I'd put up a hell of a fight. [His own twig playfully swats at Eren's, before his arm's falling back down into his lap.]
...
Yeah. But I've always been kinda self-destructive like that.
Not my best trait.
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[ the self destructive bit. why were they like this? eren didn’t know, and sometimes, no matter how much he knew that he had traits he needed to work on— it was a hard one that he couldn’t quite change over night. but. he’s trying, to some degree. ]
. . . Listen. [ eren swallows, but he doesn’t think too much about what he wants to say. he knows what it is. ] If you have to make a choice, choose what you’d least regret.
Because after that, you can’t go back to change things. That’s what my captain would say. [ there’s another pause, as he taps the stick he has, now bare from bark, against the ground. ] And I always try to use it. It’s true.