oh, Lazarus, how did your debts get paid? [ OPEN ]

[venatoris]

Who: infractus, lefthemisphere, egyptologist & you!
What: event shenanigans in one fabulous catch all, for all your RP needs
When: Throughout September
Where: All over!

Content Warnings: mentions and gifs/images of blood and dead bodies, death, decay, and trauma, possible suicide ideation, possible R rated scenes of varying degrees, etc etc. will mark as needed







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[lefthemisphere]

You better promise. Chuck will hunt Raleigh down otherwise.

"Yeah, we did," he murmurs, letting his eyes stay closed, reveling in the moment, the heat of Raleigh under him, the wet press of salty lips. He isn't sure of the hows, but frankly Chuck doesn't really give a shit, because they're here, they're both here, and they're alive.

[righthemisphere]

"We could start a life," Raleigh murmurs against Chuck's lips.

He feels wobbly as hell given everything he's been through today but being against chuck makes it all.. not okay, but better. Like it's going to be okay.

Because it is. Because Chuck is here with him and they can do this together.

"If you wanted."

[lefthemisphere]

"Obviously I want," he says, pressing heavy against him, arms tight, feeling a little sleepy now that they're reunited and reunited, like proper, codependent jaeger pilots ought to be.

"Gotta figure out where the hell we're gonna live."

[righthemisphere]

"Oh man.. yeah."

They gotta.. actually start a life.

"Do you think there's a squid halfway house?"

He doesn't have any money and he doubts Chuck does. He doubt anyone who's washed up does, so what are they all going to do?

"Hotel is probably out and you're too pretty to be homeless. How do you feel about squatting? Find something empty.. safe. Figure out our next move from there?"

[lefthemisphere]

Snort.

"I think you got that backwards, but yeah. Solid idea."

That probably means he needs to get up, but he's loathe to separate. He doesn't want to peel himself off of Raleigh, not now that he's found him. Letting go is abominable, something he can't fathom.

"Find us a squat house, Ray."

[righthemisphere]

"Mm.. Inna minute," he rumbles back, also perfectly happy to stay exactly where he is. The sand is gonna suck here in a second but.. worth it.

It's only after a great deal of mental preparation and as many kisses as possible that he can bear to roll Chuck off and get them up on their feet. Spaghetti isn't too far away, watching the scene with a half eaten hotdog in her hands.

When they set off towards the city she'll follow behind.

Like the other Sleepers, they'll undoubtedly wander for a while. The city is big and twisting. The buildings are dark and foreboding and largely unmarked.

Raleigh likes the look of a dark building in Wilful Machine for their nest that night. From the state of it no one has been there in a long time but the dark windows are all intact and the structure seems solid. It'll do.

Then it's the matter of food. Willful Machine is full of people and noise and food. There's gotta be something they can snag or trade for dish washing. Right? Maybe someone will just take pity. Or ask who they are what their bloodtype is. Trade them dinner for a shiny blue coldblood crystal.