Stay? Yeah right. He hadn’t needed to be carried inside and he sure as hell did not need to stay put. He was FINE. He didn’t need to be coddled, especially not by Fef who looked to be in far worse condition than was himself. Course he wasn’t going to fight her but the moment she rounded the corner, he was out of his seat, stubbornly ignoring the black spots that edge his vision as he stumbled towards the counter.
He returns to his seat after having ordered an “iced coffee, without the coffee and preferably bagged”, probably the only good drink in this joint, which he eagerly indulges in. He presses the bag of ice to the back of his skull and only refrains from gasping by sheer force of will. Ah yes, that really hit the spot, soothes his mind one could say.
He blearily observes the group, taking in their various states of damage as they talk about dream meetings (rightfully declared to fake by Terezi) and super powers (a ridiculous assertion) and meteors igniting said developments (also ridiculous). And unsurprisingly, they remained ignorant of a key facet of the discussion, more important than all this rubbish talk about being freaks and abnormalities, which they all were before any supposed “powers” were affiliated with them.
Eridan draws himself up, looking about as dignified as one can whilst nursing one’s own head injury, and announces his entrance to the conversation. “Pardon for intrudin’ on your talks of whatever fuckin’ spy mission you’re all plannin’ but have any a you thought about, for even a second, the possibility of a future which doesn’t involve divin’ head first into danger at the smallest provocation? Not that the fuckin’ hackin’ shit and learnin’ about the space rock is dangerous,” He briefs a guilty glance toward Sollux, before continuing on, “though it is likely a waste of everyone’s time, but this entire group is way too eager to start fightin’ wolf monsters and play hero instead of, I don’t know, maybe sittin’ tight an’ lettin’ the appropriate authorities deal with the situation as they are trained to do? Demolition to city elemetns not withstandin' and assumin' those out on the streets were smart enough to head indoors as well, had none a us gone out there, the amount of injured parties would have likely been halved. Even if that meant the wolves were around longer, that seems by far preferable to what happened.”
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He returns to his seat after having ordered an “iced coffee, without the coffee and preferably bagged”, probably the only good drink in this joint, which he eagerly indulges in. He presses the bag of ice to the back of his skull and only refrains from gasping by sheer force of will. Ah yes, that really hit the spot, soothes his mind one could say.
He blearily observes the group, taking in their various states of damage as they talk about dream meetings (rightfully declared to fake by Terezi) and super powers (a ridiculous assertion) and meteors igniting said developments (also ridiculous). And unsurprisingly, they remained ignorant of a key facet of the discussion, more important than all this rubbish talk about being freaks and abnormalities, which they all were before any supposed “powers” were affiliated with them.
Eridan draws himself up, looking about as dignified as one can whilst nursing one’s own head injury, and announces his entrance to the conversation. “Pardon for intrudin’ on your talks of whatever fuckin’ spy mission you’re all plannin’ but have any a you thought about, for even a second, the possibility of a future which doesn’t involve divin’ head first into danger at the smallest provocation? Not that the fuckin’ hackin’ shit and learnin’ about the space rock is dangerous,” He briefs a guilty glance toward Sollux, before continuing on, “though it is likely a waste of everyone’s time, but this entire group is way too eager to start fightin’ wolf monsters and play hero instead of, I don’t know, maybe sittin’ tight an’ lettin’ the appropriate authorities deal with the situation as they are trained to do? Demolition to city elemetns not withstandin' and assumin' those out on the streets were smart enough to head indoors as well, had none a us gone out there, the amount of injured parties would have likely been halved. Even if that meant the wolves were around longer, that seems by far preferable to what happened.”