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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 10:44 pm
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Deimos had been running on... very little sleep. But it didn't matter- he could feel it settling in. Never mind that he wasn't in his 'coon- he was nestled into a pile of blankets and pillows, a book settled in his lap. It was comfortable. Warm. His eyes were getting heavy... Sure, he'd have daymares and he'd be disoriented for quite some time but... it was worth it, right?
He laid his head back, closing his eyes- waiting for the sweet embrace of slumber to take hold and-- 'Open up! Delivery!'
Just like that it was gone. Desperate, he remained in place, hoping if he didn't move maybe it'd come back but... no, nothing. Now he was irritated. He didn't even remember ordering anything online- clearly whomever was at the door had the wrong hive. He closed his book - a little too violently - then tossed it aside before getting up to wobble over to the door.
He didn't even bother taking a moment to examine who was on the other side- "You have the wrong hive. I didn't order anythin' go awa--" Of course, it was after he'd snapped that he realized the person he was talking to was... a) older than him, and b) higher blooded than him. Normally he didn't give two squeakbeast's asses about that, but older trolls were... dangerous territory.
"...I mean, go away please, I'mmm... busy." He glanced back at his hive- the mess consisting of astronomy books, star charts, and the combination of pillows and blankets would be clearly visible from the outside. Thypion snored in the livingblock, totally oblivious. He could scream if he really needed help.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 11:33 pm
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Deimos shuffled out of the way, opening his mouth to protest but thinking better of it at the last second. Instead he opted to... shut the door, then cast a stare after Cerpin that might easily be taken as a dirty look - or maybe he was just squinting. 50/50 tossup, really. "Cleanin'." He stated simply. He knew better than to insist the purpleblood leave again, but it didn't mean he had to be happy about it. He settled himself a few feet away from the teen, arms folded across his chest, weight on one leg while the other foot tapped at the ground in mild irritation.
That of course didn't last long- he quickly shifted position to catch the box, fumbling with it for a moment. "What's this?" He shook it a little. Whatever it was must not be fragile if Cerpin was going to toss it at him. He looked up from it at the mention of Perore's name- entire expression changing from mild irritation to... momentary excitement before falling into neutrality. "Are you? She never told me 'bout anyone named Cerpin." A snotty response, but he had just invaded Dei's hive out of the blue...
"Yes I'm Deimos. She teaches me stuff. Like fightin'." He squinted, pursing his lips a little as he tried to work out exactly what this guy was doing in his hive. Until he figured it out, short answers was all he was going to get. This guy could be anyone and he already knew Perore was some kinda secret agent or something. "Why? An' since she never mentioned you how do I know your forreal?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 12:30 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 12:41 am
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"Uh-huh. Sure." He watched Cerpin settle onto his couch and start to pull out a... guitar? The fanciest guitar he'd ever laid eyes on, at that. "You prolly don't know very much about me at all since you didn't know I like star stuff." He shrugged. Admittedly he hadn't talked about it at length with Perore. That was more of a solo thing. "Oh no- don't-" He held up his hands to try and stop him before he started but oh no. Of course. The dumb purpleblood started strumming and singing.
All self-control went out the window. What the hell. This guy had some nerve showing up in his hive out of the blue, disturbing his almost sleep, and then demanding to know stuff about what he and Perore did. He tossed the golden box onto his table and started to leave the room. Nope. He was just going to go back to his respiteblock and not deal with this anymore.
Surprisingly, Thypion remained asleep, even when Cerpin got up to follow after him. "Will you cut it out??" Dei turned to wave a hand in a most exasperated manner as he headed down a hallway. Unfortunately it didn't seem to work. As Cerpin neared the second chorus, he headed back into the livingblock and decided he'd just have to take things into his own hands. If telling him to stop wouldn't work, he'd make him stop.
He stomped over to a miniature setup of the solar system he'd gotten a while back-- this one wasn't cheap, the planet, moons, and stars were actually marbles. He picked two of the moons up, one in each hand, then turned to Cerpin. "No, ******** YOU!" Having lost all danger sense, the small tealblood lobbed one of the marbles right for Cerpin's head. Clearly he did not deserve this nuisance.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 1:02 am
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"Yow- dude, watch i-" Cerpin tried to dodge the various astral bodies pelted in his direction. They bounced off of him and rolled around the floor. Oh that was it, shots had been fired. He tucked his guitar under the couch where it would hopefully be safe. Rolling his wrists, he flexed and stretched his fingers before grabbing a few pillows to smack Deimos with.
"Oooohhhh you are gonna get it now!" Somehow, there almost seemed to be a sparkle of joy in Cerpin's eyes at the prospect of whacking the crap out of Deimos's face with his own pillows. Why the ******** were there so many in here anyways? Was this kid some kind of cuddle monster? He sure didn't look cute or snuggly. Though that was mostly due to Cerpin's bias against the boy.
"Hey, get back here!" Deimos took off with a run, stumbling over all of the crap piled around the hive. Cerpin followed chase, kicking blankets and stuff out of the way as he went.
"BRO YOU NEED TO CLEAN UP YOUR ******** HIVE-" He slipped on another sock or shirt or whatever the hell it was and slammed into a wall, crashing down on top of the small child. Cerpin groaned but also laughed, finding this all incredibly crazy and weird but ultimately somewhat hilarious.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 1:10 am
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"No! I told you to stop!!" Deimos hissed as he lobbed the other moon marble at him. He reached down to grab the planet marble next, but stopped when he noticed Cerpin coming at him with pillows. What, was he going to smother him to death? He didn't like that look in his eyes at all. "You started it!!" He tossed the marble - a bad toss, it didn't even hit - then turned to attempt to run somewhere else in his hive. Surely if he found a small space to cram himself into Cerpin wouldn't be able to get him. Thypion was apparently going to be no help.
"As if!! Go away, creep!" He spared a glance over his shoulder back at Cerpin as he made his way for the hall- which... turned out to be a mistake. He tripped over a blanket right as Cerpin stumbled over something else. A shirt? Who knew. One moment Dei was running, the next he was being crushed by Cerpin. As soon as the world stopped spinning, he began to wriggle violently, trying to free himself. "This isn't funny...! You're -- crushing -- me....!" He attempted to wriggle around onto his back and shove Cerpin off, but he was too tired and Cerpin was just too big. "You're heavy." He sagged, giving up with a last ditch attempt to insult him or something. Might as well get the last word in before Cerpin did whatever the was planning on doing with those pillows.... if he even still had them.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 1:41 am
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Finally, sweet relief. Cerpin rolled off, and Deimos immediately got to his hands and knees, staring over at the older boy as if he'd done him a terrible wrong. Which he had. Most definitely. "Am not. I'm not the weirdo that barged into someone else's hive 'n then sang a dumb song." He huffed, offense ringing clear in his tone. He had no idea what Cerpin was going on about now, and wasn't exactly keen on asking. He'd probably just get his ear talked off or something. "Growin' up isn't optional, dumbass. An'--" before he could continue, Cerpin hit him square in the face with the pillow.
He of course shifted to crush it under his hands as if the pillow itself had attacked him of its own free will. "No I don't, you're bein' a no--news-...nuis-ance an' I wasn't lyin' when I said I was busy." Busy trying to sleep. Which he undoubtedly would not get to do now. But he also wasn't about to clean up his hive since Cerpin had mentioned it earlier. That would give the impression that he cared. Or something. He was too tired to reason that out.
"So that means you gotta get up." He pushed himself up and then proceeded to nudge Cerpin in the side with one foot, none-too-gently, right around where a kidney would be.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 11:30 pm
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Ugh, he should really stick to smaller words when trying to sound... what was it... authoritative? God, that was another big word, he probably couldn't say that one out loud to save his life. "Well I don't care if you don't wanna get up, this is my hive so... its my rules." He huffed, continuing to nudge Cerpin's side with his foot. At least he wasn't wearing shoes. Not much damage a socked foot could do.
The hand on his foot should have been expected, but for whatever reason it had thrown him off balance enough to cause him to wobble in place, arms shooting out to either side to try and balance himself while he stared down at Cerpin with a most pouty expression. "I was gonna sleep but you in--inter--interrupted me." He huffed, then tried to jerk his foot away. Thankfully Cerpin was getting up- though... he was not doing what Deimos wanted him to do... which was leave.
"Hey..! I didn't say you can go up there!" He trotted after him. "You better not touch anythin'! It's my ob-zzer-va-tory okay- I got it set up special." It was probably a dumb thing to state, now Cerpin would have more ammunition to mess up his hive, but it was important that his things not get messed up. He'd just moved to a new patch of the sky to start mapping!
True to Cerpin's guess, there was even more pillows up there, in addition to Deimos's little set up of a telescope, a desk, and several pages of mapping paper - some filled in with stars, others totally blank. A few official star maps were strewn on the floor next to the desk.
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