[IC] Misc. Open Post

[curriculum_fictae]

For various overflow, misc. threads that don't fit on the comms they're for, etc.

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[hijoperdido]

...A-at the end, yeah.

[curriculum_fictae]

Yeah.

That's - you've seen one of the eldritch gods from my world already. The Eye.

[hijoperdido]

Go-

[He's starting to calm down a bit.]

Gods. Gods from your world.

[curriculum_fictae]

Y-yes. Horrible monstrous ones. And they sometimes end up entangled in regular people? Giving them horrible abilities.

[hijoperdido]

...Well. That sounds horrible.

[curriculum_fictae]

Yes. Well.

My husband is one of those people. I used to be one of them myself, until several very brave people pulled it out of me. But there are still some ... lingering effects.

[hijoperdido]

Sounds bad.

[He's starting to hunker down in his blanket and ruana.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Apocalyptic, yes.

... If you saw spiders, that could be me. I still have some connection to the Web.

[hijoperdido]

I-i don't really know what any of that means. But if you being here means it hurts my family...

[curriculum_fictae]

Then I need to leave. At any cost. As soon as possible.

[hijoperdido]

[Bruno looks up to him, not really thinking much about practically being in his lap, curled up close in his arms. Then nods.]

In the morning. You'll need some more sleep.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He opens his mouth to protest but.

But whatever's happening can probably wait until morning, so he nods. ]

All right. In the morning.

[ He's not moving. ]

[hijoperdido]

[He nods. A little too tired to really protest Martin not moving. He just settles in where he is, some of the rats coming to curl up with them as well.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ The. The rats are a BIT much for Martin, but he takes in a deep breath and doesn't fuss.

If anything, he's asleep that much quicker with Bruno tucked safely in his arms. ]

[hijoperdido]

[At least they're small and unobtrusive? Mostly there to comfort him.

But he doesn't seem to have any worse dreams the rest of the night. A little strained and not good sleep, but what else is new?]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Good rats then. And Martin does love mice so ... that's close enough.

He winds up totally relaxed by morning, arms still curled protectively around Bruno. The floor is not ideal, but having someone in his arms? That helped Martin get decent sleep, at least. He's still asleep whenever Bruno wakes up. ]

[hijoperdido]

[And Martin is much softer and warmer than his box-bed he's slept on for so many years. He only wakes up when he starts to hear the family getting food together.]

Mm?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin shifts too then, eyes still closed as he reaches a gentle hand up to caress Bruno's hair. Presses a kiss to his forehead. ]

Morning, dear.

[hijoperdido]

[That-

He stills at that, breath stopping. Before he sllllowly turns to look up.]

Um.

[curriculum_fictae]

Hm?

[ He opens his eyes -

And freezes, immediately going pink. ]

-- Shit! Sorry! I thought - god, I always sleep with my husband like this -

[hijoperdido]

I-it's okay, it's all right! Just a little confused for a second, but it's all right.

[curriculum_fictae]

S-still, I'm so sorry, god -

[ He gently starts disentangling himself from Bruno, face red. ]

[hijoperdido]

[He'll help disentangle, but even when Martin's pulled away, he's... Cold. Bruno rubs at his arm a little, feeling very small suddenly.]

I, uh. I-i'm not mad or anything, just.

[How does he say he's never had anyone hold him in his sleep before without actually saying he's never had anyone hold him in his sleep before and it was nice?]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin looks him over at the gesture, still very pink. Rather cool himself now without someone there. ]

J-just surprised?

[hijoperdido]

Yeah. Surprised.