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hopping off for a bit. I feel like throwing up every day. see you in chapter 3
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as far as i know i have no name. call me whatever ya want. 21. they/them
just here to write silly things n have a good time. do not ask me about bugs or birds or fortnite. the conversation will not end
I have anxiety, excuse any late responses to pms n such
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just here to write silly things n have a good time. do not ask me about bugs or birds or fortnite. the conversation will not end
I have anxiety, excuse any late responses to pms n such
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Matias would have slung more insults were it not for Midnight saving the day. He flinched, his hands floating towards his mouth as he failed to say what he wanted to say. Oleander was nearing their breaking point, but some heavy breathing kept them more or less stable. Although the shadows didn't keep them from speaking, it pressed their mask's proboscis against their face and chest, a biting pain afflicting the latter.
"UNDERSTOOD, LADY MIDNIGHT," they signed despite all odds.
"UNDERSTOOD, LADY MIDNIGHT," they signed despite all odds.
Matias's eyes had sealed themselves shut as the pain glowed, but his ears were well and functioning.
"I didn't make no damn mistake..."
His eyes opened at last, and his finger raised, pointing right at Oleander.
"That thing is violent, almost killed me just now. Lord knows what the hell it wanted to do with her..."
Oleander looked up, their eyes locked on Matias now. They didn't move from their position, but that was probably for the best.
"IRIS TRIPPED," they signed, "I WANTED TO HELP HER UP WAS ALL."
"Sure, Mothman," Matias growled, "so you can drain her of her fluids or whatever crap you bugs do. I don't fucking trust you."
Oleander's shoulders raised slowly as their lungs expanded, preparing a deep, dark huff that escaped their mask as a dense, cerulean mist.
"MY PATIENCE IS RUNNING THIN, HUMAN."
"I didn't make no damn mistake..."
His eyes opened at last, and his finger raised, pointing right at Oleander.
"That thing is violent, almost killed me just now. Lord knows what the hell it wanted to do with her..."
Oleander looked up, their eyes locked on Matias now. They didn't move from their position, but that was probably for the best.
"IRIS TRIPPED," they signed, "I WANTED TO HELP HER UP WAS ALL."
"Sure, Mothman," Matias growled, "so you can drain her of her fluids or whatever crap you bugs do. I don't fucking trust you."
Oleander's shoulders raised slowly as their lungs expanded, preparing a deep, dark huff that escaped their mask as a dense, cerulean mist.
"MY PATIENCE IS RUNNING THIN, HUMAN."
Matias let out a pained wheeze as he felt his neck get freed, although this new feeling wasn't much better. He snarled as he tried to break free of his botanical binds, glaring straight at Oleander who happened to be in the same predicament.
"Let go," he hissed, "I'll kill you, damn bug!!"
He almost talked over Iris when she was explaining. His breathing was still heavy, but he looked more bewildered than angry.
"You... what?"
Before he knew it, he was free. He fell on his butt, putting both hands on his neck and attempting to massage to pain away. Oleander, meanwhile, proceeded with what they were doing earlier, scooping Iris from the ground and transporting her to one of the beds, gently laying her down. They didn't move afterwards, only staring down at Iris like a statue.
"Let go," he hissed, "I'll kill you, damn bug!!"
He almost talked over Iris when she was explaining. His breathing was still heavy, but he looked more bewildered than angry.
"You... what?"
Before he knew it, he was free. He fell on his butt, putting both hands on his neck and attempting to massage to pain away. Oleander, meanwhile, proceeded with what they were doing earlier, scooping Iris from the ground and transporting her to one of the beds, gently laying her down. They didn't move afterwards, only staring down at Iris like a statue.
"You know it would given the–?"
A loud thud rushed into Matias's ears. On high alert now, he turned towards the kitchen entrance. His legs became automated, rushing him over to the guest room, of all places.
"Iris?!" he called, swinging the door open.
What he saw mortified him. Oleander was crouched by a fallen Iris, sneaking their arms under her body. They were about to pick her up when their antennae signalled towards Matias's arrival, making then turn around.
"I fucking knew it," Matias barked, "Get off of her, NOW!"
Oleander hardly has time to defend themselves before Matias threw himself on top of them, tackling them to the ground. Oleander was quick to react, however, kicking the man off with powerful legs. Matias fell with a thud, and so did the bug's boot right on his neck.
"STAY OUT OF MY WAY," Oleander signed, "BEFORE I ENSURE YOU CAN NEVER BREATHE AGAIN."
A loud thud rushed into Matias's ears. On high alert now, he turned towards the kitchen entrance. His legs became automated, rushing him over to the guest room, of all places.
"Iris?!" he called, swinging the door open.
What he saw mortified him. Oleander was crouched by a fallen Iris, sneaking their arms under her body. They were about to pick her up when their antennae signalled towards Matias's arrival, making then turn around.
"I fucking knew it," Matias barked, "Get off of her, NOW!"
Oleander hardly has time to defend themselves before Matias threw himself on top of them, tackling them to the ground. Oleander was quick to react, however, kicking the man off with powerful legs. Matias fell with a thud, and so did the bug's boot right on his neck.
"STAY OUT OF MY WAY," Oleander signed, "BEFORE I ENSURE YOU CAN NEVER BREATHE AGAIN."
Matias rolled his eyes.
"I'm fully expecting it to have drank my brain like a smoothie by day five. You're way too trusting."
There wasn't much egg left for him by then. What remained was quickly scooped up into his mouth. With a satisfied hum, he placed his plate on the pile next to Bane.
"I'm gonna start getting ready. Make sure that thing didn't eat Iris."
Oleander straightened their head, nodding once. It's lenses began to flicker and chirp as they fixated on Iris for a moment.
"UNDERSTOOD."
They turned towards the door, then they slowly made their way towards it. Their hand floated over the door knob, but it was pulled back next to their other hand so they could speak.
"I LEAVE YOU TO YOUR WORK. I WISH THE DETECTIVE A SWIFT RECOVERY."
"I'm fully expecting it to have drank my brain like a smoothie by day five. You're way too trusting."
There wasn't much egg left for him by then. What remained was quickly scooped up into his mouth. With a satisfied hum, he placed his plate on the pile next to Bane.
"I'm gonna start getting ready. Make sure that thing didn't eat Iris."
Oleander straightened their head, nodding once. It's lenses began to flicker and chirp as they fixated on Iris for a moment.
"UNDERSTOOD."
They turned towards the door, then they slowly made their way towards it. Their hand floated over the door knob, but it was pulled back next to their other hand so they could speak.
"I LEAVE YOU TO YOUR WORK. I WISH THE DETECTIVE A SWIFT RECOVERY."
Matias's exacerbated look diminished with the two women's reactions. His head craned back, and his finger returned to its rightful place on Matias's side.
"Well. I'm glad you understood."
With a soft sigh, Matias returned to his seat, eyeing the eggs over like prey. He didn't even finish sitting down before he pierced a piece and shoved it in his mouth.
"That's nice, dog man. Maybe they can replace that stupid bug as our moles. I'm sure they're nicer."
The stupid bug, meanwhile, tilted their head, as if Iris was stupid.
"I WEAR ARMOR," Oleander signed, "L-E-P-I-D-A-T-E-S DON'T HAVE EXOSKELETONS. EVEN IF WE DID, I WOULD STILL WEAR CLOTHING. I FIND THAT QUESTION RATHER SILLY. HA HA."
It tilted their head to the other side.
"IS YOUR HAIR MADE OF WEEDS, SAGE?"
"Well. I'm glad you understood."
With a soft sigh, Matias returned to his seat, eyeing the eggs over like prey. He didn't even finish sitting down before he pierced a piece and shoved it in his mouth.
"That's nice, dog man. Maybe they can replace that stupid bug as our moles. I'm sure they're nicer."
The stupid bug, meanwhile, tilted their head, as if Iris was stupid.
"I WEAR ARMOR," Oleander signed, "L-E-P-I-D-A-T-E-S DON'T HAVE EXOSKELETONS. EVEN IF WE DID, I WOULD STILL WEAR CLOTHING. I FIND THAT QUESTION RATHER SILLY. HA HA."
It tilted their head to the other side.
"IS YOUR HAIR MADE OF WEEDS, SAGE?"
Matias responded to Bane with a raised eyebrow, nothing more; if Bane was speaking good of them, surely these friends could be trusted, so no need to question it. Besides, he now had Midnight daring to question him. His brow furrowed as quickly as it raised.
"You know exactly what I mean. Shoving yourself where you shouldn't and insisting on doing it even when you're missing a pint of blood. Remember that you're only slightly better from what happened."
With almost every annunciation, he pressed a finger against Midnight's chest, not hard enough to hurt but just enough that it felt firm.
Oleander stood silent to take a breath, then approached Iris slowly, closer and closer until the two were probably half a feet apart.
"I INSIST."
No further elaboration.
"You know exactly what I mean. Shoving yourself where you shouldn't and insisting on doing it even when you're missing a pint of blood. Remember that you're only slightly better from what happened."
With almost every annunciation, he pressed a finger against Midnight's chest, not hard enough to hurt but just enough that it felt firm.
Oleander stood silent to take a breath, then approached Iris slowly, closer and closer until the two were probably half a feet apart.
"I INSIST."
No further elaboration.
Matias's grip on his boss's shoulders loosened considerably as he looked towards Bane. It was more of a tender grip than a for-dear-life grip.
"We should all go," he said, "because I don't want one of you getting hurt while everyone else is on the other side of the earth. At this point, it's happened one too many times, and I'm pretty sure Iris is sick to death of playing doctor."
He looked to Midnight, straight in the eyes.
"That includes you."
Oleander hung their head slightly, letting out a small cloud of smoke.
"I SUPPOSE I'M BEING QUICK TO JUDGE. EXCUSE ME, FOR I WILL NEED TIME TO ADJUST."
They turned to face Iris.
"I'VE NOTED THAT YOU SEEM EXHAUSTED. I VOLUNTEER TO LOOK OVER THE DETECTIVE, IF YOU MAY TRUST ME TO DO SO."
"We should all go," he said, "because I don't want one of you getting hurt while everyone else is on the other side of the earth. At this point, it's happened one too many times, and I'm pretty sure Iris is sick to death of playing doctor."
He looked to Midnight, straight in the eyes.
"That includes you."
Oleander hung their head slightly, letting out a small cloud of smoke.
"I SUPPOSE I'M BEING QUICK TO JUDGE. EXCUSE ME, FOR I WILL NEED TIME TO ADJUST."
They turned to face Iris.
"I'VE NOTED THAT YOU SEEM EXHAUSTED. I VOLUNTEER TO LOOK OVER THE DETECTIVE, IF YOU MAY TRUST ME TO DO SO."
"Alright, then that sounds like a–..."
His thoughts were interrupted by rhythmic footsteps behind him. Looking back, he saw Midnight moving back and forth, her franticness seeming to make a come back.
"Mija..."
He stood from his seat, went up to her, and slapped his hands right on her shoulders.
"Mija, enough. You're freaking me out."
Oleander quietly brushed past Iris to approach the window anew, but instead of jumping out they stood by and stared pensively out the clear glass. They looked back after a few moments of pregnant silence.
"AN INTERESTING VARIETY. I'M QUITE CONFUSED AS TO WHY LADY MIDNIGHT ADDED ME TO HER ARSENAL, BUT I SUPPOSE I SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED AS SHE LET A HUMAN BE PART OF THE MIX."
His thoughts were interrupted by rhythmic footsteps behind him. Looking back, he saw Midnight moving back and forth, her franticness seeming to make a come back.
"Mija..."
He stood from his seat, went up to her, and slapped his hands right on her shoulders.
"Mija, enough. You're freaking me out."
Oleander quietly brushed past Iris to approach the window anew, but instead of jumping out they stood by and stared pensively out the clear glass. They looked back after a few moments of pregnant silence.
"AN INTERESTING VARIETY. I'M QUITE CONFUSED AS TO WHY LADY MIDNIGHT ADDED ME TO HER ARSENAL, BUT I SUPPOSE I SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED AS SHE LET A HUMAN BE PART OF THE MIX."
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