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voidtreckerexpress2020-06-22 08:37 pm
flatteries) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-06-22 08:37 pm
(open) i don't know how to word it
Who: Inigo and you!
When: Fiddlesticks 27
Where: Sleeper carriages, luggage carriage
What: Inigo loses a boyfriend.
Warnings: None, just a very sad Inigo.
( scenario a - sleeper carriages )
Maybe you've already noticed it, but something about Inigo today seems.. off. Or at least, extra off, considering Inigo has already seemed to be acting more strangely than usually the past few days, especially since the day of the party.
But today? Today things have seemed to reach a fever pitch. Maybe you're worried enough to go check up on him, in which case you might find the guy in one of the hallways of the sleeper carriages, near his room. If you bother to ask him what's up though, he'll just laugh.
"What? No, I'm fine! Of course I'm fine, what could po--"
That's the exact moment he turns to head into his room to try and hide from this conversation, only to forget to scan his ticket. Which means he's just walking head-first into the door, causing him to topple over to the ground.
It's fine. He's fine. This is fine.
( scenario b - luggage carriage )
Inigo is trying really hard to carry on as usually. Really, he is. Because that's just what he does. He's not someone who sits around and mopes. Sure, the circumstances here may be different than the ones back home, but old habits are hard to give up, and Inigo's oldest and most stubborn habit is definitely the thought running through his mind that he has to be okay. He has to be strong. So despite the moments where he slips up and seems off, he tries so hard to laugh. And joke. As if nothing is up.
As if he doesn't feel like his heart has been torn straight out of his body.
But it's so hard to keep it up all the time. At least the shower is a good place to cry, but when Inigo finds it occupied exactly at the moment he needs it, he quickly tries to look for another place. He knows nowhere on the train is safe to hide from everyone, but he figures the luggage carriage is at least the furthest out of the way. It's the only option right now. It's either that, or crying in the middle of the train.
Which is why if you happen to be in the luggage carriage - or went looking for him everywhere only to end up here - you may find Inigo sitting on top of some suitcases. His knees are drawn up to his chest, and although that makes it impossible to see his face from the current angle, the telltale sounds of sobs are probably all anyone needs to see what's going on here.
When: Fiddlesticks 27
Where: Sleeper carriages, luggage carriage
What: Inigo loses a boyfriend.
Warnings: None, just a very sad Inigo.
( scenario a - sleeper carriages )
Maybe you've already noticed it, but something about Inigo today seems.. off. Or at least, extra off, considering Inigo has already seemed to be acting more strangely than usually the past few days, especially since the day of the party.
But today? Today things have seemed to reach a fever pitch. Maybe you're worried enough to go check up on him, in which case you might find the guy in one of the hallways of the sleeper carriages, near his room. If you bother to ask him what's up though, he'll just laugh.
"What? No, I'm fine! Of course I'm fine, what could po--"
That's the exact moment he turns to head into his room to try and hide from this conversation, only to forget to scan his ticket. Which means he's just walking head-first into the door, causing him to topple over to the ground.
It's fine. He's fine. This is fine.
( scenario b - luggage carriage )
Inigo is trying really hard to carry on as usually. Really, he is. Because that's just what he does. He's not someone who sits around and mopes. Sure, the circumstances here may be different than the ones back home, but old habits are hard to give up, and Inigo's oldest and most stubborn habit is definitely the thought running through his mind that he has to be okay. He has to be strong. So despite the moments where he slips up and seems off, he tries so hard to laugh. And joke. As if nothing is up.
As if he doesn't feel like his heart has been torn straight out of his body.
But it's so hard to keep it up all the time. At least the shower is a good place to cry, but when Inigo finds it occupied exactly at the moment he needs it, he quickly tries to look for another place. He knows nowhere on the train is safe to hide from everyone, but he figures the luggage carriage is at least the furthest out of the way. It's the only option right now. It's either that, or crying in the middle of the train.
Which is why if you happen to be in the luggage carriage - or went looking for him everywhere only to end up here - you may find Inigo sitting on top of some suitcases. His knees are drawn up to his chest, and although that makes it impossible to see his face from the current angle, the telltale sounds of sobs are probably all anyone needs to see what's going on here.
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"I'm not calling you out so you spill your soul to me, kid. I like you. You've got a good heart. And you're tough. I can see that. But..." Gladio dropped the bags into the mugs and reached for the sugar. He liked his tea sweet. "... Keeping stuff bottled up will hurt you. Leaves a scar on that soul of yours. Wounds way deeper than you'd give them credit for. Eventually wounds like that'll tear you apart. It almost did me." Gladio had bottled so much up, even before the train. Once he was trapped on the train with nowhere to go, he'd been forced to confront it all and had fallen into a downward spiral of depression that had taken him a while to crawl out of. And it had hurt...
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At least he's nice enough to shove the jar over in Gladio's direction as well in case he wants one - and it's not even meant as part of the distraction, Inigo would just feel guilty chowing down all by himself.
"It's better this way," he finally ends up saying when his mouth has cleared up again. "I don't want people to have to feel sorry for me."
For Yuki disappearing, at the moment, but also for everything in general. His dead parents. Him fighting for his life every day since he was so young. Traveling to a past where he would have no life left after saving the world, the fact that he's a total disappointment in the eyes of his father, the Exalt.. All of which he's completely tried to sweep under the carpet.
"Better me getting hurt than anyone else."
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"Feeling sorry for you?" He looked at Inigo with a confused frown. "Is that what you think'll happen? Not sympathy? Not empathy and understanding? Not comfort for a friend in a bad place? But you think they'd feel sorry for you, pity you?" He sighed and reached for the kettle as it boiled and added the water to the mugs.
"And why's it up to you to decide who gets hurt and who doesn't?" He asked once the kettle was set aside and he moved to stir the drinks. "... I might not be a close friend, Inigo. But if you're hurting, I'd like to help. I'm sure others would too. I'm sure if they were hurting you'd wanna know, right? You'd be sad if someone you cared about hid their pain from you?" Gladio shot him a quick glance and a gentle smile. "You pick who you tell. But you should talk to someone. Keeping things bottled up, especially from people who love you, hurts more in the long run."
argh i never got a notif for this!! i'm so sorry, you should've booped me on the head ;;;
But that doesn't mean he can just stop being that.
"But-- they don't have to be sad if they don't know." And granted, he sure isn't being very convincing right now about this whole Yuki situation, but even Inigo has had moments where he was better about actually hiding things. "People might be sad right along with me if they knew about my pain, and I.. don't want that."
He shakes his head, staring down at the jar in his arms.
"I only ever wanted to make people smile."