[ Blitz steps inside the room, it's a bit small for Stolas but he can see the touches of him as sparse as they are. ] Must be a relief to have your own space and an actual bed for your lanky ass again, eh?
[ Despite the beanbag being hardly comfortable he couldn't bring himself to hate the arrangement before in his cramped little apartment. He woke up and Stolas was there the first thing when he woke up - a reminder that the horrible thing that he sometimes still dreamed of, even now hadn't come to pass. He'd tried to make the situation as comfortable as he could and hoped that it at least eased some of his struggle. The imp clears his throat and shakes his head, clearing out the images to focus on the bird in front of him.
Oh uhh, shit. He'd just asked him a question. ]
Uh well. I wanted to ask you - [ ... ] you know what why don't you go first?
[ Small, but far more homey than his large empty had ever felt. ] Having a bed is certainly a lot more comfortable than a couch, though your apartment had far more warmth than my manor did. Some nights it felt... far too large and empty. Especially when Via was with her mother. I do appreciate you giving up for the couch for me.
[ It's a quiet admittance that he had more space than he knew what to do with. That even in his month-long depressive state, how much it meant to wake up or fall asleep to the sight of Blitz on that beanbag in that tiny apartment where three beings were cramped into it. That Blitz had to basically take of his spoiled rich bird ass. ]
Oh w-well... [ Stolas is certainly stumbling over his words, trying desperately to not fuck this up. He turns his face and a blush rises to his cheeks, flushing them black. ] I wondered if you might to perhaps... go to the ball as my date?
Even when it meant waking up to horse cartoons and every morning? [ Blitz chuckles. But he most certainly wasn't gonna leave Stolas out on the street to fend for himself - even if the circumstances of him losing everything were different and not caused by Blitz. He'd been alone after the fire, on his own at his lowest without his family and couldn't let Stolas go through that. He might be an asshole but wasn't a total piece of shit, no matter what gets said about him. ]
You're welcome, Stols. I know we've had our share of... history but I'm here for you when you need it.
[ error Blitz.exe has stopped working. He blinks. Then blinks again before the shocked expression morphs into a pout. ]
What the hell, I wanted to ask you to go with me. Ugh I should've gone first.
Even when it meant waking up to horse cartoons or buried under your plethora of horse plushes. [ Stolas smiles softly, without the hint of pain that has haunted for the entire month. While he knows that something happened to Blitz in the years they didn't see each other, he doesn't know the details of it. Only that it caused a rift between Blitz and the people in his life - that it caused walls to go up. ]
Just as I am always here when you need it. If you should ever... need someone to talk to.
[ His feelings for Blitz haven't changed, even after the fights and history. Yet Stolas can't bring himself to say it at this moment, not when Blitz is staring at him in that way. Anxiety rises up in his chest and doesn't release until the imp finally speaks. Now it's Stolas who stares in shock that Blitz was going to ask him the same question.
With the release of anxiety, Stolas laughs lightly tiny hoots escaping unbidden. ]
Should a situation arise when we both have something to say again, you can go first, Blitzy. [ The return of the nickname, it's said softly with a lot of affection. ]
Careful. You might just find yourself under a horse pile when you least expect it. [ The corners of his mouth quirk slightly; maybe his horse collection here isn't as vast but there's enough for an emergency horse cuddle sesh if need be. ]
Thanks.
[ And maybe... the idea of perhaps eventually taking him up on that doesn't feel quite so terrifying - and that's what scares him. Would Stolas still feel that way or want anything to do with him if he knew what he did?
His brief reverie is broken and the fleeting darkness dissipates. His smile softens at the nickname. Before he'd thought that it had been mocking - just another way to degrade and treat him like an itty bitty imp. Now Blitz knows better. ]
You haven't called me that in a long time.
[ ... ]
So that's definitely a yes, then. In case me wanting to ask the same thing didn't make that clear; I want to go with you.
I do believe if I survived it once, I will again. [ It's endearing, how much Blitz loves horses and collects plushes of them. Surprising the first time he woke up like that, but knowing that Blitz had shared something he's passionate about warms his hollow bones. ]
You're welcome.
[ Blitz has seen the disaster that was Stolas' life for the most part. He also knows something happened in the imp's life, the scars alone are proof of that. The conversation on the balcony, Ozzie's words about the history with Fizzarolli and the way all the photos on the wall have Blitz's image scribbled out. It paints a picture of something tragic.
Oh, he wasn't entirely sure the nickname would be accepted considering the ways he had used it prior to everything changing. Seeing Blitz's face soften that way eases the rest of the anxiety from his chest that he started all this with. It's not perfect, and they've a long way to go, but it gives him hope that they can get through this. ]
I haven't. You... [ Stolas starts and stops that sentence, it feels Too Big right now. To say that Blitz is the light that cut through the darkness that was his existence with Stella. ] Being here with you and Via makes me happy.
[ It feels smaller, despite it being anything but that. The only thing that would make this place better is Blitz having the rest of his family here too (how nice that Loona's return isn't far off either). He leans down to brush a hand over Blitz's cheek gently, affectionately. ]
Yes, I quite gathered that but clarity is important. You'll have to be creative again.
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[ Despite the beanbag being hardly comfortable he couldn't bring himself to hate the arrangement before in his cramped little apartment. He woke up and Stolas was there the first thing when he woke up - a reminder that the horrible thing that he sometimes still dreamed of, even now hadn't come to pass. He'd tried to make the situation as comfortable as he could and hoped that it at least eased some of his struggle. The imp clears his throat and shakes his head, clearing out the images to focus on the bird in front of him.
Oh uhh, shit. He'd just asked him a question. ]
Uh well. I wanted to ask you - [ ... ] you know what why don't you go first?
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[ It's a quiet admittance that he had more space than he knew what to do with. That even in his month-long depressive state, how much it meant to wake up or fall asleep to the sight of Blitz on that beanbag in that tiny apartment where three beings were cramped into it. That Blitz had to basically take of his spoiled rich bird ass. ]
Oh w-well... [ Stolas is certainly stumbling over his words, trying desperately to not fuck this up. He turns his face and a blush rises to his cheeks, flushing them black. ] I wondered if you might to perhaps... go to the ball as my date?
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You're welcome, Stols. I know we've had our share of... history but I'm here for you when you need it.
[ error Blitz.exe has stopped working. He blinks. Then blinks again before the shocked expression morphs into a pout. ]
What the hell, I wanted to ask you to go with me. Ugh I should've gone first.
Yes I'll go with you, bird brain.
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Just as I am always here when you need it. If you should ever... need someone to talk to.
[ His feelings for Blitz haven't changed, even after the fights and history. Yet Stolas can't bring himself to say it at this moment, not when Blitz is staring at him in that way. Anxiety rises up in his chest and doesn't release until the imp finally speaks. Now it's Stolas who stares in shock that Blitz was going to ask him the same question.
With the release of anxiety, Stolas laughs lightly tiny hoots escaping unbidden. ]
Should a situation arise when we both have something to say again, you can go first, Blitzy. [ The return of the nickname, it's said softly with a lot of affection. ]
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Thanks.
[ And maybe... the idea of perhaps eventually taking him up on that doesn't feel quite so terrifying - and that's what scares him. Would Stolas still feel that way or want anything to do with him if he knew what he did?
His brief reverie is broken and the fleeting darkness dissipates. His smile softens at the nickname. Before he'd thought that it had been mocking - just another way to degrade and treat him like an itty bitty imp. Now Blitz knows better. ]
You haven't called me that in a long time.
[ ... ]
So that's definitely a yes, then. In case me wanting to ask the same thing didn't make that clear; I want to go with you.
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You're welcome.
[ Blitz has seen the disaster that was Stolas' life for the most part. He also knows something happened in the imp's life, the scars alone are proof of that. The conversation on the balcony, Ozzie's words about the history with Fizzarolli and the way all the photos on the wall have Blitz's image scribbled out. It paints a picture of something tragic.
Oh, he wasn't entirely sure the nickname would be accepted considering the ways he had used it prior to everything changing. Seeing Blitz's face soften that way eases the rest of the anxiety from his chest that he started all this with. It's not perfect, and they've a long way to go, but it gives him hope that they can get through this. ]
I haven't. You... [ Stolas starts and stops that sentence, it feels Too Big right now. To say that Blitz is the light that cut through the darkness that was his existence with Stella. ] Being here with you and Via makes me happy.
[ It feels smaller, despite it being anything but that. The only thing that would make this place better is Blitz having the rest of his family here too (how nice that Loona's return isn't far off either). He leans down to brush a hand over Blitz's cheek gently, affectionately. ]
Yes, I quite gathered that but clarity is important. You'll have to be creative again.