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thecapitol2014-05-13 11:31 pm
acroodawakening) wrote in thecapitol2014-05-13 11:31 pm
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this place is a narrative mess
Who| Closed to Guy and his close CR
What| Guy is brought back to the Tribute Center
Where| District 6 and Guy's room
When| The night of the expose when he's returned and the next morning after.
Warnings/Notes| CW: Possible mention of bidding, mental trauma/dissociation, the usual for someone's that dealt with Penny
When the Peacekeepers brought him back, Guy was silent, floating along like a ghost next to them. His face was still blotchy from the crying and his eyes were red-rimmed but there was no emotion on his face. He'd shut down. Sometimes it was okay to take time to be sad and sometimes you got so sad you had to not think but it had never been like this.
He had always been someone that dealt with his feelings as they came and only shoved them aside for later if he was facing something life or death. Then when it was over, he dealt with them, felt them, and moved on.
This had finally pushed him beyond that. He'd felt so much - so much fear and despair and misery - that something had collapsed in itself and now there was just a dull buzzing behind his ears.
The world no longer made sense and the worst part of it was that the things that did make sense, like his story, like the life he'd shaped for himself, had been taken away from him. His story had been twisted into something else and now it didn't belong to him anymore.
Now it would be what they wanted it to be and he would be the thing they wanted him to be and there was nothing he could do about it, except hope that he got boring enough they cut the thread that tied him to this new life and let him drift away. Now his life would be just like the emptiness inside a shell instead of the patterns on the outside or the sounds it could make.
What| Guy is brought back to the Tribute Center
Where| District 6 and Guy's room
When| The night of the expose when he's returned and the next morning after.
Warnings/Notes| CW: Possible mention of bidding, mental trauma/dissociation, the usual for someone's that dealt with Penny
When the Peacekeepers brought him back, Guy was silent, floating along like a ghost next to them. His face was still blotchy from the crying and his eyes were red-rimmed but there was no emotion on his face. He'd shut down. Sometimes it was okay to take time to be sad and sometimes you got so sad you had to not think but it had never been like this.
He had always been someone that dealt with his feelings as they came and only shoved them aside for later if he was facing something life or death. Then when it was over, he dealt with them, felt them, and moved on.
This had finally pushed him beyond that. He'd felt so much - so much fear and despair and misery - that something had collapsed in itself and now there was just a dull buzzing behind his ears.
The world no longer made sense and the worst part of it was that the things that did make sense, like his story, like the life he'd shaped for himself, had been taken away from him. His story had been twisted into something else and now it didn't belong to him anymore.
Now it would be what they wanted it to be and he would be the thing they wanted him to be and there was nothing he could do about it, except hope that he got boring enough they cut the thread that tied him to this new life and let him drift away. Now his life would be just like the emptiness inside a shell instead of the patterns on the outside or the sounds it could make.
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He was already taking to it well, if that cheek touch was any indication. It wasn't quite a pap, but he could explain papping later, maybe, and shooshing. Just so it didn't confuse Guy quite as much the first time it came up in earnest.
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He liked that. He liked this whole idea, a special friend that you loved deeply, even if it was another kind of love, different from mates. Not greater, not lesser, just something on its own.
And the whole point was hugs and cuddles and taking care of each other.
It was what he felt already, wasn't it? Signless was gentle and kind and wanted to show people how to be peaceful - and it was no fault of his that they didn't want to listen. He saw a better world, a better way to be - just like Guy did. Just like Eep did. Just like his family did.
It took away the sting of missing home to be around someone like that. It helped make it so the cruelty and misery was easier to bear.
He also liked the idea of having words for all different kinds of love.
Guy smiled a gentle smile at him and took Signless' words as an invitation, pulling him closer and leaning his face in to aggressively nuzzle his neck. Without being at all fueled by desire, it was nevertheless passionate.
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If Guy kept nuzzling, he'd soon start purring, a kind of low rumble in his chest and the back of his throat.
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He did keep up with the nuzzling and as soon as the purring started he pulled back to look Signless in the eye.
Far be it from looking unnerved or weirded out by a person purring, he looked absolutely delighted, in much the same way Singless had found his nose booping adorable at the Crowning.
"You purr? Like a cat?" His jaw briefly hung open. "That is adorable."
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At least, he didn't think so, he'd never heard a human hiss or chirp.
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He was pretty sure he knew what a mammal was now. He'd been watching Junior Science Explorers a lot and while the Capitol got a lot of facts wrong, he now had sciencey friends to checks facts with who usually corrected any wrong information. And at least some of it was right.
"We're more like monkeys and they're not the kind of mammal that purrs. Those are cats."
That's what the video had said anyway. That humans were in the same giant mammal family as apes.
"We do more hooting kinda noises and growling. Like you can't hear it but the way I'm talking is very -" He broke into a series of random tiny hoot noises, grunts, clicks, and growls. "See, that was me just doing word sounds by themselves instead of making them into words, but that's how my language mostly sounds. You just can't hear it because it translates."
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Warn him about Karkat, more like.
"Karkat is also my moirail. And he may be a little prickly at you at first, because he's young and possessive and just prickly in general."
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Apparently, his default state when it came to all this was going to be chillness.
"I'll try to be nice and help him realize I'm not going to steal you."
That wasn't supposed to be how relationships worked, after all. Sharing was better. Just like Belt shared him with Eep. Falling in love with her hadn't stopped them from being best buds.
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It was good, to know that Guy was so open to all of this when so many people (and so many trolls) wouldn't have been. Monogamy seemed to be the norm in most societies, both his own and the ones he'd encountered here.
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It'd be easier if they at least got along and he wanted this to be easy. He wanted some things to be simple and good.
He went in for another little nuzzle and then pulled back, pressing a kiss against Signless' cheek and his forehead. Then he leaned in and nuzzled his nose against his.