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[hippie_ninja]

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[hippie_ninja]

He's the type that likes a little space sometimes.

But I am wondering how you ended up at my number instead.

[proofofconcept]

Please believe me when I say I have no fucking idea.

[hippie_ninja]

It's okay. This really could have been so much worse. At least we like the same thing.

[proofofconcept]

Yeah, we didn't like. Accidentally get into fights that the people we were now fighting with didn't know about.

[hippie_ninja]

And on the list of embarrassing things to learn about a stranger, I think we lucked out.

Where are you from?

[proofofconcept]

Like...originally? Um...New Jersey. Earth?

[hippie_ninja]

I'm from D.C.

I hear New Jersey is nice.

[He's teasing because poor New Jersey is the butt of many a joke even in Virginia]

[proofofconcept]

It's not, but it would appreciate the vote of confidence. DC is actually nice though, I think.

[He starts hauling himself up from the ground, now that it seems he's going to survive this experience, and reveals himself to be in an Up public apartment, judging by the scenery that passes.]

I'm kind of also from this...like, you know... [Not Narnia, he hates the Narnia comparison. But a lot of popular fantasy is technically just on Earth.] Um, like...Lord of the Rings? I sort of am partly also from Middle Earth. Except it's not Middle Earth, it's Fillory.

[hippie_ninja]

[That paints a confusing picture. But probably no more than Jesus's.]

Yeah, we had an event that... Well, now, Virginia is more like living in Little House on the Prairie.

[proofofconcept]

So like, an apocalypse type thing? Which, um, you don't have to talk about if you don't want, that might be...a lot, obviously.

[hippie_ninja]

It happened a while ago. [He can talk about it. Most of it.] But yeah, an apocalypse.

[proofofconcept]

[Quentin nods, not quite sure what to say.] Sorry. I had to, um. Stop one of those once. Kinda set off the events that led directly to me dying, I learned recently.

[hippie_ninja]

Is that how you ended up here? You died there?

[proofofconcept]

Um...well, I'm about...uh, I'd guess an hour or two away from it? I only actually found out I died when someone else from my home got here and told me. But at the point I left I wasn't dead or dying yet.

[hippie_ninja]

That must have been a shock.

I came here dying. My friend remembers burying me.

I didn't see the afterlife being a place I'd be encouraged to hook up with as many men as possible but it could be worse.

cw: suicide mention

[proofofconcept]

[At some point, Quentin has settled onto a stool in a kitchen and set his device somewhere it can see him.] I mean...not really. I knew that... [Pause, considering how to put this.] I knew that there were a lot of ways for the plan to fail, and I knew that if it came down to sacrificing myself to make sure the plan worked, I'd do it. I'm not super surprised that I found a way to do that.

["Did I do something brave to save my friends or did I finally find a way to kill myself?"]

Anyway, yeah, I mean if this is an afterlife I can think of worse ones. [Small laugh.] Not legally responsible for my own actions and get to fuck whoever will have me? Sign me the fuck up.

Re: cw: suicide mention

[hippie_ninja]

[he could take that and turn the conversation. But he doesn't; he wonders:]

Do you feel different here? Like you should sacrifice yourself?

[proofofconcept]

[oh, so we're...not gonna talk about fucking anymore]

Um. I mean. There's not really anything to sacrifice myself to, here.

[Notably not an answer!]

[hippie_ninja]

[he's glad to circle back around to it, he just likes to know what flavor of self destructive he's flirting with first]

Probably a good thing.

So... Is Elliot the only one you play with like that?

[proofofconcept]

No, definitely not. I, um. I mean, pretty much anyone I'm willing to sleep with, I'm willing to...you know. Do that kind of stuff with.

[hippie_ninja]

Yeah? [There's a bit of a grin there, in the voice] Maybe we should play around sometime.

[proofofconcept]

[eyes emoji times a million]

I mean. Yeah, we can, um. We can do that.

Um...I should point out that this level of awkwardness is like, one hundred percent, um, normal, not like. A sign that I'm hesitant or something.

[hippie_ninja]

[A laugh] I was wondering.

Sort of charming though, now that I know.

[proofofconcept]

Yep, that's me. Mr. Charm.

[Said with such a depressed exhaustion the likes of which you have never heard.]

[hippie_ninja]

Sounds like you've made something about it work for you.