11-02-2018, 03:15 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]UNDERNEATH THIS BLACK, BLACK SKY — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Needless to say, Eddie hasn't been having a good day. Or week. Or month. Hell, maybe even a year. His life is just one shitstorm after the other, and Eddie is kind of resigned to it by this point. His uninvited guest may be deeply annoying to deal with, but it's not like Eddie can kick him out. Granted, Eddie isn't entirely sure he wants to. He might be just a little(not just literally) attached to the damn thing, but Eddie wasn't about to admit that for the life of him. Because, for the record, he's still pissed that Venom ate one of his groupmates and got them kicked out. Of his fucking birthplace. It was literally just like -- a week or so ago, what the fuck.
"Just because we can survive on our own, doesn't mean we should," Sick to death of arguing this, Eddie slinks along the ground. Edde still isn't really fond of this we, us thing, but it's not like Eddie is doing it consciously. (the flash of pleasure Venom gets whenever he says it is very suspicious to Eddie, who hasn't realized he's doing it at all.) EDDIE, There's an attempt at a counterpoint right there, but Eddie is not having it. "Scientifically, people thrive better when they're in contact with more than one person" Eddie isn't sure this is a scientific fact, but Venom wouldn't know this either way, he's sure. Eddie isn't all that big on science, except when it pertains to a case. It's really more an unwillingness to bother trying, these days. RACCOONS ARE NOT SOCIAL CREATURES, Venom tries once again, and Eddie might just be projecting the smug edge in the creature's voice at knowing. Eddie finds himself deeply reluctant to give the .. goo monster .. the satisfaction of one victory, derailing.. "And when, exactly, did you learn this?" He huffs, picking up pace as he scuttles over the desert sand and rock.
They're close. Unless Venom decides to physically take over his body, there's no reason to worry. .. Eddie is a little ashamed to admit that joining a new group is an act of sentimentality on his part, though. Fleeing back to the safety and familiarity of a new group, now that he was kind of ... banned ... from his old one. And there's that familiar tinge of annoyance and what is definitely not hurt, just like everytime Eddie thinks of how he got kicked out. He decides not to acknowledge it.
"Well, we're here anyways," Eddie says, instead of trying to continue an argue neither of them would win. There's a downside of sharing a body with a ... thing. (he wants to say parasite, but Venom gets so upset everytime, and he's just not in the mood, right now.) They know each other's intentions and why, at least to a certain extent, and neither of them are being purely logical about this. Their points. Whatever.
Venom makes a vaguely frustrated noise, but doesn't argue or say anything more, much to Eddie's relief. He doesn't want to encounter these ... Roseblooders ... while arguing with him. That'd just make them think he was fucking insane, and Eddie didn't want to fuck up his first impression. This was a fresh start, no black mark on his record. The black mark being Venom in all of his cannibalistic glory. ... Granted, Cannibalism was ... kind of normal, huh? I mean, it wasn't real cannibalism, so many people being different species, but so many of them were sapient and it got so muddled? He's not going to waste time thinking about it right now. That's going down a deep, dark rabbit hole that, while fun to explore, was better left to deal with at later times.
"This is the Rosebloods, yeah?" Eddie decides it's fit to shout at the top of his damn lungs. He'd done a lot of careful research on this group, and he knows the scent. They probably won't kill a joiner, anyways. The raccoon's tail gives a sharp sweep as he scowls for a moment. Ugh. He's witnessed a joining or two -- his birthplace was too small to warrant basically any outsiders coming at all, and it was really awkward to be the one in this position. Settling would be hell, he's sure. "'Cause, if so, I'm here to join. Eddie Brock." He's still shouting. He's not quite sure what he's shouting at. Maybe there's somebody in earshot listening to him, but there's gotta at least one person who comes to investigate, whether they make out the words or not. If not, it doesn't fucking matter though, does it? Eddie is capable of going exploring for weirdos in a forest, thank you very much.
//mightve messed up the territory bc i didnt try at all fshjdfds. (god i need to rewatch the movie though i mightve fucked this up)
"Just because we can survive on our own, doesn't mean we should," Sick to death of arguing this, Eddie slinks along the ground. Edde still isn't really fond of this we, us thing, but it's not like Eddie is doing it consciously. (the flash of pleasure Venom gets whenever he says it is very suspicious to Eddie, who hasn't realized he's doing it at all.) EDDIE, There's an attempt at a counterpoint right there, but Eddie is not having it. "Scientifically, people thrive better when they're in contact with more than one person" Eddie isn't sure this is a scientific fact, but Venom wouldn't know this either way, he's sure. Eddie isn't all that big on science, except when it pertains to a case. It's really more an unwillingness to bother trying, these days. RACCOONS ARE NOT SOCIAL CREATURES, Venom tries once again, and Eddie might just be projecting the smug edge in the creature's voice at knowing. Eddie finds himself deeply reluctant to give the .. goo monster .. the satisfaction of one victory, derailing.. "And when, exactly, did you learn this?" He huffs, picking up pace as he scuttles over the desert sand and rock.
They're close. Unless Venom decides to physically take over his body, there's no reason to worry. .. Eddie is a little ashamed to admit that joining a new group is an act of sentimentality on his part, though. Fleeing back to the safety and familiarity of a new group, now that he was kind of ... banned ... from his old one. And there's that familiar tinge of annoyance and what is definitely not hurt, just like everytime Eddie thinks of how he got kicked out. He decides not to acknowledge it.
"Well, we're here anyways," Eddie says, instead of trying to continue an argue neither of them would win. There's a downside of sharing a body with a ... thing. (he wants to say parasite, but Venom gets so upset everytime, and he's just not in the mood, right now.) They know each other's intentions and why, at least to a certain extent, and neither of them are being purely logical about this. Their points. Whatever.
Venom makes a vaguely frustrated noise, but doesn't argue or say anything more, much to Eddie's relief. He doesn't want to encounter these ... Roseblooders ... while arguing with him. That'd just make them think he was fucking insane, and Eddie didn't want to fuck up his first impression. This was a fresh start, no black mark on his record. The black mark being Venom in all of his cannibalistic glory. ... Granted, Cannibalism was ... kind of normal, huh? I mean, it wasn't real cannibalism, so many people being different species, but so many of them were sapient and it got so muddled? He's not going to waste time thinking about it right now. That's going down a deep, dark rabbit hole that, while fun to explore, was better left to deal with at later times.
"This is the Rosebloods, yeah?" Eddie decides it's fit to shout at the top of his damn lungs. He'd done a lot of careful research on this group, and he knows the scent. They probably won't kill a joiner, anyways. The raccoon's tail gives a sharp sweep as he scowls for a moment. Ugh. He's witnessed a joining or two -- his birthplace was too small to warrant basically any outsiders coming at all, and it was really awkward to be the one in this position. Settling would be hell, he's sure. "'Cause, if so, I'm here to join. Eddie Brock." He's still shouting. He's not quite sure what he's shouting at. Maybe there's somebody in earshot listening to him, but there's gotta at least one person who comes to investigate, whether they make out the words or not. If not, it doesn't fucking matter though, does it? Eddie is capable of going exploring for weirdos in a forest, thank you very much.
//mightve messed up the territory bc i didnt try at all fshjdfds. (god i need to rewatch the movie though i mightve fucked this up)
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