touch fire, just to taste the truth

[implying]

Date & Time: today!!!!! evening.
Location: room 410
Characters: vanadi and poor, unsuspecting marduk
Summary: vanadi is feeling needy and clingy and pathetic, and must inflict it on friends.
Warnings: uhhhhhh vanadi wishing things could get sexy?? will update if needed!

[ He's not wearing his mask tonight. As a result, he's not terribly recognizable as he wanders the halls of the Housing, hands pocketed, huddled into his hoodie. Not very fashionable, a hoodie, but tonight finds him decidedly apathetic about it.

His steps take him to the fourth floor, and from there to the last room. His glance at the number on the door turns to a stare — and shortly after into a knock.

Marduk, he thinks. He's not sure who his roommates are, he hasn't looked into it, but some little cranny in his electricity-driven mind reassures him that his good, dead friend lives here now, since the reorganization. So he steps back to wait, wondering if he has it in him to be properly cheerful when the door is answered. ]

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I TOLD YOU I DID IT!!! HERE IT IS

[applethief]

[ it takes considerable effort for marduk to drag himself out of his room long enough to answer the knock.

it takes even more for him to actually realize it's vanadi on his doorstep. the hoodie alone almost renders him completely unrecognizable, to say nothing of his posture-- but after a few moments of dedicated staring at vanadi's scar face, everything clicks into place for marduk. ]

You look like shit. [ it's as sympathetic as he can manage as he steps to the side, beckoning vanadi in. ]