Who: Scar, Lust, Envy, Heather, Henry What: Super Backdated 4th Wall Post Prom Room Party Where: The Academy Warnings: PG 13 - Over consumption of Alcohol, Drunken Discussion of Sexual Themes, Mild Body Horror
He does not skip a beat about the killed by dogs he's heard enough about Silent Hill that it makes perfect sense that this would happen in front of Henry the poor wisdom receiving bastard.
"Whaaaat...no s'not. Their job is hot backup dancing 'n they just like flirting. They'd think you were cute."
"Oh..." Henry's voice warbles a little. He sniffs. He doesn't know if he could keep up with a hot backup dancer. Ten years. He hasn't even tried. Is he...a loser?
He ignores the comment about conditioner because he thinks he is using PERFECTLY adequate hair care products.
"I don't even know what I would say...I've never even gone all the way with a dude..."
His face was starting to get sore from pressing into his Poke'Gear.
Envy corrects the 'H-word' usage before she can-- Heather may not know TONS about Lust's nightclub beyond what she shares in passing, but she does know that nobody there is a hooker.
"We gotta get you out more..."
It's not like she can talk. She was friends with Envy for years before they got together and it was awhile longer still before they worked up to the deed.
But Henry's not a BAD-looking guy! A bit of a slob, sure, but he's cute! In his own special Henry way. And this is the first time he's ever even hinted at being this kind of lonely.
"We gotta... we gotta find someone who'll treat you good."
"I don't...need to get married or anything..." Henry finally lifts his head long enough to tug his Poke'gear out from under his face. He sets it to the side. It continues to record. "I just want...to go on a nice date...with a nice girl...who doesn't get eaten by dogs or...sent walking toward a...a...gyrating blood vortex...hhhhuuhhaahhhhhhhhh...."
Henry rolls a leaky brown eye up to Envy.
"You really think they'd think I was cute? Am I cute, Envy?"
Envy is fully aware that Henry is 100% serious about both the dogs AND the blood vortex. He's pretty sure he even remembers that the blood vortex girl's name starts with an E.
But it is still very very hard not to laugh when Henry tearfully asks him if he's cute. Please appreciate how hard he's trying to not laugh at you friend. He joins Heather in plapping a hand on Henry's shoulder.
"Yeah...yeah sure you are. Heather's right, you jus' gotta go outside."
While Scar has ceased contributing verbally to the conversation, he still is very much paying attention to it. At least, as much as one in such a compromised state reasonably could. He's frowning intently, stare moving between the three of them, processing the difficult mental calculus that the situation has thrust upon him.
That's all any of them will get, if they care to look up at The Biggest Human. His intent glare as he attempts to suss out what, exactly, might help Henry in his predicament.
"Outside...Envy. Envy, the sun gives you cancer, Envy."
But outside also had fresh air and new experiences and new Pokemon to see. Ugh. Envy and Heather are right. If he wants to get anywhere he is going to have to venture into The Unknown and also Lust's Burlesque House.
He turns his head to pop his neck after laying at such an uncomfortable angle for so long. Through his tears he sees Scar looking at him. He cannot read his expression, but he is glad he is there.
Henry forgets he's a person for a moment and sends Scar a slow blink in attempts to communicate.
Henry continues to turn until he is half twisted onto his back. He grunts. This position is not as comfortable as he thought it was going to be. His eyes are still watering but he is no longer sobbing.
He just kind of lays there like an animal that's been hit by a car.
"Man...I could have a girlfriend and a boyfriend if I wanted. Yeah. You guys are the best."
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Welcome to the other side of 'fucking a woman named Lust.'
Carry on, everyone.
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He does not skip a beat about the killed by dogs he's heard enough about Silent Hill that it makes perfect sense that this would happen in front of Henry the poor wisdom receiving bastard.
"Whaaaat...no s'not. Their job is hot backup dancing 'n they just like flirting. They'd think you were cute."
He pauses, considers.
"Iffff you used better hair conditioner."
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He ignores the comment about conditioner because he thinks he is using PERFECTLY adequate hair care products.
"I don't even know what I would say...I've never even gone all the way with a dude..."
His face was starting to get sore from pressing into his Poke'Gear.
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"We gotta get you out more..."
It's not like she can talk. She was friends with Envy for years before they got together and it was awhile longer still before they worked up to the deed.
But Henry's not a BAD-looking guy! A bit of a slob, sure, but he's cute! In his own special Henry way. And this is the first time he's ever even hinted at being this kind of lonely.
"We gotta... we gotta find someone who'll treat you good."
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Henry rolls a leaky brown eye up to Envy.
"You really think they'd think I was cute? Am I cute, Envy?"
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But it is still very very hard not to laugh when Henry tearfully asks him if he's cute. Please appreciate how hard he's trying to not laugh at you friend. He joins Heather in plapping a hand on Henry's shoulder.
"Yeah...yeah sure you are. Heather's right, you jus' gotta go outside."
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That's all any of them will get, if they care to look up at The Biggest Human. His intent glare as he attempts to suss out what, exactly, might help Henry in his predicament.
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But outside also had fresh air and new experiences and new Pokemon to see. Ugh. Envy and Heather are right. If he wants to get anywhere he is going to have to venture into The Unknown and also Lust's Burlesque House.
He turns his head to pop his neck after laying at such an uncomfortable angle for so long. Through his tears he sees Scar looking at him. He cannot read his expression, but he is glad he is there.
Henry forgets he's a person for a moment and sends Scar a slow blink in attempts to communicate.
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Scar slow blinks back, and thinks absolutely nothing of it.
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He understands!
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Now they can do psychic eye contact too?!
ANYWAY.
"I don't think the sun does that."
He's medieval, Henry. Doesn't know about pogs and doesn't know about the dangers of UV radiation.
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He just kind of lays there like an animal that's been hit by a car.
"Man...I could have a girlfriend and a boyfriend if I wanted. Yeah. You guys are the best."