R4 Viewing Party - no crying til the end (if you can help it)

[serrata]

I'm sure this is fine.

WELCOME TO THE R4 LIVEWATCH: AIRLOCKED REACH EDITION

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[scourgingstars]

If that's your preference, maybe I should be grateful for it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Whoa, I do not want to be known as the corpse dater, okay, because, get this, that's called necrophilia, and generally speaking, it's looked down on.

[scourgingstars]

It doesn't count if the corpse in question is capable of thought and communication.

[motherfucking_ghost]

It also doesn't count if the corpse is actually no longer a corpse and is alive.

But I totally wouldn't have turned you down if fucked up you was capable of feeling frisky.

[scourgingstars]

How lucky that I should be devastatingly handsome even as a walking corpse.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You've been devastatingly handsome for two thousand years, man.

[scourgingstars]

...love you too, idiot.

[Weird how that usually sounded like a glowing endearment from him.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm your idiot, dummy. Wouldn't have it any other way.

[scourgingstars]

Always.

[And he totally wasn't clinging, don't be silly.]

So don't...don't go anywhere.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Next time some awful shit happens you gotta leave the room, I'll be with you next time. Guess I kinda should anyway, your shield and boyfriend and all. [LEAN INTO THE CLING] Don't you go anywhere, either. Don't ever go where I can't follow, okay?

[scourgingstars]

I won't. I promise--and even should I start to, I know you'll be there to pull me back.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I try. And you try, too, when I get...bad. So we're good for each other like that.

[scourgingstars]

Truly, the best pair there ever was. I've no idea what I've done to deserve a single one of you, and yet I could not be more grateful.

[motherfucking_ghost]

If you need anything, y'know, to help with this, we're all gonna be here. If you need a shoulder, or some sparring, or something to distract you, whatever.

[scourgingstars]

I know, Leonard. Just...just stay with me for the moment. I know that's nothing I need ask for, but...please.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah. Yeah, of course, yeah, c'mere. [Ardyn is already as 'here' as he can be, but Church scoots so he can wrap him up in a big bear hug.]

[scourgingstars]

[Much like a cat, he was never so close that he couldn't try to be closer, relaxing right into that hug and hiding his face against Church's shoulder.]

...I hate this. I hate feeling like this even knowing this kind of guilt barely scratches the surface of what I'd deserve.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Welcome to humanity, bub.

[scourgingstars]

I didn't miss this part of it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah. I know. I wish I'd ripped out guilt. Seems like something I wouldn't have wanted to hold on to, y'know? Instead of logic, or trust.

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn answered with a vague hum that might have been agreement against his shoulder, arms snaking around Church's waist tightly.]

...I don't know what might happen if and when we manage to get them back. He'll want to kill me on the spot, no doubt.

[motherfucking_ghost]

We won't let him. Not even Noctis will.

[scourgingstars]

...I know. I just...he'd be right to, even if I can't allow that to happen.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Nope. No he wouldn't. Not right at all.

[scourgingstars]

Leonard, beloved, I already told you what I did to him. Of course he'd be right, and the fact that I'm no longer what I was does not change that.