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[Not even going to go "YOU'RE AWAKE" over the network like that isn't obvious, just going to head over to Riddick's cabin.

Knock knock.]

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[Partner reanimated when Riddick did, cold stasis turning to yawning, rolling unlife; he's first to the door, warbling a greeting, yapping excitedly.]

...yeah, I'm going.

[That reaction means Ned, Sylvanas, or Arthas-- he really needs to teach the dog how to indicate which undead and/or necrmomancer he's excited about. When he sees it's Arthas, he smiles drowsily and opens the door.]

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I hate this fucking boat, [Arthas says, by way of "hello," and steps around Partner to come into the cabin.]

You're up to date?

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Yeah. [He rolls his neck, stretching out like a cat.]

This fucking boat. Unusual toll, too? Read that. You ain't tolling, are you?

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For once, no. No thanks to the Emperor.

[Arthas sets his forehead against Riddick's shoulder, just briefly. It's been a long couple of weeks.]

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...don't kill him again, a'ight? Not that I give a shit about him, but it'll get you into it with his friends.

[Fuss fuss, protective protective. He kisses the cold forehead.]

What is it about this place that people think they need to make it just that little bit worse.

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I already did.

[Arthas shakes his head angrily when the kiss is done.]

He tortured Sylvanas. I'm not afraid of his friends.

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[Riddick purses his lips. He isn't jealous in the strictest sense-- doesn't mind about sharing a partner, even in this weird hate-affair way. What he minds is that Sylvanas is bound and fucking determined to pull Arthas down with her and it scares him.]

Do you have plans?

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No. I'm done with him. Unless he does it again.

[Arthas barely understands what to call whatever the connection between him and Sylvanas has become as it is. He feels like he owes her a debt, an awful one.]

He helped me, the last time I death tolled. I asked him and he cut out my heart to keep it safe. I thought that was respect.

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Yeah, well maybe. He's... interesting.

I remember when you decided to pull your good prince Arthas thing. How you went out.

[Real fucking well.]

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To Jones.

[He's still resentful about that.]

That whole month was embarrassing.

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I was thinking the intro. The fire.

...I wish I could get you out of here. Not even graduation, just out.

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Oh.

[Arthas closes his eyes.]

I want to leave too. Wherever you're going. You know I've been here for four years?

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Four already? Thought you were still in the third. [Yeah, that doesn't sound as sarcastic as he was going for.]

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One year with no soul. Two with no heart. And then this past year.

[It's not a great way to count, but it's working.]

I've spent so much of it taking people that were trying to help for granted. Drake Stone - do you remember him? He told me to my face that killing myself harmed my friends too, and I ignored him.

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Flashy kid. Left about as soon as I got there.

...he was right. But you know that, I don't have to twist the knife. Metaphorically speaking.

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I'm just... sorry. That's what I mean. I get it now.

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[Riddick frowns again, cranes up to press his lips against Arthas, too still for a kiss but present and affectionate. His grip tightens, not that it's too noticeable through plate armor.]

S'okay. On my end it's forgiven.

Fucking boat.

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[The corners of Arthas' mouth turn up before he's even done, and he shuffles in a little closer.]

Thanks.

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What're you up to? I feel like I've been asleep for a month. I should do something active.

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Waiting for you, mostly. We could take Partner out.

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Yeah. He could use it. Don't want him shitting ectoplasm all over because we didn't take him out. [Joke.]

I'm never going to say I like it here. But I like this. [This, noun, the state of affairs where there's someone happy to see him in the morning and who he can go quietly into a raw world with and survive.

And who made his dead dog un-dead.]

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Wouldn't expect you to. But I like this too. I missed you.

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never go to sleep again, you arse.

welcome back <3 <3

p.s. we're building Arthas a catapult and I promised him actual severed heads so he can play fetch w/Partner. IT'S GOING TO BE BRILLIANT.

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Entirely behind this plan but just want to know where you're getting the heads

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haven't decided yet. maybe something along the lines of a supply house for medical cadavers, that sort of thing.

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Cool. CES or CTS? I don't want people who still have body taboos fucked up over a game of fetch, we should keep it discrete.

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Either. We can always warn people when we're wheeling it out and make sure the dogs pick up all the heads when we're done.

p.s. I totally want to bring mine too pls.

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Let me make sure Partner didn't lose his socialization during his nap before we start tossing heads and I'm good to go.

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actually, now I think of it, their last owner fed them dead people and he was a bastard. it might trigger bad feelings.

totally coming to watch Partner though.

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Good catch. Let me know when it's getting set up.

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