Armin Arlert (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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thisavrou_log2016-08-09 08:33 pm
disarmin) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-08-09 08:33 pm
[closed] but don't you remember
Who: Armin and Eggsy (commontype)
When: 8/7
Where: The observation deck
What: Eggsy is someone important from Armin's past, but he doesn't remember that.
Warnings: AAAAAAAAAAAAAANGST, potential of Armin's past including drugging, prostitution and other stressful situations, will try to warn as necessary
[Every footstep against the cold, sterile floor of the Moira seems to tell Armin: stop. Don't. Leave. Run. But Armin has never listened to those fears. He knows if he doesn't see Eggsy now, the fear of running into him will haunt him. Better to get it out of his system, see for himself that Eggsy truly doesn't remember. Then he can move on, as he was always meant to.
Still, he wears the sea green party dress with the white lace detail along the shoulders and collar. It was a gift from Eggsy, birthday, he thinks. They were going to a place to dance in London before the Ingress pulled him here. Armin leans against the glass of one of the windows, watching the starscape and thinking of the innumerable lights of London, of the beautiful, light-filled apartment in Eros. He wants to smoke a cigarette, wants something to do with his hands and distract from this inevitably awful situation.
He wants to believe Eggsy is going to smile when he enters the doorway. That Eggsy will call him 'luv'. But it won't happen. No matter how much he wants it to.]
commontype)When: 8/7
Where: The observation deck
What: Eggsy is someone important from Armin's past, but he doesn't remember that.
Warnings: AAAAAAAAAAAAAANGST, potential of Armin's past including drugging, prostitution and other stressful situations, will try to warn as necessary
[Every footstep against the cold, sterile floor of the Moira seems to tell Armin: stop. Don't. Leave. Run. But Armin has never listened to those fears. He knows if he doesn't see Eggsy now, the fear of running into him will haunt him. Better to get it out of his system, see for himself that Eggsy truly doesn't remember. Then he can move on, as he was always meant to.
Still, he wears the sea green party dress with the white lace detail along the shoulders and collar. It was a gift from Eggsy, birthday, he thinks. They were going to a place to dance in London before the Ingress pulled him here. Armin leans against the glass of one of the windows, watching the starscape and thinking of the innumerable lights of London, of the beautiful, light-filled apartment in Eros. He wants to smoke a cigarette, wants something to do with his hands and distract from this inevitably awful situation.
He wants to believe Eggsy is going to smile when he enters the doorway. That Eggsy will call him 'luv'. But it won't happen. No matter how much he wants it to.]
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Y-yes. Her full name is Eliza Mewlittle, actually. For the film. I'd never seen a film before, not all the way through. They don't have them in my world, and I don't like how noisy movies are in theaters. [For someone who'd never been exposed to them, they're far too noisy, far too bright.] I like musicals. They're not the least bit realistic, but it's kind of nice when everyone gets together in the end. Well, men and women do, at least.
[When the kittens appears to trust him, Armin scoops it up in one hand, stroking its velvety little ears.]