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[The video feed settles on the grey-skinned troll as he runs a hand through his violet streaked hair.]

You knoww, a lot a' you complain about fightin' in this wwar, gettin' dragged here against your fuckin' wwill. But wwhat I wwant to knoww is wwhat the fuck happens wwhen it's all ovver.

[Eridan is surprisingly somber, a hint of a frown tugging down the corners of his grey lips as he stares down the screen. His fins are slightly drooped, and he chews on his lower lip for a long moment before continuing.]

Wwhat happens to those a' us wwho don't havve a univverse to go back to? My fuckin' planets gone, and considerin' this scar around my gullet, I'm not bettin' that I get out a' encounterin' Kan's chainsaww alivve.

[He's not going to let them send him back to die, no matter how impermanent it might be in his universe.]

I'm not fuckin' goin' back. Not to Alternia. Not to that fuckin' sack-a-wwhale-entrails of a meteor.

[He had finally come to that decision this morning. He's not going back. And Gl'bgolyb help the god who tries to make him.]

So wwhat are my other options?

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Ran. The ocean, or the dwarves. They're already planning to wait out Ragnarok in the depths. Who's to say when the fighting's almost done we don't just sneak out, hunker into the depths and stick around?

[It said a LOT about her tactics that she did not care if Odin heard her say this.]

I prefer the ocean.

A' course you do. Wwho wwouldn't prefer the fuckin' ocean ovver some smelly hole in the ground?

[He is quiet for a few moment before speaking again, surprisingly somber.]

People are sayin' there's not fuckin' other option. That wwe havve to go back to wwhere wwe came from.

Hard to fly in holes. Slimes in holes. And worse.

People say a lot of things, Eridan. I don't know if you remember, but I'm not the sort of person who takes what people say at face value. I'll make another option. They also say everyone dies in Ragnarok, but I'll bet Ran's not planning on dying deep under the waves.

[Eridan laughs, the sound dry and not at all humorous.]

I knoww exactly wwhat kind a' person you are, wwitch. An' you're fuckin' right, as loathe as I am to admit it.

They wwon't let us stay, wwe'll not givve 'em a fuckin' choice in the matter.

And there you go. That's the right answer. We just won't give them a choice in the matter. Plenty of time to get that set up, now isn't there?

Yeah. Beat the giants an' then wwe'll figure out howw to fuck ovver anyone else in our way.

[It seems perfectly logical to him. And her bit of skewed optimism brings a smile to his face. Good Sam. Best kismesis.]

I'm going to suggest we plan before we beat the giants, but yeah you've got the idea. Better to have the plans in place before they go trying to boot us out of heaven's gates.

[She tries, she really does. Admittedly, to her, it's not optimism. It's just sheer stubbornness.]

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[Eridan nods, even though he knows she can't see it, giving a small sigh of relief.]

... Thanks, Sam. For... y'knoww. Not bein' completely insufferable

[So emotionally stunted.]

Thanks.. for ... I don't know, not giving up when I went completely psycho. There's supposed to be rules for these things, after all, and she kind of breaks them.

... Yeah wwell I kind a' fucked up first. Mixin' red wwith black.

[He laughs ruefully, a rare moment of honesty.]

...

[She bit her lip, switching to video and looking at the screen.]

It isn't the first time we've done that, Eridan. Some days I'm shouting at you, and I want to throttle your neck for one bit of stupidity or another... but others...

Is this ok? This back and forth?

I don't knoww, Sam. Is half the shit wwe do "okay?"

[They're pretty fucked up. And he knows it.]

... I talked to Cal, an' she agrees that if wwe're... happy. Then wwhat does it matter? An' it happens in Alternia, too. Trolls flip quadrants.

[Not often, but often enough.]

Kar'll get a fuckin' kick out a' this.

Probably not, but fuck 'em. I'm more concerned about you and me. As long as we're ok being... well, I guess I'd say black and red all at once, then fuck it. It works. I kind of need the 'black' half of things just to deal with my other side, but at the same time... you're really an idiot sometimes, but I don't just hate you, and the other feelings I have are ones you'd call red... so we're kind of both.

So, as long as you're good being both, then I am.

...

God, Karkat. He's about as talkative as a rock these days. It's weird as hell.

...Yeah, I am. Good.

[He laughs, breathless and relieved.]

You're real fuckin' annoyin' wwhen you wwant to be, so don't wworry, little harpy, I wwon't go too soft on you.

[He shrugs at the mention of Karkat.]

He seem... off, but he's Kar. He'll get ovver wwhatevver little funk he's in.

I try. Trust me. I really really do. [That's an evil little snicker she's got there.] And good. We're on the same page. Let's stick to kismesis either way. I'm used to the word by now.

And I figure I'll let the others worry about him. If he's in a funk, he's in a funk. Not like this place doesn't throw people for a loop sometimes.

[Eridan was almost surprised by the ease of this conversation, but he was sure there would be another one later.]

Yeah, it makes you think all sorts a' strange things.

[Probably, but at least they'd talked about it a couple times.]

Like screwing red-headed demon girls?

[You... kinda walked into this one, Eridan.]

No, that probably wwould a' fuckin' happened anywway. You're too annoyin' for your owwn good.

[He knows what you're trying to do, Sam. It won't work. Though, your pouting is strangely cute.]

I'm talkin' about the fuckin' mutiny I just talked about on the netwwork.

Hehehe, true. I don't think i could have imagined you saying you don't want to go back to your world when we first met. Dead or not.

...This place still is a festerin' cesspool. Don't get me wwrong.

Both our worlds are, even if there are things we miss. Why should this be any different? We just have reasons we've found to stay.

... Yeah.

[He's running out of emotional steam. This conversation had been far more draining than he anticipated.]

Wwhatevver. Point is, wwe're not goin' back, an' I'm not afraid to punch a god in their smug face.

Same... [She's catching on, and even for her part, it's proving a little draining. After Eve, she doesn't want to think about the possibility of him leaving. She might try to burn Baldr's altar to the ground.]

Listen, I'll bug you later, got it?

Got it.

[He nods, signing off with a lazy wave.]

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