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Tweak says, "I am a golden god!"

Stan the Man (stanbyme) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2020-01-20 21:14:00

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octavio silva, stanley uris

Who: Stan and Octane
What: The tethering has begun
When: Morning of the 20th
Where: The kitchen

Stan wouldn't have ever called himself a morning person, though that didn't mean he wasn't usually one of the first ones up out of bed in the Losers house, making coffee and figuring out what it was he was going to be able to manage for breakfast that morning, maybe standing at the window hoping to see some new or interesting bird. He didn't have his books here, so that he could study them and name the birds he saw whenever he did checking them off and keeping a list, but he still had a pretty good knack for such things even without them.

And so that was how he'd planned for his morning to start, everyone one else was still sleeping and the house was quiet for the moment so Stan was having his coffee and watching at the window waiting for something.

That something did come - though it was not what he'd expected, there was a sound from behind him and the hairs stood on the back of his neck and despite how much Stan didn't want to look he forced himself to turn around, knowing that even when you didn't want to look at a nightmare it could still kill you - better to face it than let whatever it was attack him from behind. So he turned carefully shoulders drawn up around his shoulders seeing a man there, "What the fuck," He breathed out the words softly, not sure what to make of him but knowing for absolutely certain he wasn't someone who belonged there in his kitchen.

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stanbyme
2020-02-03 05:46 am UTC (link)

Stan sighed, Octane was probably right, they probably weren't the only ones but they should figure that out before they moved on from this, knowing his luck though it'd just be him for some reason and then he'd just have to make peace with the idea that he was going to have to figure out how to wrangle this guy who had way too much energy for so early in the day already. Maybe he could talk to Eddie about that, Richie was a ball of energy after all and he seemed to handle it well enough.

"You're probably right," He admitted unhappily, not because he didn't want Octane to be right so much as he just didn't love the idea of living in a place that could just do this to people for some reason and not explain any of it. "What bothers me most is that there's no explanation, there has to be a reason for it, don't you think?" He asked not really expecting an answer, though he nodded his thanks when Octane handed him a cup of coffee, even if it was instant it was better than no coffee. "Things like this? They don't just happen for no reason and with no sort of plan in mind." Stan needed to believe there was some sort of plan at work here. Even if he didn't like the plan that there was one felt important for him to know and understand.

And though he was dreading the idea of being stuck like this with Octane for a while he didn't seem like a bad guy, over eager definitely, and like he might just wear Stan out before lunch definitely, but he didn't seem bad and that counted for something. "I don't know how cool it's going to be, but we'll figure it out."

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ridetheoctrain
2020-02-04 07:38 pm UTC (link)

"Oi." Octavio said firmly. "Just because there is just sometimes not an answer." The younger man shrugged at his own words. "Sometimes, there is just no rhyme or reason to the whys or why nots. It just is." Sipping on his coffee thoughtfully for a moment he glanced to Stan. "You just have the choice to complain about it, or move on with it the best you can."

With the hand holding his coffee he pointed at Stan. "Example. When I showed up I ran into Sirius. Gun in hand, ready to defend myself, but instead when I learned of the situation I had two choices really," A smirk on his face. "Shoot my boy Sirius right in the face, and not accept that I was here and fight against the grain or, accept that my situation has changed for whatever reason - make a bunch of snowballs, and whoop a whole lot of ass in a snowball fight." Sipping again on his coffee he shrugged once again. "I chose the later, because that was the much more entertaining situation - like now, we can either fight each other on it and look for answers or we can just accept this is the way of life for now and find a way to make it suck less."

Setting the coffee down, he smiled to Stan, that ridiculous smile of his. "I much rather make it an awesome experience!" To help drive his point, he ran in place for a moment. "Like, lets find something we can jump off of.." He smirked for a moment. "I'm kidding, but I'm starving. Can we get food at least."

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