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[With the knowledge of getting out of here soon looming on the horizon with no set date, Teddy's been thinking more and more about his home. The thought of seeing his friends again, his weird, pseudo-family, the tall buildings of New York City, the crowds of people... it makes him so, so excited to just hop on the next plane back home and say goodbye to this place for good.
At the same time, he can't really deny that Luceti's been... okay, for what it was. A glorified prison for glorified lab rats, a vacation house in the middle of a very pretty hell. Horrible things have happened here that Teddy would rather forget about. But, just as well, some pretty incredible things happened too. There are some things he doesn't really want to forget, although he wouldn't mind the alternative. Start the adventure all over again with Billy at his side through all of it – it sounds more and more appealing the more he thinks about it.
Which he's doing as he flips through his journal, looking back on not only his own past entries, but his friends as well. Birthdays, introspection, some rather embarrassing or plain hilarious things... It's all kind of nice to look back on, and he can't help wondering a few things, too. Might as well before the end, after all.
So he turns on the video, where he taps his Starkphone against his upper lip for a moment before he addresses everyone.]
So hey. Before we all go back – or not, for some of you guys, I wanted to ask something. What's the best memory you have of this place that you might wanna keep with you? It doesn't have to be the happiest or anything. Maybe it made you proud or relieved or whatever gave you feels. But there's got to be one little memory you're at least kind of fond of, right?
Or, you know... one of the best, if you don't want to talk about your favorite one. I get the privacy thing, it's cool.
[And... this will probably, hopefully, be his last post on this thing. He can't help thinking of that as he waits for responses, too.]
At the same time, he can't really deny that Luceti's been... okay, for what it was. A glorified prison for glorified lab rats, a vacation house in the middle of a very pretty hell. Horrible things have happened here that Teddy would rather forget about. But, just as well, some pretty incredible things happened too. There are some things he doesn't really want to forget, although he wouldn't mind the alternative. Start the adventure all over again with Billy at his side through all of it – it sounds more and more appealing the more he thinks about it.
Which he's doing as he flips through his journal, looking back on not only his own past entries, but his friends as well. Birthdays, introspection, some rather embarrassing or plain hilarious things... It's all kind of nice to look back on, and he can't help wondering a few things, too. Might as well before the end, after all.
So he turns on the video, where he taps his Starkphone against his upper lip for a moment before he addresses everyone.]
So hey. Before we all go back – or not, for some of you guys, I wanted to ask something. What's the best memory you have of this place that you might wanna keep with you? It doesn't have to be the happiest or anything. Maybe it made you proud or relieved or whatever gave you feels. But there's got to be one little memory you're at least kind of fond of, right?
Or, you know... one of the best, if you don't want to talk about your favorite one. I get the privacy thing, it's cool.
[And... this will probably, hopefully, be his last post on this thing. He can't help thinking of that as he waits for responses, too.]
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[And with that, he shuts his journal.
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And after a few seconds, he shows up in the doorway with a big smile.]
Well, hey there.
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Hey there, yourself. What've you been up to?
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I guess there's no competing with infatuation these days. Are you sure he isn't just biding his time and hoping to seduce you later?
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Pretty sure I've already been thoroughly seduced. By a guy who's pressing his cold toes up against me, no less.
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Someone with cold toes? There's nobody like that around here. My feet are pretty cozy right now.
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[He makes no move to grab his journal though, just slides a hand over to run his fingers in a circle around Billy's knee.]
Or maybe I should just say it was a guy who had cold toes.
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[Billy's fingers reach Teddy's shoulder, gliding smoothly along the bare skin just beyond his neck, the gesture both teasing and explorative.]
But if you really want to go searching for someone else, I'm not sure I'd be able to stop you.
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Mm, I'm not so sure about that. [His own fingers, meanwhile, trace around Billy's knee to the back of it instead, where they continue their circular motions.] I couldn't get very far from a great catch like you.
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[Not that he'd expect anything less from his man. But who doesn't love hearing that sort of thing out loud, really?
As a reward he leans in closer, replacing his fingers with his lips. He appreciates such devotion, even in the middle of a teasing session.]
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I'd say that's pretty much the only thing that's straight about me. [HEH HEH GET IT]
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Well thank god for that.
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Yeah. This would be kinda awkward if it wasn't like that. [But, seeing how Teddy lifts his free hand to curl his fingers through Billy's hair, it's not awkward in the slightest.]
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[Billy closes his eyes, enjoying the hand in his hair for a moment before reaching up and pressing his own hand against Teddy's chest. He pushes, leaning into it, trying to get them both down on the bed.]
Definitely awkward, then.
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He does kind of bite Teddy's neck, though. Gently. But with a prompt like that, how could he not?]
Makes me feel a little better, then.
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Mmhmm. You're just saying a really long hello right now.
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[It comes out less whimsically than he'd intended, bringing his thoughts back to what started all of this in the first place, and he pauses, resting his head in the crook of Teddy's neck and pondering upon it as Teddy strokes his hair. Memories... they've made a lot of good ones in this place. It's hard to believe they've spent three years of their lives here already.
And now...]
Do you think... we'll remember this, when we go back?
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... I don't know. I was thinking about that earlier. We made a lot of good memories... but there's sure a lot I'd like to get pushed out of my head, too.
[The zombie attack. The Malnosso kidnapping them, torturing him, Billy going crazy... yeah. There are definitely a lot of things he'd rather not remember when they go back.]
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[He doesn't need to ask what Teddy means; there's plenty of bad days that come to mind, days he'd be happy to have completely wiped from his head when they go home.
Still... he glances down at the hand on Teddy's chest, where his ring is. The very ring that inspired their conversation in the first place. The promise of a future together, no matter what.]
I think, if it's all or nothing, I'd suck it up and take the bad with the good. There was enough good that it's worth it.
[He can't imagine forgetting that beautiful, perfect day under the cherry blossom trees, the hopeful light in Teddy's eyes as he asked the question they both already knew the answer to. Hell, he'd fight to keep it, if it came to that.]
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He's lost in thought for a moment, and then he gives a quiet little snort as he bumps his head against Billy's.]
How trippy is it gonna be, going back to sixteen and knowing all the stuff we fanboy is actually kind of real?
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[He can only imagine how weird that's going to be.]
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[And he actually means that. Being in Luceti for so long almost feels like he was robbed his late teenaged years, and he'd love to get the chance to live them again in his own home.]
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[The whole being-engaged-and-being-with-Teddy-forever bit is just fine, obviously.]
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[... One thing aside, like Billy said, and Teddy silently brings that up by drumming his fingers against his neck again. That, at least, is something he's very sure of.]
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