quadruples: (CHINTOUCH ♡ :))
viktor nikiforov ([personal profile] quadruples) wrote in [community profile] trusthell2017-02-08 08:25 pm

we'll make it happen, we'll turn it around

[ Well, that... certainly was a thing that happened. Viktor wishes he could unsee what he witnessed in the library, but it seems like it has etched into his memory forever. Thinking about it makes him sick to his stomach, and eventually he decides that he needs something to keep his mind off it, at least for a little while.

So around noon, a note goes up on the fridge: ]


If you need a distraction after what happened today, come to the dining room at 6 pm.
There will be food and we'll be playing truth or dare!
♥ Viktor Nikiforov ♥


[ There's also a cute doodle of himself underneath his signature. Later in the day, he writes copies of said note and slides them under everyone's doors. ]

[ Those who come to the dining room at will find that Viktor has made plenty of borscht, pancakes and open-faced sandwiches for them. He isn't the best chef ever, but it tastes pretty good and will fill you up! There's also juice, water, and a few bottles of alcohol for those who are old enough to drink; try to be responsible, okay.

And for the truth and dare, he's prepared shots of hot sauce as punishment for those who refuse a dare. ]
uncouthhatcher: (frick i think i like you)

[personal profile] uncouthhatcher 2017-02-10 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[how open and okay with it he is

... Gold'll move a little closer, hunching his shoulders and sticking his hands in his pockets.]


How, uh. How'd you figure it out? That you liked guys.
uncouthhatcher: (say wazzat now)

[personal profile] uncouthhatcher 2017-02-10 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
So it was just kinda like a light switch?

[Because it sounds like it.]
uncouthhatcher: (well i mean he wasn't THAT big)

[personal profile] uncouthhatcher 2017-02-10 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah... he sees.]

Gotcha. Okay.

[............]

Truth.
uncouthhatcher: (this seriously sucks)

[personal profile] uncouthhatcher 2017-02-10 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[wow that's a good question

...]


I ain't scared of too much, I guess. Don't know the meaning of it.

[Clearly.]

But... guess this morning counts. I mean, before I came here, I was avoidin' the hell out of Silver, 'cause--

[He pauses, looking uncomfortable for a moment before he shakes his head.]

Because all I could think about was Silver endin' up like that himself. Not for the same reason, but... dead. Blood coverin' him and-- and nothing I could do to help. [Gold swallows, hands playing with something in his pocket.] He's gone a lot of the time, I know he can take care of himself, but he makes it real hard not to worry about him too.
uncouthhatcher: (grumble grumble)

[personal profile] uncouthhatcher 2017-02-10 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Pokémon aren't scary. Pokémon who're strong can make you shake in your boots, can make you nervous as hell, but they're not scary.

People, though. What can happen to them. Helplessness. That kind of stuff is scary, and this place is the worst to someone who's still very much a kid for all the bravado he puts out.]


How the hell am I gonna know if something happens to him? He doesn't call me, doesn't call Crys, he doesn't even call his sister unless it's business, so how the hell--

[Breathe, Gold, breathe. He blows out irritably, barely noticing the hand on his shoulder.]

I dunno. I hate not knowin' what's happenin' with him, but I'm terrified of wakin' up and findin' his dead body even more, you know?

[... This isn't something he's actually said to anyone yet, and he's not sure why this is the trigger for it, but. It sure was.]