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[CLOSED] How do you grieve someone who's not actually dead?
Who: Dylan Brock
codicies & Nico di Angelo
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What: Nico coming to grips with his loss, while Dylan deals with his own.
When: Ambiguously earlier in April
Where: Dylan's room
Content Warnings: none, will add if needed
The view of Central City from the penthouse apartment was beautiful. The city sprawled below, and Dylan has to admit, he feels... powerful.
And lonely.
With the window open, he leans out and gazes down at the city below, following the streets and picking out the Descendant's location. It looks different from above, for sure.
Venom had really liked this view. Eddie... not so much. Dylan huffs a soft laugh as he remembers them both. What are they doing now? Do they even remember being here? Are they even trying to get back?
What happens when the confluence takes you away?
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What: Nico coming to grips with his loss, while Dylan deals with his own.
When: Ambiguously earlier in April
Where: Dylan's room
Content Warnings: none, will add if needed
The view of Central City from the penthouse apartment was beautiful. The city sprawled below, and Dylan has to admit, he feels... powerful.
And lonely.
With the window open, he leans out and gazes down at the city below, following the streets and picking out the Descendant's location. It looks different from above, for sure.
Venom had really liked this view. Eddie... not so much. Dylan huffs a soft laugh as he remembers them both. What are they doing now? Do they even remember being here? Are they even trying to get back?
What happens when the confluence takes you away?
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"You know it." He steps through the room, sweeping his arms to show off the size of his bedroom — it's big enough for a small couch and entertainment center. "How does pizza and video games sound? We could go to that fancy pizzeria that claims to be authentic, order everything on the menu, and tell me whether they're actually authentic or not."
After all, nothing clears the mind of angst like kvetching about the smaller details.