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sortinghat_logs2012-03-30 11:07 pm
shellfishlovver) wrote in sortinghat_logs2012-03-30 11:07 pm
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Please Don't Date Her.
WHO: Murdoc, Eridan and Feferi.
TONE: Heartwarming.
RATING: PG 13
WHEN: Saturday 30th March (What are timezones? Give or take a day)
WHERE: Murdoc's Office.
WHAT: Murdoc acknowledges the possibility that Feferi is his daughter and also remembers he has a son.
STATUS: Ongoing
One child was enough for Murdoc to handle. In fact, one child was more than Murdoc could handle. It had become abundantly clear that he'd dropped the ball in regards to raising Eridan. He had tried to be a good Father, but any doting seemed to become nagging and any attention paid was under the pretence that he expected Eridan to do better.
He had come to Parent's Day with the intention of showing him that he truly did care for him. That...hadn't gone exactly as planned. Especially when he bumped into that old flame from so many years ago. He knew not to trust everything she said. At least. Now he knew that. He used to believe every word from her lips was something of a divine truth, nowadays he was more skeptical. Still, when she mentioned she had a daughter, the same age as Eridan in that sly tone of voice, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
He's sure he's seen her likeness in the halls. The same facial structure, the same eyes, the same wide smile (though it seemed less malicious) and the same mass of waved hair. He isn't sure if he can pinpoint his own likeness on her, he hasn't had the courage to confront her or even get a good look at her.
How does one go about such a thing? "Hello Student, I believe I am your Father. The one you've never met." It isn't something one can wedge into polite conversation, but he's avoided it long enough. After class, he asks Eridan to meet him in his office after the day's classes and, pretending as though he simply wants him to be comfortable, suggests he brings his friend from hufflepuff with the wavy hair.
Now he's sitting at his desk chair, staring pointedly at the two empty chairs infront of him. He's been mulling over exactly what he wants to say since he decided he'd do this. If he didn't feel like a terrible Father before, he certainly feels like one now.
TONE: Heartwarming.
RATING: PG 13
WHEN: Saturday 30th March (What are timezones? Give or take a day)
WHERE: Murdoc's Office.
WHAT: Murdoc acknowledges the possibility that Feferi is his daughter and also remembers he has a son.
STATUS: Ongoing
One child was enough for Murdoc to handle. In fact, one child was more than Murdoc could handle. It had become abundantly clear that he'd dropped the ball in regards to raising Eridan. He had tried to be a good Father, but any doting seemed to become nagging and any attention paid was under the pretence that he expected Eridan to do better.
He had come to Parent's Day with the intention of showing him that he truly did care for him. That...hadn't gone exactly as planned. Especially when he bumped into that old flame from so many years ago. He knew not to trust everything she said. At least. Now he knew that. He used to believe every word from her lips was something of a divine truth, nowadays he was more skeptical. Still, when she mentioned she had a daughter, the same age as Eridan in that sly tone of voice, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
He's sure he's seen her likeness in the halls. The same facial structure, the same eyes, the same wide smile (though it seemed less malicious) and the same mass of waved hair. He isn't sure if he can pinpoint his own likeness on her, he hasn't had the courage to confront her or even get a good look at her.
How does one go about such a thing? "Hello Student, I believe I am your Father. The one you've never met." It isn't something one can wedge into polite conversation, but he's avoided it long enough. After class, he asks Eridan to meet him in his office after the day's classes and, pretending as though he simply wants him to be comfortable, suggests he brings his friend from hufflepuff with the wavy hair.
Now he's sitting at his desk chair, staring pointedly at the two empty chairs infront of him. He's been mulling over exactly what he wants to say since he decided he'd do this. If he didn't feel like a terrible Father before, he certainly feels like one now.
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"ARE YOU FUCKIN' JOKIN'." It came out much louder than he meant it to, but goddamn it he'd- they'd- weren't they supposed to get married, or something, how could she have lived next to him all his life and been his sister and nobody ever said a damn thing-
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...And frankly, the realization came as a bit of a relief to Feferi. For much the same reason that it was a source of pique for Eridan, probably. Recently, she'd started to fear that their parents were arranging a marriage between them, that there were machinations going on behind her back that she wasn't meant to be privy to. She had pulled away from Eridan, partly because she knew that he wouldn't understand why she didn't want to get married, and so if she pulled away before it was announced then maybe he would agree that it wasn't...a good idea.
But now! "You mean...Eridan's my brother?" she asked.
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Murdoc reels back ever so slightly as Eridan reacts. His hesitation is apparent in the way he cringes at Eridan's raised tone. He despises the fact that he's left here to pick up the pieces, yet he can't seem to pin any blame on the Mother. Perhaps if he hadn't been so quick to rush into his marriage, things could have gone differently.
Though he wouldn't say it out loud, the idea of not having Eridan didn't fly with him at all. While he hasn't been as...attentive as he should have been, he still has fond memories of Eridan's childhood. He wonders if there's a way back to that, a way to bridge the gap he selfishly formed. Now, he's starting to wonder if the gap was Feferi.
"Yes. If it helps any, I wasn't aware myself until quite recently. So I suppose I owe you both some sort of an apology."