flameinthedarkness

That first night had... left Idia awake even late for him, though at least it was a change of reason why he can't sleep, tossing and turning and... just trying to process it all. Luckily Ortho was in sleep mode at night, but he certainly recognized that his brother had not slept well, or at all, the next day. Told off for playing games too later. Though... easily noticing something was going on in those days to come, even if he didn't have access to reading Idia's brainwaves.

Idia had started out a little quieter in their chats and on streams for awhile, but it started to melt away back to how Cinder and Gloom were before, it easy to fall back into the 'before times', but still with a moment of 'wtf' coming to mind as they were able to chat about stuff related to school. The times Idia is forced into class he will try and keep his head down, but his own glances Cater's way, and if he catches that look back with quickly bury his head back in his work again. This is all so new and strange and confusing. He's never really had contact with others like this before. Azul was the closest, but not like this. And now and then Idia may glance in at the open door of the Light Music Club as he passes by it for the Board Game Club, or linger a step long enough to hear if Cater is singing.

However as he did get comfortable again online with Cinder, Idia decides that... yeah, no, he should do something. Cater had been really good on letting Idia set a pace and... is... is this what, well... not friends, he thinks? No, Idia doesn't do friends. What were they? Shared interests? He doesn't know, but...

At seemingly random Cinder gets a IM sent his way,

Gonna be needing library tomorrow after classes. Wanna hang?

Was that ok? Was that ok?! He doesn't know!

It's frustrating feeling stuck in a situation where nothing quite feels right...but at the same time, they're at least settling into a pace that doesn't feel too stressful. As Gloomurai, Idia's been seeming more comfortable. But as himself? Well, Cater kind of wishes they could talk more in person, even if it wouldn't be that often.

Even if Cater's not as much of an extrovert as he lets on, he's still more used to socializing in person over online. Sometimes, he thinks it would be nice to be able to say "Idia" instead of "Gloom".

So it's a total shock when Idia messages him; he's kind of learned to expect being the one to initiate most of their conversations. And then reading it is an even bigger shocker. He has to remind himself not to be too eager.

Yea that would be cool :)
Want me to bring any snacks?

...not supposed to have food in the library, and despite Idia's comments about how he ran Ignihyde, Idia did believe in following rules. Just updating them as needed. But would it look bad if he says no? Eeehhh! He doesn't know!

Hmmm, lets try this,

Maybe for afterwards?

Don't think he's lame, Cater, plz.

Wait, why does he care if Cater does or not?

He really doesn't know!

Sounds good! We can treat ourselves for being responsible students lol
Anything specific ur working on?

Might as well try and get a conversation out of him, he figures...but if Idia seems reluctant, he figures he'll just pull back and see him in the library when the time comes.

Thank you for playing along, Cater! Idia was worried for a moment he was being weird. Especially after how Cater talks about Riddle being strict. Idia may not have a lot of rules for the dorm, but the ones he has he sticks to. And preservation of information was one of them, even if it includes outdated formats like books.

kk sounds good

Plus post study snacks were good. Better than during, so not to get snack dust on book pages.

some of the 1st years are struggling on their casting for physical practice, I wanna look up some ideas for making a VR simulator for them to try and figure out their own styles but I need to look up different casting types historically.

Not everyone could just cast with a single wave of a finger like Idia did, though he developed that himself to, well, not waste time. Less movement for the same effect. Why wouldn't he?

whaaaaaat that sounds like it would be fun
if I finish my homework fast I'll help u research!

Cater wants to offer more help, but stops himself before he gets carried away. This amount of interest might already get rejected, and beyond that, he knows that Ignihyde dorm all in all would be pretty unreceptive to any help he could provide. Hoping that it takes some of the eagerness out of the sentiment, Cater adds:

If you're looking for material that covers a wide range of time periods, my UM can pull a lot of citations at once from around the library.

www if you did original songs maybe commission you for the soundtrack XD

on second thought, no, don't need them to get sus over similar voice

That would not be good...

Thx but it's fine, im not planning to go super in depth on it, just get the basics. They gotta figure out their own style after all. It a guide, not for them to copy.

Oh, well... should... should he take the offer? Since, well, Cater was offering? Hmmm...

Can see what I can find, maybe if not enough info

When his offer to help isn't outright rejected, Cater can't help a smile from sparking on his face. It's not like Idia's being at all enthusiastic or anything, but compared to outright rejection? He'll take it.

👌 u got it

Still seeking some kind of connection, though, another idea hits him.

o speaking of music do you have wireless earbuds or smth? Maybe we could share a playlist or w/e while we study

oh yeah, I got some around here somewhere. For when I cant get away with my headphones.

His hair covers his ears after all, no one noticed when he had earbuds in.

You got one you wanna listen to?

Now this was easy to chat with Cater about, music was a good branching interest to them. They were able to offer different sides of it to the other, not always a hit, but still good to learn and enjoy new ones.

Nothing specific--I'm happy to listen to w/e you like. :)
Still working on upping my cred so I'm not such a big normie lol

Idia's the one who has a specific project to study on, so Cater doesn't want his own music choices to disrupt any kind of flow.

But I might suggest a song or two if something inspires me?
MC Cinder taking over the broadcast!

Pfft, you're such a fucking dork, Cater, Idia making that sound between his teeth as he shakes his head.

You got so long to go before you lose that title.

Sounds good. I haven't had a chance to look up new stuff of late so if you know anything new, cool.

If only Cater was able to witness the reaction to his dorkiness firsthand...! Alas, he must content with smiling at the light ribbing, glad they've found a somewhat more casual dynamic than they'd ever had before.

so no chance that greeting you as a "fellow gamer" will boost my standing? LOL
KK, see you after class! Same table?

U try that irl and i'm leaving

It's half joking, half... well... normally it would be leaving, but, would he now? Honestly, it's more funny now than panic inducing or cringe. Hmmm...

Ya, ttyl ┏(^ ^┏)

Good, sorted, great. Right? Great... he thinks. Though... it hadn't been as difficult as Idia thought it would had been? Before Idia's lip pulls up at that, disgusted about how normie he was being right now. Wtf. He's blaming Cater when he sees him

In fact, it's the first words out of his mouth upon spotting Cater later in the day, having grabbed a few books ahead of this all so he was ready to go, a glance as he had spotted Cater heading to the table.

"I can't believe I set this up... wtf, this so normie." All delivered in that dry, soft tone of Idia's when it sounds like he just wants to curl up in a ball somewhere and die, and even with the expression to go along with it. But it was also teamed with holding out a small case which held those earbuds in them. "Here." It seems he didn't really mean it. Well, Idia did, the normie part, but less how it was delivered.

Cater has his usual, outward brightness still active when he approaches, but tones it down as he gets closer. "OMG...how low you've fallen," he teases, putting on a bit of a dramatic, fake wounded pose before pulling out the chair across from Idia and setting up his own study station. "Well, I'll keep your shameful betrayal to all nerds a secret."

From there, he accepts the earbud with gratitude, sliding it in to his ear with that more muted, easygoing smile on his face as he does.

Edited 2023-01-03 07:08 (UTC)

Well, Cater might had missed it before, but he got the 'pfft' from Idia irl, as well as a shake of his head at Cater's dramatics. "STFU." Though a hint of a smile showing up with that, "Don't tell anyone." Adding his own joking to it as Cater got settled.

Idia waits just until Cater's about to put in that second earbud before saying, "You chickened out on the 'gamer' talk entry." As his own headphones slipped into place, acting as he didn't say anything and moving to flick through playlist options, settling on a list he had told Cinder about, of anime closing songs. More chill than opening ones, ones he had made to study to without the need to tap along to the beat, unlike the opening songs where Idia tends to want to move his head along to or his hand.

You better believe that Cater had a totally awesome comeback ready to fire off when Idia cut off his hearing with those headphones. He just makes up for it with silent melodrama, pretending shock and offense before he shakes his head and gets into studying.

It's easy for him to lose himself in the low-key beats of the outro playlist, his face falling into a distinctly un-Cater calm, almost melancholic static expression. Not having a specific project he's working on and interested in learning more about Idia's own research, he focuses on getting through his various assignments.

For once, mercifully, his attention is fully off Idia--the only real distinct quirk left behind being the way he twirls his hair around a finger when he's puzzling over a question.

It's Idia's turn to not realize he was staring. This project he was working on was frustrating him. Yeah, it would be easy to set up, but the research in it, and the testing he would have to do himself before he could let others play it, it just added more work onto his already busy days. And busy as in just school work and work work, not including time to keep up with his daily log ins for games. That would come out of his sleep time, preferring to give that up than the thing that helped him relax. Sighh, he just... would rather be working on other stuff.

So as he got frustrated flipping through book after book, not finding what he wants, Idia ends up with his chin in his hand, not realizing he's become distracted with that finger twirl Cater was doing with his hair. And maybe wondering just... wtf is he doing here? Both in the big 'wtf' with NRC, but also at this table, with Cater, and how the hell this even happened. All because Cater had been his normal over the top self and wanted to know what Idia was listening to. Hmm, no, not his 'normal' self, now was it? Idia was starting to realize this now, how much 'Cay-Cay' was a total, over the top caricature that... no one really questioned... he thinks. Really, he's still not sure, Idia had told Cater he didn't think he was playing him but... part of his head has to wonder if it still was. It doesn't make sense for it to be, but that doubtful voice of anything being too good just... questions this.

Hmmm....

It isn't until Cater's finishing up one assignment and switching out one set of materials for the next one that he happens to glance up--and briefly locking eyes fully with Idia. He hadn't at all been expecting that...and realizing that it's maybe the first time he's made honest-to-goodness direct eye contact makes his own face go hot.

Unable to help it, a somewhat nervous smile cracks across his face. Cater takes out one of the ear buds, stammering a hurried, "uh, hey, you're spacing out. Everything okay?"

'Cause there was definitely no way Idia was staring at him. He'd probably been focused on some point off behind him.

Hm? Hm... it takes a few moments as Idia seems to blink himself back to the here and now. Before his eyes widen, going into full panic mode. Oh no... WTF had he just done?! His brain had been so out of it he hadn't realized what he had been doing, just needing a visual distraction as he had allowed his mind to wander. But why did it have to be Cater that had been the target for that?!

"N-N-Nothing! Nothing!" It doesn't matter he hadn't heard what Cater had said, Idia's headphones still on and the noise canceling too good on it that he can't hear what Cater had said. But it didn't matter. It's the fact he got caught... well, just caught. Even if he hadn't meant to do that. It's the fact he got caught! His instinct to hide too great as he quick tugged his hoodie up over his head, trying to hide as deep as he could within it. Nope! Not enough! Idia able to feel his face heat up at the sudden attention on him, and more the fact he had even done that! Book! Hide behind a book! Grabbing whatever was closest and putting in front of his face, eyes closed behind it and lips pulled back, his teeth clenched tight together. It may hide his face, but it doesn't hide that hair that tints pink at it's ends, it always refusing to stay hidden no matter how much he tries to cover it.

WTF is wrong with him?!

When Idia starts to hide, a chain reaction begins. Cater didn't mean to call him out or anything, and if he's reacting soo intensely, was he staring at him? The thought causes his own face to grow redder, and he frantically tries to apologize with a hushed, "It's okay, seriously, I wasn't--"

Wait. Hold everything. Is Idia's hair turning pink? Cater knows that Idia is sensitive to being called out and super doesn't mean to draw attention to it but before he can help himself it just slips from his mouth. "Your hair can change colors?"

How did he not know that? Well, probably because Idia spent so much time in his room. Well, Cater leans in to get a better look.

Ehhhh, as much as he didn't want to... Idia had slipped off his headphones during this, leaving them to rest around his neck. Just so he knows what is going on. Not that he wants to... but he also doesn't want to panic and run too, despite it being his first reaction. He had asked Cater here, he didn't want to just run after trying to do this. As much as he wants to! Ehhhh, he's such an idiot. Why couldn't he be cool enough to play it off?! Why does he have to be him...?

Then a tension to Idia's shoulders, more than there had been before. Ehh... he hates this. Why do others have to find out? That stiffness holds in his form for awhile, before a very heavy sigh from behind the book, shoulders slumping again as that pink starts to fade, his tone no longer panicked but... quiet, "...yeah, it does..." Idia having no clue Cater was leaning in like that.

Without thinking, Cater reaches to try and touch one of those pink ends poking out. He's going to regret this later, going to feel guilty and awful and embarrassed. But right now? "But it's so pretty..."

The thought comes unbidden, disappointed to see the color fade so quickly.

Ehhhh, Idia's lip turning up again, but not in upset this time, his brow dropping as he moves to glare over his book at Cater, snapping, "No it's fucking NOOTT-WHAT THE FUCK?!" However it's cut off seeing Cater firstly so close, and second reaching out for his hair, Idia throwing himself backwards in his chair and leaning back as far as he can, hugging the book to his chest now.

"What are you doing?!" That panic back, eyes wide. "What kind of idiot tries to touch fire?!"

Also, hi, library, right? Clearly this is the perfect pitch of voice to have in such a quiet place.

"I--I, uh--!" Startled by the sudden volume, Cater's hands fly up and away from him, his own eyes wide as well. Having been halfway out of his chair, he stands fully, nearly tripping backwards over it. This, of course, only adds more noise to the mix, and a few students from elsewhere let out violent shushes in protest.

Cater gulps. "Sorry," he all but wheezes as he tries not to be too loud, fiddling with his own hair again. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"Eh!" OH GODDDSSS that had been loud, hadn't it? Idia having not even considering his volume in his panic, a shake to his hands as he first clamps a hand over his mouth, it quickly shifting to cover his eyes as he tries to calm down, his other hand gripping tightly at the edge of his sleeve.

How the hell did this happen? If he had just focused and kept working it wouldn't had. And... well... he can't blame Cater, for any of this. From being weirded out at Idia staring, to being curious over his hair. If Cater's hair had suddenly changed or he... Idia doesn't know, sprouted horns or something? Yeah, Idia would be curious too. Like, wtf is happening, what's going on, how did you do that, kind of thing. So while there's still a shake to his form, eventually, "It's fine." His tone flat as he spoke. It's not fine but... it is.

"It's fine."

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