ataraxion | [voice] dated to late wednesday "evening" - eridan's guide to finding dead bodies

[this is surprise.]
Oh.

[this is distress.]
I - I... uh - fuck -

[this is panic.]
I need - fuckin' son of a bitch I need, um, someone here, right noww, the pool - [there's a little gasping breath, followed by a more sincere attempt at deep breathing. eridan doesn't even try to sound Okay at all.] Someone's in...

[and finally, the verbal shoulder-slump of defeat.]
Someone's drowwned in the pool.

[this is not what he wants to be doing right now at all, in the slightest, he was just supposed to look around real fast, just a quick look before he kept wandering, there wasn't supposed to be anything wrong.] I need John Wwatson. 001, uh, just the 001. An', uh. Shit. [there's the sound of frustrated typing for a minute, then,] 002-215. That one. I need both'a you to... Talk to me.

Someone else come help me. He's definitely...

[there's a long pause here, almost a minute, and then:] He's been here for a wwhile. There's nothin' else to do.

[002-215, Neal Caffrey and 001-197, John Watson are getting a notification every minute for this post until they respond.]

((OOC: way to brutalize the /small tag, whoops. anyway all responses voice, it is completely likely that anyone who knew Sherlock will get a pretty clear idea of who Eridan's referring to with such a dramatic call-out to Neal and Watson. uuuhh other than that yep that's it Sherlock's dead guys.))

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[His breath hitches, and only then does he register the first thing Eridan said, which is possibly not what he wants to hear when he's just been informed one of his friends has been killed.]

Fuck you, Eridan.

Fuck you too! Oh, fuckin' no, that dumb, ratnest-haired asshole is dead, time to get fuckin' upset an' bitter about evverythin' evven though he wwould probably just be givvin' you that stupid condescending smirk like you're a fuckin' moron for bein' upset if he wwas able to!

Big fuckin' deal, he wwas a fuckin' moron after all an' I don't need you gettin' emotional right noww!

[There's a slow degrade in his tone as he talks, outraged and irritated at first, then more upset - his voice cracks a little with every insult, and he really fucking hates this bullshit. If he were a better person, he'd explain himself, but he's not about to tell Ianto that he's staunchly trying to remain irritated rather than upset, and that Ianto is undoubtedly going to get emotional, and that'll just make him emotional, and...

He doesn't want to give Sherlock stupid fucking Holmes the satisfaction of being upset over him.]

[Unfortunately, this has the opposite effect of keeping Ianto from getting emotional. A fight would be a distraction, but he visibly deflates as Eridan starts breaking down, and by the end of it, Ianto looks just a bit broken himself.]

[He's silent for a few moments, and then he just cuts the feed.]

[voice] dated to late wednesday "evening" - eridan's guide to finding dead bodies

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