[TRUTH ROOM] and I wanna hear what you have to say about me

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

[The Oldacon's found a room where one of the kitchens used to be. It's not remarkable in any way other than it's irritating non-kitchenness. There are some comfy chairs, a nice plush carpet, some reddish mood lighting-

-and a door that won't open again.]

Oh, you... come on. [He fights with the door momentarily, getting nowhere at break-neck speeds. He sighs and moves to sit in a chair, looking somberly around. He has no idea what the room wants, but it's not letting him go just yet.]


((OOC: This is a room that forces people to say truths they normally wouldn't divulge. You can only get out after saying one of these truths aloud for someone else to hear. The effects could last for as long or as short a time as you wish. Feel free to either bother Hal or just wander in alone or wotever.))

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[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[...Okay, that was pretty amusing. Despite trying to keep his grumpy mood going, a laugh escapes him.]

If you try say that in the room you probably have explode.

[He starts walking away from the room, though he doesn't know where to. Just somewhere that's not there!]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[HE KNOWS HOW TO MAKE YOU SMILE BBY]

Well that wouldn't be very good. I need to be in one piece for you to lick chocolate syrup off me, yes?

[He follows, hands in pockets, smirking.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[SPLUTTER]

FEAR! You forget I say that when you are in hallways and other person can hear.

[He walks ahead, trying to hide the redness in his cheeks. He still can't believe he said that, or that the thought of it is turning him on a bit.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

I'm sure other people heard us in the truth room, too~

[Still grinning, he carries on walking slightly behind.]

Does this mean we should 'talk' about it in the room, then?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

We do not even have chocolate syrups in room. I think when I get back I just go have nap before evening patrol.

[Naps are an easy way to escape a conversation! People can't talk to you when you're asleep, right?]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

You're boring. Besides, there's always whipped cream.

[He's just teasing him, now. He already knows that Alek refuses to do anything outside of kissing as long as Pain hasn't approved. He has to wonder, however... what will happen if Pain gives Alek an ultimatum; him or Fear? The sinking realization that Alek would choose Pain in a heartbeat makes his smirk falter. He's kind of glad he's walking behind Alek, now.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

...Just add ice creams and you get sundae.

[He kind of smirks to himself a little even though he'd just yelled at Fear for talking about it. And since his friend is way out of his vision cone, he of course misses his change of expression.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

It would be kind of cold, though.

[He mantally facepalms for the slight chance of tone in his voice, and hopes Alek didn't notice it. He wonders if he really is as abandoned as Pain said. Without his unit, without LB, and without Alek... who was he?]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[The change is a bit too subtle for Alek to think anything of it other than that Fear doesn't like the idea of putting ice cream on himself.]

Cold is not so bad. I think ice feel pretty good.

[Aaand, that's all he's saying now as he focuses on getting over to the room.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

...On your crotch?

[...Weird. Well, whatever floats his boat. He follows Alek silently, still questioning himself. He wasn't used to being alone anymore. Come to think of it, the last time he had to live alone was...]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[Feeling more comfortable and less embarrassed, Alek slows down his pace so Fear can catch up. It's at that point he notices something seems a bit off about his friend.]

...?

[He gives Fear a questioning look.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[He's looking at his feet when Alek slows down, so he almost walks into him.]

Wha-?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

There is something wrong?

[He grabs Fear's shoulders to steady him, wondering what has him so deep into thought.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

No.

[He gives Alek a weak smile.]

Everything is fine.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

You think if we are still in truth room you could say this?

[He'll believe Fear if he insists on it, but something still seems a bit off.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

Well...

[...Maybe he should ask while he still has the chance.]

I want you to be completely honest with me. If Pain said to you that you had to choose between him or me, you'd choose him, right?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

...Why you ask that?

[He scratches the back of his head, feeling awkward from the question. He doesn't like ultimatums and always does his best to avoid him.]

You do not even like me way he does.

[At least Alek doesn't think he does.]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

Because Pain bought up a valid point in the truth room.

[He shrugs.]

If one day I realized I loved you... I just hope it doesn't happen.

[Because it would only hurt a million times more when Alek told him he wasn't anything more than a friend with benefits.]

1/2

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

...

[He doesn't just think of them as friends with benefits, but he does know he cares about Pain enough that he doesn't feel comfortable taking things further unless he's getting on well with Fear. Which reminds him...]

2/2

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

You know, this would not be so hard if you can just act civil at Claude. He is pretty easy go... if he like you, thing would most likely go your way.

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

...There is no way he would give permission for us two to go any further, even if we liked each other. At the end of the day, if you're only going to act on what he tells you to do...

[He can't see a future with Alek as long as Pain's decisions influence him. He rubs his head, frustrated. He wishes Pain would just get the hell out of the picture.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

I know Claude better than you know. I think... you should at least give it try. If not other reason because it helps for everyone feel better.

[He reaches up, hand resting against Fear's cheek.]

Please?

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[asdghs stop being so damned persuasive]

...I can try, but the minute he tries to kill me he's getting a bolt through his brain. And forgive me if I don't feel like hanging about if you two start getting all loved up in front of me.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

He will not try kill you! He knows better!

[Feeling very pleased at his accomplishment, Alek curls his hand around the back of Fear's neck and pulls him down for a kiss. Just in case he needs more motivation!]

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[He rests his hands on Alek's back, indeed feeling thoroughly motivated now.]