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Elliot stares at the outstretched hand, for a moment, before taking it. He gives it a firm shake, before letting go. He looks around him curiously. “Yeah, I guess, so,” he mumbles, before pressing a hand to his chest lightly, his expression becoming pained. He slowly sinks to his knees, breathing becoming laboured. “Wh-Wha-…?” He looks down at his chest. His clothes looked liked they were covered in blood, as did the rest of him. But he didn’t really notice the pain, until now. He undoes the front of his shirt, opening it to reveal what looked like a large gash that was seeping even more blood. “Dammit.”

  Tove's eye widened and he knelt down to the other male. "Ye be 'urt!" He blurted, which was pretty obvious. Of course the guy could see he was hurt, he was bleeding! "When did ye get battered?!" He asked in a loud tone, not really all-knowing in these situations. "L-Lay yerself down. I can 'elp. Me thinks I can, at least." He suggested, tugging the sleeve of his shirt to tear it off and make something to press against the wound to help stop the bleeding. There was nothing else to use here. It was the Abyss, there was nothing but darkness and chains.

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We all have our scars from loving someone too deeply, from wanting to protect someone too much.

Mei Tachibana, Say “I Love You” (via koseisora)

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  The chain bit his lip and looked towards the dark ground. All he knew was that this was the Abyss... and that he'd come here after his contractor had perished. All because he wasn't fast enough. But, they just wanted to save Bandersnatch and Lily. That was all! Now.. everyone was gone.    "This... This be the Abyss. Ye really don' know?" He narrowed his eyes and shook his head, gingerly extending his arm out towards the older. "Name's Tove. Nice to meet ya, Elliot." He would have been cheerier, but the smile and hum was very much false.    "Guess we're stuck together 'ere."

"Do I know you?" [Can I just...Would it be okay to do an au where Elliot becomes a chain?]

   The chain paused, looking at the other being in front of him. Was he a chain too? Contractor? It was hard to say, but there was a number of certain vibes aflame upon his self.    “I.. I think I would’ve remembered ya.” Tove mumbled, looking down at the ground beneath him and then glanced back up, “What’s yer name?”

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   The touch was barely anything at first, something the chain couldn’t really feel. Though he managed to take note as to what was happening and spun around to face the… noble? Chain? Honestly, Tove was still trying to figure that one out.

  “W-What ye doin’?” He blurted, tugging his hair back down over the hideous burnt and marred flesh that used to be his left eye and the other side of his face. All from what he’d gained the day he’d tried to save Bandersnatch from Mad Hatter and Raven. Which had gotten his contractor killed and now he was trapped here… Probably forever.    At least he wasn’t alone.

  “Lil’ warnin’ next time…” He mumbled, turning away from the taller male.

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blackhoundofbaskerville:

the petting was relaxing, but his guard jumped up the second Tove took his hands. This couldn’t be good- "Ye was gone for one ‘undred years…"

No. nononononononono-

That couldn’t be right- had it really been that long? How could it have been that long? His gaze left Tove’s as he looked around, almost expecting some sort of evidence of the time that had passed. It wasn’t fair- everything he knew would be gone now. His favorite trees, the little food stand in Sablier that always gave him treats, the nice man with the big coat who gave him head pets when he went by…

Gone.

"I don’t wanna know anymore," he whimpered, ears drooping down. He regretted ever saying anything, ever letting Tove tell him the truth.

  Tove knew there'd be denial and an all-out reaction from the canine, but that didn't make him feel any better for having been the one to tell him. Maybe he should have just let Leon tell him, but.. How other way could you possibly tell someone something like that? And Tove knew how Bandersnatch felt. When he'd come out of the Abyss, he thought it had only been a small amount of time, until Leon told him, and just like that, everything changed.

  The small words sounding from his companion made Tove nod slowly and he stepped closer, carefully wrappinghis small arms around his brother's waist and embraced him, something he needed right now. That and the fact he adored cuddles, so here's hoping he'd get a good reaction.

  "....It'll be okay... May not be the same ol' places... But it'll be okay.." He mumbled, knowing there was nothing worse than false hope, but he had no means to tell anything 'false' of the sort. Now that they were together again, nothing could tear them apart.

  It will be okay.

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Tove jumped at the sudden slamming of the spoon and gasped loudly, almost going so far as to hide in the cupboard under the counter. "I ain't mean no 'arm by it. Honest." He held up his hands in defeat and carefully pointed towards the food being baked. ".... I mean... I can't do a lots 'cos I don' wanna tire ol' Fang out," He glanced back up at the bird, an innocent expression on his face. "I can helps ya. I'm just... Bored."

Jabberwock sighed at the persistent poking while he was baking cookies for Lily and his master. He slammed the wooden spoon down after a while and turned around to glare at the honey badger. “What, what, what, what, what? What the hell do you want, Tove?!”

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blackhoundofbaskerville:

Not asking is good- he isn’t quite sure himself. and Leon’s participating in ‘tough love’, as he likes to call it.

  Then no asking it is.  Tough love sounds right. For Leon at least. Or is he just playing hard-to-get?

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  "Bit 'arsh, ain't it?"  Uncontrollable laughing inside.

He’s currently rolling around on Leon’s bed in an attempt to gain his scent. What’re you doing?

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blackhoundofbaskerville

"Not at all!" He grinned at the image of Leon trying to catch Tove- Tove would win every time. The head pets were gladly accepted, Bandersnatch tucking down so that Tove didn’t have reach so far."I’m surprised he hasn’t started already- I must’ve been gone a lot longer then I thought." His smile faded  slightly, the corners of his lips tugging down at the thought. He hadn’t dealt with the Abyss very well without his brothers, Even if he’d had Lily with him. It had still been lonely, a void in the place of his two best friends.

   Tove smiled weakly up at the older, gently petting his head a few mre times before straightening himself out again. "...Ain't nobdoy told ya how long ye been gone?" He asked in a slow manner. Surely Leon would have told him, right? But.. now that they were on topic, the only right thing to do would be to tell him. "...See, Bandy," The badger began quietly, gently taking the older's hands in his for something of comfort, it's not exactly like this was the easiest news to give anyone. "...Ye was gone for one 'undred years..." He looked up at the dog in waiting for some kind of reaction. He knew how he felt, because he himself hadn't come out for one hundred years either. Still, sometimes Bandersnatch had trouble accepting the truth.    Maybe he just wanted things back the way they used to be.

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blackhoundofbaskerville:

He’s currently rolling around on Leon’s bed in an attempt to gain his scent. What’re you doing?

  Currently watching the dog attempt to gain Leon's scent. Not sure whether to ask.    What is Leon doing? Or have you scared him off already?

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   Wait, wait, wait-- What the hell is Bandersnatch doing?!

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  Dodges like a boss and aggressively runs around the chain.

Aggressively pokes the bird.

Aggressively shoots a flame at the Honey Badger.

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pulchra-regem:

            Leon’s rounded, fluffy ears flicked suddenly underneath his hair, completely hidden from view, but still able to listen to the surrounding environment without issue. He followed after the younger, much smaller Chain.

"He has his Contractor with him, but I agree."

          Then again, there was no telling when Lily and Bandersnatch would be spit out from the Abyss. It could be an second now, or years from now, as upsetting as that notion was. Time in the Abyss was irrelevant.

"I doubt I could really wait around the Doors, though. Lotti needs me more than ever now, and Fang needs you. I’m sure they’ll meet up with us when they get out."

        With a sigh escaping past his lips and his arms stretching high over his head to combat the feelings of pure laziness, the lion plopped down next to Tove and needed his fingers into the soft dirt and grass underneath them. The earth was cool; it felt nice on his nails and fingertips.  

                  “…Better than nice. Such a change, wouldn’t you agree? I mean, between what happened in Sablier, and being trapped in the Abyss, this is pure heaven, if such a thing exists.”

   Tove glanced towards his companion, arms raised over his head to pull out the hood of his cloak to serve as a cushion beneath him as he lay down. He shifted until he was comfortable, sharp claws making nonsense-patterns on the soft ground at his sides and he let his eyes fall shut with a sigh of content.    "I'm with ya," He murmured, crossing his ankles together, "...If 'eaven did exist. D'ya think we'd go there when we 'it our time?" He asked quietly.

  Perhaps it was a stupid thing to ask, considering their role of duty in the world. He always thought of the Abyss as some sort of holy land, but it was home. So if heaven did exist, wouldn't it be there? The Abyss was a place full of golden light once upon a time-- He couldn't even remember that. Was it even true? Or had the existence of chains been the cause for the Abyss' destruction instead of the core's growth?

  Funny how these kinds of things were a mystery even for them.

  "Eh-- Don' mind me. I is just beat." He grunted after a while, draping an arm across his face.

   The last thing he really wanted was anymore depression between them. They were family-- they were supposed to make each other happy, not to keep reminding one another about the past and where they stood in this... war. Yet, the ocassional slip up would always happen, especially with him.     For he was the type to speak before thinking.  

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Boom, bitch. Get out the way--