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So it would appear that the High Inquisitor is no longer gracing us with his presence. An unfortunate event indeed.
It is perhaps a little late to point out that the majority of you acted with absolute disregard for common sense, so I'll spare you the lecture for now. Though I do wonder if etiquette lessons are necessary.

On that note, I will announce that the wedding is now unnecessary and is in fact, cancelled. If you hadn't figured out why by now, there's no hope for you. Of course, we were never intending on allowing it to go so far, that would have been ridiculous.

I'm sure you're all very disappointed.

[If you are Constance, Bro or an Ampora kid he would have found you and talked to you prior to posting it. Whether you want to handwave that or not is up to you, but I'm down with doing action posts here.]

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I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't as far as this situation goes.
[Telling Eridan would be the easy part. Telling Constance? That was freaking him the fuck out.]
I suppose I also wanted to tell you that I'm proud of you. I guess.

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Well, thanks then.

[Ooh... that gets him to stop. He really cannot believe that, especially after everything that's gone down lately.]

Are you really proud of me? Especially after... [He just.. slightly signals to his face, since he's so hesitant about it and all.] ... y'know.

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[There's a moment of hesitation before he nods, shifting his weight on his feet. Yup. Awkward. So awkward.]

You're still my son, I've every reason to be proud of you.

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[His shoulders seem to shrug to that, forcing a smile out of himself. It doesn't work at all though, and he just... sighs. So... so very awkward.]

I... I-if you say so, father.

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[Murdoc shrugs in return and grunts. You are now a man Eridan, this is man language.

I do say so. [He says in a firm voice, though he continues as if he feels like that alone isn't enough.] And I don't lie.

[He stares at Eridan for a moment before clapping a hand on his shoulder and giving him a small shake.] Alright then.

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[MAN LANGUAGE. YEAH. But of course Eridan doesn't really understand man language too well and eugh.]

You don't, I know you don't.

[Yeah, but fuck that, even after the shake he still pries his arm away and goes right in for a hug. Fuck you, he wants a hug.] ... Yeah.

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There's a good lad. If you can't trust your father, you can't trust any-

[He cuts off as Eridan hugs him, standing there awkwardly for a long moment before hugging him back. He grumbles out the end of his sentence, trying to distract himself from how awkward he feels.] Anyone.

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[Hey Murdoc, remember that young boy that would cling to your legs and want hugs all the damn time whenever you were around him? Well he's back for a second as he doesn't let go of him right now. He lets out a small sigh, just so locked in this. It's a strange feeling, but the fact that he initiated it and that he's not wanting to release him just yet gives him a strange feeling of comfort. It's weird.

He's being incredibly tsun.] When it comes down to it, you're the only one I really do trust the most. I--I mean, compared to eweryone else I trust, which isn't a lot a folks in general.

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[He does remember him, he remembers him all the damn time. He remembers regretting not being around for it more because hell, nothing is as satisfying as unconditional love from your son. After all of this shit, he'd been so worried he might lose him so the hug is just a little....

Comforting. Insanely comforting, alright? He knows he should let go but he feels himself clinging a little.]

I think I could say the same for you. [He lowers his voice.] I certainly trust you more than Cronus.

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[He hates the way he thinks sometimes, the fact that he just gets so caught up he makes all sorts of mistakes and thinks that his father is just the worst person. When he stops thinking that way and he gets to it, he's so fucking thankful for him to be there, and he absolutely loves him with every regard.

But, he slowly looks up when he hears what Murdoc has to say because it amazed him to hear that. He almost couldn't believe that, especially what he had been trying to fight for the last few years especially to be the best in his father's eyes. ]

You... you do?

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[He probably gets that from his father, to be perfectly honest. When in doubt, blame all the issues on the short comings of others. As much as Murdoc loves Eridan, his standards will always be painfully high.

He rolls his eyes a little at Eridan's response. Why are you making him confirm things? Saying feelings is hard.]

Of course I do.

[allisnotlost]

[Of course, it's one of the family curses. Murdoc really can't help that Eridan made that response, he likes confirmation... It embarrasses him that he has to have this, but in the time that he's in, he jut... desperately needs it.

And he realizes now that it's even more-so embarrassing that he's getting so happy over this, he just buries his face against him again because auughh feelings, feelings are dumb especially embarrassing ones like this.

He just. Really likes the fact that things feel okay for him, even after the face trauma earlier and everything else.

At the same time it's such an odd feeling because it's just... so weird for him to take that feeling.]

Ah... thank you.

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[Murdoc can't help but be surprised as Eridan buries his face against him. It's incredibly endearing but just so...strange. He isn't used to this sort of thing happening and he wonders if maybe he should be. As if he's missed an important step as far as parenting goes.

That just sets the guilt in again. If Eridan is clinging in desperation like this and if he's getting in fights and trouble, is it for attention? Is it because there's something wrong? He's almost afraid to ask, but...]

Eridan. [He manages to say, pausing a moment before continuing.] Am I a bad father?

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I....

[He pauses, but it's not as if he's really thinking anything over. He knows his father isn't a bad father. He knows that even if he hasn't been there for those years growing up and been in the memories that his nanny takes place in, it's alright. He understands that.

And he certainly understands whenever his father's coming from, this strange reach for affection being even strange to himself. Part of him still really wants to push him away and make him feel bad for missing out, but the other part of him just wants to stop and embrace the time they have left before he has to move on with his life and focus more on other things.

So when he speaks, it seems to flow, almost as if admitting himself that maybe... just maybe, Eridan Ampora wasn't the best son in the world.]

No. No... I mean, you're only as bad of a father as I'm as bad of a son.

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[The way Eridan hesitates and trails off very nearly seals the deal for Murdoc. He honestly doesn't expect high opinions from Eridan, he knows Eridan admires him to a point. But what good is a father who missed almost all of his son's childhood.

That's why the answer really surprises him. It's enough to make him pull back and stare down at his son for a long moment. He doesn't really know what to say, so he's going to pull Eridan in for another man hug, patting his back as he does.]

You aren't a bad son. [He pauses for a long time.] We're bad at this.