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Who: ~~Iguana Science~~ Ignis Scientia, Eddie Kaspbrak
What: Eddie being miserable that his friends are gone.
Where: Apartments.
When: Backdated to after the expeditions.
Warnings: Just general moping around, probably mentions of killer clowns somewhere.

[ Eddie is pretty sure his mantra for the last few days has been fuck this place or variations of said phrase. When he'd first arrived things had been grim but they had been manageable for the fact that his best friend Richie had been there to suffer with him. No matter what had happened the pair of them had been able to get through them (normally by badmouthing it, shouting about it or generally being unimpressed by the whole thing). The whole aspect of being dragged into a world with no seeming way out had been easier to put up with when his friends from home were around, no matter how many times Eddie wondered if that made him selfish or not. And now? Now it was just him; the rest of the Derry kids had found a way home and he was the last one standing.

He doesn't know if he should be depressed or pissed off by all of this. He alternates, spending his time curled up in bed and huffing his annoyance with a hint of drama. Why couldn't he go home too? It was totally unfair that everyone else got to leave and he got to be stuck in this place with monsters and strange people? Sure, some of the people in this place were awesome, the kinds he would never have met otherwise, but at the end of it all it didn't beat the fact that Richie had gone home and he hadn't. Completely unfair! What was he even meant to be doing now?

There had been an attempt to vent on the network yet somehow all that had happened was Eddie somehow feeling even more put out. Maybe it was the lack of Richie popping up to tell him to stop being stupid of throwing some dumb emoji his way, or a lack of Stan's pragmatism to point out the flaws in such thinking.

Fuck it, he's going to stay in bed and not move. His door is unlocked so if anyone needs him Eddie knows they can just walk on in.]

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[Ignis doesn't expect to just be able to walk on in, and he makes his way through the apartment very quietly until he sees the pile of blankets and misery on the bed that is Eddie Kaspbrak. He hadn't known, until reception on the phones had allowed it to become clear, that the cause of the boy's distress was the abrupt departure of not just one but what appeared to be all of his friends in one fell swoop.]

Eddie.

[It's been a long time since Ignis last had to deal with a thirteen year old who didn't want to come out from under his covers. He has a feeling that the tactics he used to use on Noctis will not work here.

He sits down on the bed, his weight dropping a slight dip into the mattress, and clasps his hands together as he rests his forearms against his knees.]

I understand how you're feeling, but you can't stay here like this.

[ Eddie knows it was only a matter of time before Ignis (or Kate) came knocking. Or they would have if the door hadn't been unlocked and Eddie is already silently telling himself off for leaving it in such a state. What would have happened if it hadn't been one of the nice ones walking in? He'd probably be murdered before he could say dancing clown!

The moment the bed dips under Ignis's weight is when the understanding sinks in; Ignis isn't going to just leave if Eddie says nothing at all and the bundle of blankets shifts a little as the kid gives the smallest of huffs.]

Yeah I can. Then maybe it'll send me home 'cause I'm doing nothing.

[It could have been anyone, but would anyone have known to come looking for him here? Eddie and Richie had always been very careful about not letting people know where they were.

Ignis is patient in many ways, and he could have sat there for some time if Eddie had chosen to say nothing. As it is, this will make things go far more quickly. It's easier when he doesn't have to wrench every word out like pulling teeth.]

You know that isn't guaranteed. [Eddie is not unintelligent, but he is a child. This must seem a reasonable enough plan.] And I won't be leaving you here to waste away. I'd be a poor friend, if I did that.

[ It's hard to be so annoyed at the world when Ignis is throwing out words such as friend and "won't be leaving you". Sure, a small, spiteful internal voice reminds Eddie that Ignis doesn't get a choice on if he leaves or not overall, but Eddie can at least recognise that voice enough to ignore the heck out of it.

There's a good few minutes of silence as Eddie thinks about it. This place seems to pull people in it has some use for, surely if he's not useful then the Gods would see it and let him go back? Deep down the kid knows it doesn't work that way, otherwise everyone else would be doing the same thing. It's just the only stand he can think to make right now, a small protest against the happenings in this strange place and when Eddie talks again it's still muffled and quiet.]

I want them to come back and that makes me a poor friend.

[If it were as easy as that, then certainly, they would all sit down and do nothing in the hopes of being sent away. Eddie's still talking, at least, and that is something.]

It doesn't. [Ignis tells him, just as quiet. He finds the boy's head under the blanket and gently ruffles his hand over it.]

It's no terrible thing to wish for familiarity, and the people who make you feel secure. [He exhales a soft sigh.] I... missed my own friends terribly, when I first got here.