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POSTED ON Apr 23, 2024 13:01:03 GMT

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No matter how tired his body was, Eddie found his current position rather difficult to sleep in. [break][break]

This was fine though, right? They were just two dudes sharing a cot; it was a decision born of practicality. Both had been too stubborn to let the other sleep on the floor, so this was the only possible solution, Eddie reassured himself. [break][break]

But his personal reassurances did little to stop his mind from racing, especially as his chest pressed flush against the furnace-like heat radiating from his cellmate's back. Spiraling panic seized him when he recalled that, yes, this was the first time he had shared a bed with a man in almost a decade, and yes, for once it also meant that he wasn't going to wake up alone when whatever passed for dawn in this place came for them. The two were practically spooning, for God's sake; Eddie even had the passing thought of crossing an arm around his cellmate's waist, if for no other reason than keeping it against his own side was starting to make the limb feel stiff and uncomfortable.[break][break]

But shame burned bright in Eddie's chest at thoughts of such casual intimacy when Beau was both his friend and younger than him by a fair margin. Still, he found his mind drifting to such forbidden places as they lay there, especially when the position Eddie was granted allowed him to catch glimpses of toned muscle peeking out from their peach-scented garments, flexing and rolling like gentle waves on the sea as Beau shifted in his spot. [break][break]

Sweet Arceus in heaven, Eddie was going to lose his god damn mind. He needed something, anything to distract him, but distractions were in short supply in this cramped and dark place. He wracked his brain, trying to come up with something, when he felt Beau shift next to him again. [break][break]

Maybe Beau hadn't actually drifted off yet, Eddie thought, listening carefully to the cadence of the other man's breathing. He'd hate to disturb him if he had, but at this point, Eddie would take about any means available to reel himself back in. Besides, this would be the first time the two of them would have a chance to properly talk since they found themselves here, [break][break]

“Hey, buddy,” Eddie whispered cautiously, “You still up?”

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Yes, Beau was still up, not that his carefully steadied breathing would have clued Eddie in on the fact. Like his cellmate, his mind was racing, but for different reasons. His vantage point allowed for him to look out through the bars of their cell, and he found he couldn't tear his eyes away, or even close them. On some level, he wondered if their captors would decide to issue another form of punishment arbitrarily, because he figured it might be the sort of thing they'd do while everyone was vulnerable and unsuspecting.
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The cot wasn't especially comfortable, as cots went, but he had to admit it beat the hell out of the stone floor, and he was glad that he'd allowed Eddie to cajole him into sharing. He couldn't see the man currently wedged between his back and the wall, but as best as he could determine while remaining deathly still to avoid disturbing the other man's sleep, Eddie still seemed a little tense. Or maybe he didn't, and that was all muscle.
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The awkwardness of the situation was not lost even to him, and he pondered for a moment vacating the cot to allow Eddie more space in the hope that he might actually get some rest. He had to admit, though, that the warmth of the other man was doing a lot to relax him, and keep him from going stir-crazy and climbing the bars of their cell searching futilely for a means of escape.
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Plus, he wasn't used to being the little spoon, and it...felt kinda nice.
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Eddie's whisper caused him to jolt against the other man, startling him from his thoughts, and he hissed an apology. "Yeah, brah. You okay?" He turned his head only slightly, as though the angle might help Eddie hear him better. The usual boisterousness and energy associated with his enthusiastic tone was entirely absent in a whisper, lending a tentative quality to his words. Because what wasn't tentative about any of this?

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Eddie felt a pang of guilt at the way Beau started against him and the concern that undercut his reply. The last thing he wanted to do was put more undue stress on the poor guy, [break][break]

“Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Sorry, just havin' a hard time sleepin'.” [break][break]

And now that he'd gone and disturbed his cellmate, where the hell did Eddie go from here? The last thing he wanted to discuss were the horrific circumstances they had found themselves in, even if this could prove to be an excellent moment to come up with an escape plan. On the other hand, there was a tension about the younger man that Eddie couldn't ignore, either. [break][break]

God, wasn't he just a scumbag? He'd been so distracted by something as trivial as their sleeping arrangements that he hadn't considered how the day's events must have been affecting his friend, [break][break]

“You holdin' up okay?” [break][break]

Eddie paused. It was kind of a dumb question, given the incredibly dire situation they'd found themselves in. But he was determined to be a friend to Beau and not the useless sack of shit Eddie had proven himself to be up until now, [break][break]

“I'm here for ya, no matter what these fuckers throw at us. You need anythin' from me, you just say the word, alright?” [break][break]

Staunch and sincere, as Eddie always was. Even outside of what friendship he shared with Beau, he owed the man a debt that he was determined to repay.

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POSTED ON Apr 29, 2024 20:47:38 GMT

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"I know exactly what you mean, brah," Beau sighed in response. He wondered if anybody was actually getting any sleep in this place - well, maybe the ones who had been whaled on by their captors, at least, but that just made him even more uncomfortable to think of.
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Was he holding up okay? He had to be, because he was the strong guy, but the concern in Eddie's hushed voice went straight to his stomach and caused it to knot painfully. He was worthless without his pokemon, he was worthless with this thing around his neck, and he found himself in a predicament where he couldn't even protect his fellow prisoners from whatever beatings their jailers chose to give. If he couldn't punch his way out of it, then what? Was he forced to wait for someone smarter than him to find an opening and think of something?
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"Yeah. Course." He lied smoothly, and only felt a little worse for it.
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He could feel the anxiety in his spine, and almost laughed at the appropriateness, like it was the only thing supporting him, the cornerstone holding him together. At home, at night, alone with his thoughts, he'd stretch and roll over to dispel it, force it to have to gather again if it wanted to do him any more mental harm. Here, he didn't have that option, but it didn't stop him from automatically shifting against Eddie, and he was grateful enough for the ice in his spine lessening slightly that he didn't apologize.
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Eddie's next proclamation brought it back in full, though. Eddie had been on enough expeditions with Beau to know what placing his faith in the younger man was worth. Did he really expect Beau to come up with something? Hell, did Beau expect himself to come up with anything? Had he just subconsciously been planning on being a good little worker bee until the dog out there decided he'd outworked his usefulness?
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"...Same," he managed quietly. If he wasn't capable of anything else, he was at least capable of making sure he could keep Eddie as safe as he could. One thing he absolutely couldn't allow himself to do was show weakness. Eddie being here was keeping Beau going, at least, so Beau had to do the same for Eddie.
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Whatever came next, they'd have to deal with then.
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Beau shifted again, but the ice wasn't going anywhere. "Hey, uh," he hedged, pausing.
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"Why do you think they did this?"

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POSTED ON Apr 30, 2024 15:15:23 GMT

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There was some tightly wound tension in Beau's short replies that cut Eddie to his core. Well of course the poor kid would be stressed out of his mind, given what they'd been through, but Eddie was overwhelmed by both the desire to fix it and his inability to find any actionable way to do so. He frowned behind his mask, both at that nagging feeling and at the question now posed to him, [break][break]

“'Cause they're assholes?”[break][break]

The motivations of the Megalopolans were a total mystery to him. He'd seen news reports about them, sure, warning citizens of Hoenn to report any such individuals to the authorities if spotted. Eddie had also heard harrowing tales of their cannibalism but he had thought them to be overblown until now. Maybe they were just herding together a select group of humans like cattle, forcing them to slave away until they were to be turned into food. Maybe it had something to do with the strange toxic chains that bound them, ones he had seen time and time again over the past month in those strange outbreaks that had swept across the region. But Eddie didn't know anything for sure, except for the fact that he lacked the knowledge and context to properly discern their intentions, but he could at least hazard a guess, [break][break]

“Or 'cause they're doped up on that weird mochi.” [break][break]

Mochi that they had both consumed several helpings of, he now realized. Before Eddie could let the realization tilt him into a fit of panic, he paused, the hand at his side balling into a tight fist. Sitting here and spinning his wheels over shit he couldn't control or do anything about wasn't going to get him anywhere, and he certainly wasn't going to give Beau any more reason to be upset. The other man had given him some reprieve when he sorely needed it; maybe Eddie could find a way to do the same, [break][break]

“Hey, ya got any plans for when we bust outta here?” [break][break]

Because it had to be a 'when' and not an 'if', [break][break]

“A buddy'a mine's got a little place in Dewford he told me I could crash at. Was thinkin' of takin' him up on that an' just bummin' around on the beach for a while. Maybe go swimmin', fire up the barbecue, do some day drinkin'; yanno, that sorta thing.” [break][break]

If he couldn't physically take Beau from this terrible place, maybe he could take him out of here mentally, at least for a little while.

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POSTED ON May 6, 2024 1:06:21 GMT

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They were assholes, Beau had to agree. He didn't know what the Megalopolans were after, necessarily, or what beef they seemed to have with what seemed like everyone in Hoenn, but clearly he'd been swept up in something that called too closely to grudges already held. Come to think of it, jack wainwright had mentioned running into these guys before, but Beau had probably been too busy chasing after Orson. Damn, if he'd only listened when he'd had the chance, maybe he'd have some more insight at this point.
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Then again, maybe there was something to Eddie's mochi idea, too. Beau didn't think so, though, not at this point - the guards seemed as calm around Okidogi as they did with each other, so he wasn't willing to bet that something - or someone - else was pulling the strings. He stewed on this for a moment, but Eddie - as he seemed to be in the habit of in this hellhole - managed to once again divert his spiraling train of thought.
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"Plans? Beau echoed, blinking into the darkness. "Oh, dude, hell yeah," he enthused as Eddie laid out his own designs. Dewford was invariably a favorite topic of Beau's - it was his home and where he'd always come back to, and his family had often joked - justifiably - that Beau had more seawater in his veins than anything else.
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"I know a great spot for catchin' some waves, just up the coast. Oh, brah, and you gotta meet Chaos," he added, then paused momentarily. Chaos - he'd almost forgotten about the elderly Snubbull in the midst of everything going on. He immediately tried not to think about it, but the thoughts came faster than he could bat them away; was Chaos safe? Would anybody bring the little guy food and water? Would they even notice Beau wasn't coming home? Did Chaos miss him? God, maybe he thought Beau had abandoned him and wasn't coming back, he couldn't think of the last time he'd been away from Chaos this long, if ever, and the little guy was tough but old, and what if something happened-
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"Stop," he spoke aloud, startling himself out of the loop. Those fucking icy claws gripped at his spine again, he could feel them, but he wasn't going to let them get the better of him. Eddie was right - it was a when, not an if, and Beau was damn sure he was going to find his way out of here.
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"Sorry," he offered, more quietly. He shifted slightly again, and the fear wasn't moving much, but it was moving. "Yeah," he tried to continue, "It's gonna be great. You c'n borrow one of my boards, if you wanna, an' I'll show you all the stuff the tourists don't know about."
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It was a nice thought, at least. If they ever made it out of here, Beau would hold himself accountable for making sure Eddie got the real Dewford experience.
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Wait. When, not if.
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"So, uh," he hedged, moving desperately into that sea-scented hope, "What's your beach drink, brah?" He chuckled lowly, but the sound was shaky, as though he was trying to force himself to find the humor in the situation. "I gotta know what to have ready for you when you head out my way, yeah?"

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POSTED ON May 6, 2024 12:35:30 GMT

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The enthusiasm in Beau's voice was infectious at first, but before Eddie could ask who exactly 'Chaos' was, that enthusiasm quickly soured into something more distressed. The pause and the dreadful silence that accompanied it was one thing, but the startled exclamation that ripped its way through the darkness of their ward sent ice water surging through Eddie's veins. [break][break]

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Fix it. [break][break]

There was something there, something painful and awful, and suddenly Eddie was struck by the urge to hold the other man tight, as if he could somehow dispel whatever it was by the strength of his will and a simple act of comfort alone. He had to make it better, he had to do something. [break][break]

Eddie's hand moved almost on its own, hovering above Beau's side. [break][break]

But that felt like overstepping, overreaching. The guy was his friend, and if there was one lesson that stuck out to Eddie from a youth spent trying to figure his shit out, it was that you didn't get too sentimental or touchy-feely with your guy friends. The poor kid was already troubled; why should he go and make it worse out of some misguided attempt at comfort? [break][break]

And besides, Beau seemed to be making his own way back from that terrible precipice, even if it was with shaking, trembling steps. Eddie just had to try his best to meet him halfway, something he was determined to do as he drew his hand back to his own side, [break][break]

“Ya ain't got nothin' to apologize for,” he started, his voice soft and low and soothing, “And yeah, I'd like that. Never been surfin' before.” [break][break]

In his original version of the idyllic beach getaway, he hadn't originally imagined his friend there, but now that this too was a part of the 'when' and not the 'if', the mental image of a smiling Beau waiting for him on the warm sands was something that Eddie couldn't get out of his head. It was probably just the toxic mochi scrambling his brain something fierce... probably, [break][break]

“I ain't picky. Soda, lemonade -” [break][break]

Whatever you're having, he almost added, until he thought better of it, [break][break]

“Or beer. God, I'd kill for an ice-cold beer right about now.” [break][break]

Eddie chuckled to himself, a little in self-pitying misery, and a little at the absurd thought of trying sneak an aluminum pint bottle of Coors Light past the guards, [break][break]

“Tell ya what; you bring the drinks, I'll bring the grub, and I'll make ya anything you want. Hot dogs, steak, even a veggie burger if yer one'a those folks.” [break][break]

Not that he had anything against vegetarians, but the thought of Beau chowing down on some sort of soy-based faux meat patty was too ridiculous to not briefly entertain.

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POSTED ON May 17, 2024 14:24:24 GMT

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Beau groaned in sympathy at the thought of a beer. An ice-cold beer, bracing and refreshing and calming, would be the FIRST thing he sought out after finding freedom. Hell, he'd probably settle for a warm one. It might be gross, but it was the principle of the thing, and Beau was not one to shirk his principles.
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He lifted a hand to rub at his eyes blearily, and paused when it hit the hard, unyielding material of his mask. Damn it, he'd almost forgotten about the thing with his mind focused on his hometown. He dropped his hand with a frustrated exhale, settling for blinking his eyes clean behind the mask, and murmured his agreement to his cellmate. "That's a deal, brah."
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He shifted and shimmied a little in place, trying to find comfort in the cot, and while he found a position that was comfortable for him, he couldn't be sure that the other man was - particularly not with the way Beau was pressed right up against him. He figured that couldn't be great, so he offered: "Hey, Eddie...get comfy if you can, we should get some rest. I don't know if I can handle doing this on no sleep, if we can get sleep."
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It's not like it was weird, right? Eddie, that reassuring warmth at his back...that's just what bros did, right?

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POSTED ON May 18, 2024 12:41:30 GMT

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Eddie nodded in affirmation. A deal indeed, one he considered holding Beau to once they finally got the hell out of here. [break][break]

But for now, exhaustion was rapidly sinking in, and Eddie yawned behind his mask as Beau adjusted again. 'Getting comfy' would be easier said than done, but Eddie was stubbornly determined not to give Beau any reason to sleep on the floor, [break][break]

“You got it,” Eddie affirmed as he adjusted a little himself. [break][break]

But maybe this sleeping arrangement wasn't so bad after all. The combined body heat provided a comforting warmth that the rest of the prison had been devoid of, and with his cellmate so close, it suddenly felt as though all the perils of the ward were a distant memory. Eddie yawned again, blinking groggily behind his mask, as he turned his head a little towards the thin pillow beneath him, [break][break]

“G'night, Beau.” [break][break]

And before long, Eddie was sound asleep, snoring softly next to his best brawny bro. [break][break]

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Now, for all of Eddie's conscious desires to not make their sleeping arrangement any weirder than it had to be, the unconscious mind had apparently decided that some adjustments needed to be made to get properly comfortable over the course of the night. When Eddie awoke the next morning to the sounds of the guards starting to move outside of their cell, he found his arms wrapped around Beau's waist like he was clinging to an over-sized teddy bear, and his mask-clad face was firmly planted against the base of the younger man's neck. Eddie stifled the mortified shriek that nearly clawed it's out from behind his mask and he pulled his arms back like he had just touched a hot stove. [break][break]

Maybe if he was lucky, he'd find that Beau was still asleep, and the younger man wouldn't have noticed Eddie's rather un-bro-like conduct. Barring that, maybe Eddie would be lucky enough to choke on his morning mochi and asphyxiate to death to escape what was probably going to be a super awkward conversation, [break][break]

“Oh, uh, hey- you up, bud? I, uh, think it's 'bout time fer the mornin' chow.”

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April 1

Dewford Town

Bisexual

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Do I lift? Yeah, brah, I lift your spirits!

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