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Twenty Sixth Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs [Video]

[The feed starts off a little shaky, a hand covering most of it before its owner realizes what he's doing. He pulling it away to sleepily blink into the black berry as he holds it out in front of him.]

Anybody know how the hell we got back here? Yesterday, we were in paris right? [He sounds very muddled and tired.] Or did I sleep through it?

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[The hug was greatly appreciated. He stayed silent for a while, trying to keep himself from becoming overwhelmed. When he finally spoke it was a whispered husk.]

You don't remember being killed..?

...Yeah, I remember. I'm remeberin' now. [Eddie's lightly sighing now. He resting his chin atop Kuja's head for a moment. He's still hugging the smaller man.]

[Kuja gives his waist a tight squeeze. His brows drawn.]

I tried to avenge you... Mello stopped me.. He told me I could speak at her trial. It's not enough! She can't get away with it.

Its okay Kuja, s'okay. I can deal with it. [So unsure right now, oh lawdy is he unsure.]

She's trying to isolate you. I'm not prepared to allow her that! [He's worried about you Eddie... very worried.]

I know. I wasn't lettin' her was I? [Eddie's employing his SOOTHING VOICE tm to try and keep Kuja on the level.] She just thinks I put everyone before her. I just need to think of a way to show her that's not the case without having to stop talkin' to you guys.

[He shakes his head, trying to pull back momentarily.]

It's not myself or Mamimi she minds. It's Heather. She says that she's exactly like someone in your own world.

[Want to watch the roadie crumble? Just poke that topic a little harder. He sort of just stares at the grass underfoot. Obvious hurt settled on his features.]

...Yeah, I know. I was- just hopin'- I don't know if I pretended it wasn't about Spitfire for a few seconds that it'd go away. [Tiniest sigh, EVER] Not likely to happen- but what the hell am I supposed to do? Lita and I never had a thing, same with Heather and me. Heather's like my daughter or niece. What Ophelia said-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. [So eloquent Eddie. He just bites off his words and clenches his fists. Eventually he just settles down on the grass.]

[His brows draw as he watches him sink to the floor. He gives a soft sigh, crouching behind him and putting his arms around his neck.]

...She wants to make it work.. I know she does. I think the tears are holding her back. If she were her normal self then she would have forgiven you.

[Have a roadie leaning into you.] The tears are a part of her now, so- she probably won't be forgivin' me.

I dunno what I wanna do anyway. I'm still pissed. She kept sayin' I was cheating. [He openly sounds hurt by that along with frustrated.] I wanna be with her, but I don't want to keep anyone at arms length.

[Giving him a nudge with his nose he hums lowly.]

Then you to create a deal. You both keep to your sides of the bargain, something you both agree on. Shake on it and it's set in stone.

[People he couldn't deal with so much, business however he knew like the back of his hand.]

[Soft sigh on his part. The roadie does not mind the affection, he is tired sad and still partially angry. The touch helps.]

Yeah- that's a good idea. Keep us both balanced. Dunno what we could agree on though 'No arguin'?' 'No killin' each other?' That's probably something neither of us could really keep.

[Kuja gives him a light smack on the back and huffs.]

Don't you see? Fighting is part of your chemistry! Repression makes it worse. But you need to agree on a release that won't end in the repeat of last week's tragedy. Boundaries, allowances, dos and don'ts.

Don't you find it that little bit sad you're getting relationship advice from a man who's never even been emotionally intimate with anyone!?

[The smack doesn't really earn much of a reaction out of that wall of roadie.]

Advice is advice, if you give it with good intentions its good. [Tired blanket statement is tired.]

But- you're right. We can't just play nice with each other, we've tried and it doesn't exactly end well. [Grimace and him touching his throat briefly.]

[He gives a sigh and nuzzles the back of his head once more.]

Find your happy medium. I'll advise where I can, but it can only be fixed by the both of you.

[The affection is appreciated, though all Eddie can do is tiredly reach his hand upward to touch Kuja's shoulder with his GIANT hand.] Yeah. I just gotta find her an talk to her. though it can't be too hard, the detectives probably have her all pinned up somewhere.

Mello has her. [He replied sharply.] Good luck convincing that stubborn fool to allow you to speak to her. He wouldn't let me anywhere near her.

I'm from the same world, so I can use that as leeway. [Best excuse Eddie can come up with right now.] That an she's my girlfriend, I can use that to.

[He shakes his head.]

Even if you tell them what your world is like they don't listen. The system's flawed beyond repair.

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