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hey there benny boy
you around cause we need to talk
man to not-ghost
you know how it is
[ Peppering anything with humor is Klaus's only real defense mechanism now, but it also helps open doors that might otherwise be difficult to handle. ]
you around cause we need to talk
man to not-ghost
you know how it is
[ Peppering anything with humor is Klaus's only real defense mechanism now, but it also helps open doors that might otherwise be difficult to handle. ]
oh be a dear and stop by mine on your way in
apt 103
i have no schemes and i have done nothing
ye of so realistically little faith
apt 103
i have no schemes and i have done nothing
ye of so realistically little faith
This better not be a prank or something weird. Or you up to something.
Ben finishes up the text and readjusts the bag of books onto his foearm before he moves to continue his trek toward the apartment complex. There's definitely a part of him wondering what exactly Number Four is up to - because it usually is something, but still Ben'll give him the benefit of doubt. As always. He did say no schemes and he did nothing. Maybe he's actually telling the truth this time.
It's quick before Ben's yanking open the front door and speed walking the hallway, his eyes taking in the apartment numbers to find the correct one. 102....103 - Ben lifts his unburded arm to knock. "Klaus! Open up, it's me!" Ben calls through the door - fully knowing that he could walk through it right now, or even open it, probably, given the fact that his brother throws caution to the wind and constantly flouts rules.
Ben, however, doesn't. So knock and wait it is. Though there is a part of him that wonders just how freaked Klaus might be if he did walk through it. Maybe another time - Klaus wants something for now.
Ben finishes up the text and readjusts the bag of books onto his foearm before he moves to continue his trek toward the apartment complex. There's definitely a part of him wondering what exactly Number Four is up to - because it usually is something, but still Ben'll give him the benefit of doubt. As always. He did say no schemes and he did nothing. Maybe he's actually telling the truth this time.
It's quick before Ben's yanking open the front door and speed walking the hallway, his eyes taking in the apartment numbers to find the correct one. 102....103 - Ben lifts his unburded arm to knock. "Klaus! Open up, it's me!" Ben calls through the door - fully knowing that he could walk through it right now, or even open it, probably, given the fact that his brother throws caution to the wind and constantly flouts rules.
Ben, however, doesn't. So knock and wait it is. Though there is a part of him that wonders just how freaked Klaus might be if he did walk through it. Maybe another time - Klaus wants something for now.
Hearing Ben's voice through the door and the knock that accompanies it will always startle him. One doesn't spent years with your brother as an astral voice in your head to not be suddenly shaken by his very corporeal existence in the world.
He opens the door and looks a little bit of a mess, having just come in from work, with his hair knotted haphazardly at the back of his head and shirtless. He also looks tired in a way Klaus usually doesn't. Though Ben's likely seen him much worse.
"Don't knock, it's weird," he says as he gestures his brother inside. The apartment itself doesn't look all too abnormal, save for a few articles of Klaus's clothing, a pack of rogue cigarettes, and some dishes in the sink. They have Radar to thank for the cleanliness, Klaus and Sirius for all the chaos in between. "Thanks for coming. There's the fridge, help yourself if you want. And no, I'm not drunk," he points a finger at Ben accusingly.
He opens the door and looks a little bit of a mess, having just come in from work, with his hair knotted haphazardly at the back of his head and shirtless. He also looks tired in a way Klaus usually doesn't. Though Ben's likely seen him much worse.
"Don't knock, it's weird," he says as he gestures his brother inside. The apartment itself doesn't look all too abnormal, save for a few articles of Klaus's clothing, a pack of rogue cigarettes, and some dishes in the sink. They have Radar to thank for the cleanliness, Klaus and Sirius for all the chaos in between. "Thanks for coming. There's the fridge, help yourself if you want. And no, I'm not drunk," he points a finger at Ben accusingly.
"I don't live here - it's polite. Plus, your roommates probably wouldn't appreciate me walking in whenever I want." Ben quips back automatically, moving to walk passed his brother and into the apartment. The layout and everything is the same, but Klaus' apparment looks more lived in. It feels...warmer somehow, while Ben's is still such a blank canvass considering the fact that he's in there by himself at the moment.
Ben's a little jealous because even after decades spent constantly tethered to Klaus...Ben can't think of anything he wants less than being alone.
Still, Ben is looking over both the apartment as well as Klaus, and he can't help the eyeroll. "I'm not helping myself either, I don't want to be rude to your roommates...even if I could eat." Ben muses before shaking that off and honing back in on Klaus. "And I know. I think I'd be able to tell if you were drunk, Klaus." Ben knows it's the truth too, considering he's been there with Klaus, right next to him - through a whole hell of a lot. They both know one another probably better than their other siblings at this point considering it was just the two of them for so long in some ways. "What's wrong - what's going on?" Ben asks, turning to fully face his brother after dropping his bag of books on the nearest table to give his full attention.
Ben's a little jealous because even after decades spent constantly tethered to Klaus...Ben can't think of anything he wants less than being alone.
Still, Ben is looking over both the apartment as well as Klaus, and he can't help the eyeroll. "I'm not helping myself either, I don't want to be rude to your roommates...even if I could eat." Ben muses before shaking that off and honing back in on Klaus. "And I know. I think I'd be able to tell if you were drunk, Klaus." Ben knows it's the truth too, considering he's been there with Klaus, right next to him - through a whole hell of a lot. They both know one another probably better than their other siblings at this point considering it was just the two of them for so long in some ways. "What's wrong - what's going on?" Ben asks, turning to fully face his brother after dropping his bag of books on the nearest table to give his full attention.
"My roommates won't care. Well, you might surprise Radar, but he's just a delightful little thing, can't hurt a fly. So by all means, help yourself in any time. I'll get you a key."
Klaus turns and folds his arms over his chest, watching the bag plop on the table. He considers it, how real it is, how heavy the bag looked, how it sounded. How Ben's feet make noise on the floor. He's real in a way that's going to make this conversation even harder. But count on his brother to call him on the bluff, to cut right to the chase.
"Have you been told about the portals?" Klaus starts, curious. "How people come and go? Sometimes they pick people up and drop them in multiple times here. There were previous iterations of me here before, well, me. Hold your commentary there, Lazarus." He holds up a hand to his brother and sighs.
"Last week I was taken back home. Came here first after the Icarus, thought I'd killed you in the process of showing my ass here, then got pulled back to start living my happy home life again. Portals went and pulled me back right when we got outta there. So they can be a little unpredictable. One minute you're here, the next, poof."
Klaus turns and folds his arms over his chest, watching the bag plop on the table. He considers it, how real it is, how heavy the bag looked, how it sounded. How Ben's feet make noise on the floor. He's real in a way that's going to make this conversation even harder. But count on his brother to call him on the bluff, to cut right to the chase.
"Have you been told about the portals?" Klaus starts, curious. "How people come and go? Sometimes they pick people up and drop them in multiple times here. There were previous iterations of me here before, well, me. Hold your commentary there, Lazarus." He holds up a hand to his brother and sighs.
"Last week I was taken back home. Came here first after the Icarus, thought I'd killed you in the process of showing my ass here, then got pulled back to start living my happy home life again. Portals went and pulled me back right when we got outta there. So they can be a little unpredictable. One minute you're here, the next, poof."
so in case you havent noticed in your short time here with us on this delightfully fucked time traveling astral plane the hargreeves family has a fun little disappearing act we apparently like playing
i took a little spin right before you got here and now that fives back i feel it my elder brotherly duty to inform you that if you decide to walk your little tentacles back across one of those portals i will personally conjure you now that i know your perfectly coiffed self can come here and i will make you suffer
im going to eat all of your new favorite foods and make you sit there and watch me while playing backstreet boys on loop
in other news allison and i are watching the bachelorette this weekend and eating a tub of ice cream so be there or be square
i took a little spin right before you got here and now that fives back i feel it my elder brotherly duty to inform you that if you decide to walk your little tentacles back across one of those portals i will personally conjure you now that i know your perfectly coiffed self can come here and i will make you suffer
im going to eat all of your new favorite foods and make you sit there and watch me while playing backstreet boys on loop
in other news allison and i are watching the bachelorette this weekend and eating a tub of ice cream so be there or be square
Ben levels his brother with a look, one eyebrow quirking upward at him. "Do they not care or do you just not notice when they do?" It's easy to shoot the question off because for all Klaus' sensitivities, and the fact that he has some modecum of emotional intelligence, he pushes through some things - for the better or worse. Ben's been on the other end of that, probably more often when he was a ghost, but still.
Not that he'd really say no to a key, though. In fact, Ben feels a little bit better in his own skin standing in this apartment than in his own based purely on the fact that he's not alone. Still, it feels strange to acknowledge that very idea out loud right now so he holds it back, noting the peculiar look on Klaus' face.
"Yeah, when I first got here." Ben confirms, brows furrowed with what Klaus is getting at here. Ben had definitely heard about the complete lack of control in people being brought or sent back, but it's a little bit of new information that Klaus had a previous 'iteration', as he so eloquently puts it. Before he can do so much as give a facial expression he's being shushed, which prompts a glare shot at the most flamboyant of the Hargreeve siblings while Ben's arms move to cross across his chest.
"So - let me get this straight - you've been here before, but not you with your awareness, that about right?" Ben asks, frown digging into his mouth. "And they literally have that little control over these portals? I know they said they were doing research, but jeez." Ben shakes his head, dropping his arms and then moving to take a seat on the couch. "So, is this you warning me for myself or is there another reason?"
Not that he'd really say no to a key, though. In fact, Ben feels a little bit better in his own skin standing in this apartment than in his own based purely on the fact that he's not alone. Still, it feels strange to acknowledge that very idea out loud right now so he holds it back, noting the peculiar look on Klaus' face.
"Yeah, when I first got here." Ben confirms, brows furrowed with what Klaus is getting at here. Ben had definitely heard about the complete lack of control in people being brought or sent back, but it's a little bit of new information that Klaus had a previous 'iteration', as he so eloquently puts it. Before he can do so much as give a facial expression he's being shushed, which prompts a glare shot at the most flamboyant of the Hargreeve siblings while Ben's arms move to cross across his chest.
"So - let me get this straight - you've been here before, but not you with your awareness, that about right?" Ben asks, frown digging into his mouth. "And they literally have that little control over these portals? I know they said they were doing research, but jeez." Ben shakes his head, dropping his arms and then moving to take a seat on the couch. "So, is this you warning me for myself or is there another reason?"
Since when are you the elder brother? We're all the same age.
AND you know I have no control over what the portals do or don't do here either, so is threatening to be a cruel little psycho man making you feel better about fear keeping me here somhow? Or do you need to go on a little further?
What kind of icecream? And which Bachelorette? Is it one of the love stories or one of the drama seasons?
AND you know I have no control over what the portals do or don't do here either, so is threatening to be a cruel little psycho man making you feel better about fear keeping me here somhow? Or do you need to go on a little further?
What kind of icecream? And which Bachelorette? Is it one of the love stories or one of the drama seasons?
"Ye of little faith," Klaus whines at Ben. But if he doesn't want to help himself to the food and drinks the apartment has to offer, then by all means. He won't complain. Less he'll have to restock later.
Klaus watches Ben stroll in, make himself comfortable on the couch and he turns on one heel to do the same, unceremoniously throwing himself down in one of the chairs next to the couch, leg hanging over the arm. It's clear he probably sits in this spot a lot, what with how comfortable he looks. But Klaus takes that level of unearned comfort with him everywhere he goes.
"Exactly. Different mes were here, a different you, a Diego, and a Vanya once upon a time, but I've been taken out and brought back. I only know Five and Allison. Diego left just as I got here."
He huffs at the idea that he didn't get to see his brother, and while it's flippant enough, it does bother him a little. Diego seemed to live a good life here, from what he's learned from Derek. To go back home would be hard.
"It's a good thing you're sitting down," he sighs, trying to find a way to make it as easy and simple as possible. "Five's gone. Portal got him like it did me. And maybe he'll be back, we know how he is, but this place has a seriously bad sense of humor and I'm an easy audience." He rubs the back of his neck, uncomfortable, before he pushes his hair back out of his face.
"I wanted you to hear it from one of us." A small concession, but Klaus does care. And maybe he and his brother have a lot to work through, but he's trying.
Klaus watches Ben stroll in, make himself comfortable on the couch and he turns on one heel to do the same, unceremoniously throwing himself down in one of the chairs next to the couch, leg hanging over the arm. It's clear he probably sits in this spot a lot, what with how comfortable he looks. But Klaus takes that level of unearned comfort with him everywhere he goes.
"Exactly. Different mes were here, a different you, a Diego, and a Vanya once upon a time, but I've been taken out and brought back. I only know Five and Allison. Diego left just as I got here."
He huffs at the idea that he didn't get to see his brother, and while it's flippant enough, it does bother him a little. Diego seemed to live a good life here, from what he's learned from Derek. To go back home would be hard.
"It's a good thing you're sitting down," he sighs, trying to find a way to make it as easy and simple as possible. "Five's gone. Portal got him like it did me. And maybe he'll be back, we know how he is, but this place has a seriously bad sense of humor and I'm an easy audience." He rubs the back of his neck, uncomfortable, before he pushes his hair back out of his face.
"I wanted you to hear it from one of us." A small concession, but Klaus does care. And maybe he and his brother have a lot to work through, but he's trying.
ive definitely time traveled more than you so therefore im older ;) and while i know the portals are unpredictable and we have no control im only letting you know my expectations
as your elder brother
allison and i have decided on pizza too. bunches of sides. and if you want to get fancy we can go shopping for personal pints but allison usually stocks the good ben and jerrys shit
pizza and ice cream are necessary for the bachelorette. its all drama and true love where im concerned
as your elder brother
allison and i have decided on pizza too. bunches of sides. and if you want to get fancy we can go shopping for personal pints but allison usually stocks the good ben and jerrys shit
pizza and ice cream are necessary for the bachelorette. its all drama and true love where im concerned
I don't think that that logic is entirely accurate. I was dead, so it wasn't like I could technically age anyway if you wanna get technical.
And I don't think I need to know your expectations, might want to send a memo to the portal or the people doing the work on said portal.
I trust Allison's taste, but I mean the more flavors the merrier in my opinion. And before you remind me I'm going to get fat I'm not sitting on the couch eating all the time so save it.
I mean I wouldn't know but it sounds good to me. I'm just not interested in watching the girls falling for the bad boys who are cheating while there's better options. I want the happy ending, Klaus.
And I don't think I need to know your expectations, might want to send a memo to the portal or the people doing the work on said portal.
I trust Allison's taste, but I mean the more flavors the merrier in my opinion. And before you remind me I'm going to get fat I'm not sitting on the couch eating all the time so save it.
I mean I wouldn't know but it sounds good to me. I'm just not interested in watching the girls falling for the bad boys who are cheating while there's better options. I want the happy ending, Klaus.
oh youre no fun alive or dead jesus christ
everyone gets fat sitting on the couch and eating ice cream until you puke but that i what i like to call living ben
real life living. good ice cream and bad tv is the peak of greatness. so live dangerously bennyboy. dont know about the happy ending part here because its a reality show and if she chooses the guy she supposedly loves they get a metric ton of money but hey
happiness comes in all shapes and sizes
everyone gets fat sitting on the couch and eating ice cream until you puke but that i what i like to call living ben
real life living. good ice cream and bad tv is the peak of greatness. so live dangerously bennyboy. dont know about the happy ending part here because its a reality show and if she chooses the guy she supposedly loves they get a metric ton of money but hey
happiness comes in all shapes and sizes
(( this is left at the door of 205, in a plain white box, with a turquoise-colored Post-It note (taped in place just to be safe) stuck to it. ))
Edited 2020-09-20 02:29 (UTC)
I'm a lot of fun, actually, your gauge is just beyond broken at this point. You wouldn't know fun it if walked up and hit you in the face.
I don't eat until I puke, I'm just excited to try everything, and I'll pick working out or somethng back up, let me live. What's that saying? Yolo?
I just like traditional happy then I guess
I don't eat until I puke, I'm just excited to try everything, and I'll pick working out or somethng back up, let me live. What's that saying? Yolo?
I just like traditional happy then I guess
YOLO doesnt exactly work for you since this is your second time around but YOLT doesnt have the same ring to it.
but if youre a lot of fun and fun might walk up and hit me in the face should i consider this assault now or later? im delicate and bruise easily remember ;)
but if youre a lot of fun and fun might walk up and hit me in the face should i consider this assault now or later? im delicate and bruise easily remember ;)
Edited 2020-09-22 00:46 (UTC)
oh excuse me
im looking for a cute pie boy
a little birdy told me a pretty redhead sent you homemade apple pie
and i am incredibly offended that one
you didnt share
two
you didnt tell me about said redhead
i happen to know her and i could have even put in a good word for you
[ And he probably already has, but you know. He's not going to admit to anything kind. ]
im looking for a cute pie boy
a little birdy told me a pretty redhead sent you homemade apple pie
and i am incredibly offended that one
you didnt share
two
you didnt tell me about said redhead
i happen to know her and i could have even put in a good word for you
[ And he probably already has, but you know. He's not going to admit to anything kind. ]
ah yes youve caught me pie handed!
but i dont need to know about your general pie consumption ben
only when said pie is made by my beautiful redheaded wifey whom i so love and adore
and whom i will definitely give good words even if youre right
you dont need it you pretty bastard
i hate you for that
but i dont need to know about your general pie consumption ben
only when said pie is made by my beautiful redheaded wifey whom i so love and adore
and whom i will definitely give good words even if youre right
you dont need it you pretty bastard
i hate you for that
well of course i love you or id be sabotaging the shit out of you
im offended ben you know me better than that
but of course i know lydia i know all the pretty people on this island ;)
but inquiring minds need to know
how was the pie
im offended ben you know me better than that
but of course i know lydia i know all the pretty people on this island ;)
but inquiring minds need to know
how was the pie
you should be afraid ;)
but did you tell her it was delicious
you should send her a thank you pie
or a thank you note
or a thank you kiss
but no more cult life for me god i would rather go play blindfolded in speeding traffic than do that all over again
go chase your own waterfalls ghostman
but did you tell her it was delicious
you should send her a thank you pie
or a thank you note
or a thank you kiss
but no more cult life for me god i would rather go play blindfolded in speeding traffic than do that all over again
go chase your own waterfalls ghostman
Edited 2020-09-26 03:36 (UTC)
I haven't yet, but I'm going to. I'm not giving her a thank you kiss that'd be weird. I can't bake, though and it'd feel like a lie to give her a pie I buy when she literally made me one.
Please stay out of traffic because I don't have time to come save your ass, and I'm trying you're the one butting in on my waterfalls.
Please stay out of traffic because I don't have time to come save your ass, and I'm trying you're the one butting in on my waterfalls.
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