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TERRENCE NOWELL

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(Note: Terry gave Kido his phone. Bought his own flipphone on 8/26!)

He has a stall set up in the market street for locating things. Feel free to thread it out with an inbox action thread or handwave it!

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[overstrain]

[ His smile gets a little more lax with less energy at that. ]

Yeah, you'll be older than me eventually.

[rabbeats]

It's not like it's going to change much, Cookmaster.

[ Hibiki doesn't know what Terry is expecting of older Hibiki, but he shouldn't get his hopes up. ]

[overstrain]

Are you still going to be cute when you're older? I'm gonna be forever young, so we can't have too much of an age discrepancy!

[ lmao......

This doesn't really count as flirting in Terry's book, surprisingly, since he's joking around. ]

[rabbeats]

Forever young? So what's your beauty routine?

[ Honestly, Hibiki has no idea what beauty routine even is, he just overheard some girls talking about it. ]

[overstrain]

Your love for me?

[ lol

that

that totally makes sense... (no it doesn't) ]

[rabbeats]

Are you telling me to love yourself so I'll stay young forever?

[ This.....makes even less sense. That's why they're friends. ]

[overstrain]

I guess we can both be young forever.

[ Problem solved! This is why Terry enjoys Hibiki's company. They can lightly joke about stuff even though he just got killed several days before. It's no big deal. ]

Hey, Hibiki... you look fine, but you said you didn't last long in the dungeon. Did something happen?

[rabbeats]

I got beaten up and a girl had to carry me to the entrance. She told me that someone died, too.

[ Hibiki's looking at that someone right now. ]

I used to be much stronger back home and I guess I got ahead of myself.

[overstrain]

[ Huh. A girl that carried him... Terry thinks back to the pre-battle and he can't think of any girl that would be able to carry Hibiki. ]

... Well, I didn't die! I guess that's one thing that stuck with me from home. I know that feeling though, but I quickly found out that I'm not as strong as I used to be.

[ He looks over Hibiki. ]

Are you saying you could lift back home?

[rabbeats]

[ It's too meta for you to understand, Terry...for the same reason Hibiki will never meet a talking cat. ]

Yeah, I could lift a finger. [ Too OP, please nerf. ] You're still pretty fast, though.

[ Not dying isn't something that human can do, so Hibiki gives him a look and smiles. ]

[overstrain]

I think I'm pretty fit! So... physical things are more of my thing.

[ Well, it sure isn't anything mental that he's good at.

Hibiki is looking at him... and Terry wonders..... ]

... If you wanted to ask me something, you can just say it, you know. I won't mind. Probably.

[rabbeats]

Are you...

[ There must be at least one dramatic pause when asking such a question. Hibiki fixes his gaze on Terry, still silent. A few moments pass... ]

...a hero with superpowers and secret idenitity?

[overstrain]

[ When Hibiki finally says what he wanted to say, Terry breathes out quietly and then laughs a bit. ]

I'm not a hero! I'll never be a hero...

[ After a good laugh, he stares at Hibiki, straight at his eyes. ]

I'm a clone of a demigod.

[rabbeats]

That sounds even cooler.

[ I'm this close from c&p "Rolling in the deep" lyrics here. Romance might be deleted by now, but I'll remember that gagtag. ]

Don't worry, I won't tell anybody. I doubt that anyone can see the difference.

[overstrain]

Yeah, I don't think anybody does.

[ It's hard to believe that someone like Terry is... something like a demigod, but. Stuff happens.

Also he's going to give you the kiss of death in the future. watch out, hibinyan. ]

I don't feel like some sort of god anyway.

[rabbeats]

[ If Terry didn't tell him directly, Hibiki would have never guessed. ]

You don't even look like some sort of god.

[ Is Hibiki going to treat him any different now? Of course not. ]

You just look like...Terry?

[ What kind of answer is that... ]

[overstrain]

Yeah! I'm just Terry!

[ Thankfully, Terry understands that Hibiki is saying, because that aligns with his mindset. ]

Though sometimes it gets awkward when people talk about gods and I'm just standing there next to them.

[rabbeats]

I'll try to avoid gods in our conversations, then.

[ Hibiki can be polite and considerate, apparently. ]

But maybe you should ask if demigods can get some discounts in this hospital.

[ The debt is growing... ]

[overstrain]

No way! I want to be treated normally!

[ Revering someone like Terry would not only put Terry in shock, but several other people too. Probably. ]

[rabbeats]

Normal people don't have such an impressive debt.

[ At least people he knows. ]

I wonder if anyone would believe you. You're too human.

[ Is that praise or an insult??? Who knows. ]

1/2

[overstrain]

[ When Hibiki says that, Terry doesn't think of it as an insult, but he's not sure if he should take it as praise either. But somewhere within his crushed heart, there's something at ease.

He looks over at Hibiki... ]

[overstrain]

[ Even though he shouldn't be moving, it looks like he has enough strength (while ignoring the pain with painkillers) to pull Hibiki to the bed and hovers over him. He even puts his hand next to Hibiki's head like some sort of kabedon but on a bed. His expression is a little harder to read than the dumb smile he usually puts on his face. ]

Hey... can you stay the night?

[rabbeats]

[ It happens so fast that Hibiki doesn't realize what is going on for a moment. Blinking, he notices Terry being in a very different position than just a moment ago, but he just rolls with it. ]

Demigodspeed. Isn't it against the rules or something?

[ He thought that you're a good boy, Terry. ]

[overstrain]

What rules...?

[ Maybe the amount of painkillers have finally gotten to Terry. He would normally be able to permanently filter this kind of thing out to stay relatively clearheaded, but his endurance can only put it off so much. Though, he's no longer beddon-ing Hibiki and plops down on the bed next to his side and hugs him instead, wrapping an arm around his torso. His face is pretty much buried into Hibiki's nape at this point and he even nuzzles a little. ]

You smell nice...

[rabbeats]

[ If a nurse decides to check on Terry, Hibiki will have "yeah, we gay, keep scrolling" written all over his face. ]

Thanks, it's the soap. [ Not everyone can smell like cinnamon, alas. ] You must be really tired...

[ The nuzzling tickles so he gets cut off by a soft chuckle. ]

I'll stay. Who knows, maybe it'll your heart heal faster.

[ The shit Hibiki says. ]