[ there's music thrumming through the walls - but there's always music when eddie's around. Whether it be blasted from speakers or from his growing harem of metal goddesses. the music stops at the second holler of his name, the last notes ringing. ]
I'm coming, I'm coming! Keep your pants on. Shit, where are mine. [ his are decidedly not on, from the sounds of it. It takes another minute or so of rummaging before he's presentable, hair piled high on his head in a messy bun, metal shirt a few sizes too big, the shorts he's wearing just long enough to hide the gnarly scars.
There are scars on his face, where the bats took chunks. One long leg has been replaced by red metal, a simple design like he'd have to manage with back home, and it has been plastered with stickers from the same pack that personalized the passengers side of the SUV. ]
And who is coveting my favor -
[ and he stops short, his eyes going wide as he takes in the ghost of a girl at Steve's side. ]
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I'm coming, I'm coming! Keep your pants on. Shit, where are mine. [ his are decidedly not on, from the sounds of it. It takes another minute or so of rummaging before he's presentable, hair piled high on his head in a messy bun, metal shirt a few sizes too big, the shorts he's wearing just long enough to hide the gnarly scars.
There are scars on his face, where the bats took chunks. One long leg has been replaced by red metal, a simple design like he'd have to manage with back home, and it has been plastered with stickers from the same pack that personalized the passengers side of the SUV. ]
And who is coveting my favor -
[ and he stops short, his eyes going wide as he takes in the ghost of a girl at Steve's side. ]
Ch... Chrissy?