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Over My Head [Moonie]
« on: December 30, 2017, 08:38:33 pm »
The past few weeks had been rather... Intense.

Carro had finally made it to Stage 4 of his Candidacy and yet he felt like he really hadn't moved anywhere at all, at least not until he finally stepped into the candyland chat for the first time. All he'd said were a few stupid jokes and suddenly he had friends, people inviting him to hang out when they weren't busy working and training. For the first time in his life he was making connections entirely on his own, without the help of his dad, or his brothers.

The sense of profound loneliness he'd always felt was a little bit staggering, and being around others had helped alleviate it. But it was all so temporary. So so temporary.

The first thing that really alerted him that nothing lasted was the disappearance of Vaughan; he'd noticed it when he hadn't seen the other trainee in chat for a while, but he hadn't thought to say anything--he didn't know any of them well enough, didn't even really know if he could call them friends or if they were all just acquaintances at this point, but the few times he had hung out with Vaughan he'd enjoyed his company. Found him fun, easy to hang with. Cute.

And then just like that he was gone.

It wasn't like the disappearance of Candidates was a new thing, and that was something Carro had known long before he was accepted into the program, but to be TRIMM'd so late in the game... It sent cold shivers down his spine.

"Be aware of your surroundings," Grandpa had said, gods when had that had been? Ten years ago?

"Question everything and trust no one. Especially in Aedolis. You understand me, Carro?"


He'd said yes back then even though he hadn't, but now he was starting to. It made his heart and gut twist with anxiety, things weren't right, and he found himself reaching up to the back of his neck, hidden behind that pretty wine red hair to scratch at it. Gods, it itched more and more with every passing day and every time he got frustrated it burned. He didn't get it, was it an allergic reaction? To the ink? He'd had it forever, maybe it was something to do with puberty, fuck if he knew.

And then when Viktor announced he was gonna be moving on to Stage Five already, before he'd even really gotten to know the guy. Now he was pretty, it'd been hard to not stare at him when they had their get togethers for games and whatnot, but it was pretty obvious he was taken--by an older Pilot even, go him for all that... Ambition and vim and vigor and whatever the fuck. Carro wished he was that brave.

He wished he knew what the fuck was going on.

It felt like life was passing him by in a blur, that was the way it had always felt; everyone around him growing up had looked at him with this kind of emotion in their eyes he never saw there when they looked at anyone else. Like a mixture of concern, stress, worry. Like his very existence bogged everyone's minds. They always knew so much more than he did, fuck, everyone knew so much more than he did. The people he liked were already disappearing from his life before he'd even had a chance to enjoy them, why?

Why did it always have to be like this?!

Carro was so lost in his thoughts as he walked through one of the many hallways of the ATC to head back to his dorm room after a class, he was doing the exact opposite of what his grandpa had told him--aware of his surroundings he certainly was not. So he didn't notice the people walking past him, how slow he was going, or how when he turned the corner there was someone headed right for him that he bumped right into, the sudden collision making him lose his balance for only a split second before he gained it back again, shaking his head a little and looking at who it was he'd just run into.

"Oh shit, sorry--"

 

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