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Family Reunion
Feb. 24th, 2019 09:01 pmWho: Anne and Eddie (and possibly Dylan Brock Eddie's apparent son.) and Venom.
What?: Reckonings. realities. Eddie confronts that his partner of so many years isn't telling the whole truth. After 12 years of being bonded to an alien symbiote and having your DNA forcibly altered there's no other way to get it out.
Warnings: These are not happy people period. Possible mentions of death.
[he's been here before.
Not here, on this townhouse. It's a new townhouse and Eddie is fucking terrified of being discovered. Christ she has flowers on the porch and a cat oozes it's way out of the darkness. He's been here before because he feels weak and shaky. It feels like half of him is gone, but when your other half has been lying to you effectively sometimes you have to make the decisions...
And there's something else. Someone else, a pre-teen kid sleeping on his couch. Carl Brock's in the wind which is just as well because if "Edward Brock: Convicted Serial Killer" made the evening news this wouldn't go over well and he has to know.
Standing on the porch staring down at the cat who stares right back he cradles something close. The symbiote - his symbiote - his partner, his friend, hell his lover (and he wasn't proud of that at all) who had apparently been lying to him this whole time.
He'd had a life, or at least tried to make amends and after one of the worst fights against Carnage (their son, no matter how weird that felt.) A woman had been to see him in prison, she'd been there to help him and when he'd gotten out the two of them had fallen into bed together and supposedly that's where Dylan came from.
His son. Not theirs.
The creature in the container twitches and looks at him with a pair of eyes before Eddie coughs into his hand and presses his hand to the door frame. He's felt this weak before, but this is worse. The thing in the tube is dying and he has to find Dylan's mother and...
and what?
It's not important Eddie what's important is what's coming Eddie please please-]
Shut the fuck up.
[The symbiote isn't connected to him but he fancied he could hear the thing's voice even as he leaned against the doorframe and pressed a hand to the wood.]
Shut up. Just...Just shut up.
[Two knocks and the doorbell for good measure. According to the Doctor's at the Life Foundation Reborn (and what the fuck was that?) his heart was atrophied but they could fix it and it was...
He didn't want to go. He wanted to help Dylan but just in case...
Whoever happens to open the door to the San Francisco townhouse will see a man in a faded gray hoodie with a massive tube underneath one arm. He's sporting an unkempt heavy beard and despite looking strong - is pale and shaky out in the dark.
A light rain begins to fall.]
What?: Reckonings. realities. Eddie confronts that his partner of so many years isn't telling the whole truth. After 12 years of being bonded to an alien symbiote and having your DNA forcibly altered there's no other way to get it out.
Warnings: These are not happy people period. Possible mentions of death.
[he's been here before.
Not here, on this townhouse. It's a new townhouse and Eddie is fucking terrified of being discovered. Christ she has flowers on the porch and a cat oozes it's way out of the darkness. He's been here before because he feels weak and shaky. It feels like half of him is gone, but when your other half has been lying to you effectively sometimes you have to make the decisions...
And there's something else. Someone else, a pre-teen kid sleeping on his couch. Carl Brock's in the wind which is just as well because if "Edward Brock: Convicted Serial Killer" made the evening news this wouldn't go over well and he has to know.
Standing on the porch staring down at the cat who stares right back he cradles something close. The symbiote - his symbiote - his partner, his friend, hell his lover (and he wasn't proud of that at all) who had apparently been lying to him this whole time.
He'd had a life, or at least tried to make amends and after one of the worst fights against Carnage (their son, no matter how weird that felt.) A woman had been to see him in prison, she'd been there to help him and when he'd gotten out the two of them had fallen into bed together and supposedly that's where Dylan came from.
His son. Not theirs.
The creature in the container twitches and looks at him with a pair of eyes before Eddie coughs into his hand and presses his hand to the door frame. He's felt this weak before, but this is worse. The thing in the tube is dying and he has to find Dylan's mother and...
and what?
It's not important Eddie what's important is what's coming Eddie please please-]
Shut the fuck up.
[The symbiote isn't connected to him but he fancied he could hear the thing's voice even as he leaned against the doorframe and pressed a hand to the wood.]
Shut up. Just...Just shut up.
[Two knocks and the doorbell for good measure. According to the Doctor's at the Life Foundation Reborn (and what the fuck was that?) his heart was atrophied but they could fix it and it was...
He didn't want to go. He wanted to help Dylan but just in case...
Whoever happens to open the door to the San Francisco townhouse will see a man in a faded gray hoodie with a massive tube underneath one arm. He's sporting an unkempt heavy beard and despite looking strong - is pale and shaky out in the dark.
A light rain begins to fall.]
