[closed] help, they need an adult

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WHO: eddie munson & steve harrington
WHERE: stygia
WHEN: post-october festival event
WHAT: two dudes try house decorating in an abandoned building
WARNINGS: language (will update as more develop)

[ the hard thing about the afterlife is that it's also pretty much a capitalistic nightmare where you have to work to get all that you need and survive. there's also the added horror of the fact that coins here are the souls of the dead and they could be turned into coins any time.

eddie's not a fan.

it's almost worse than the upside down, which they could leave, but only marginally so because this place has monsters too.

without much money to their names, or any money in eddie's case because he doesn't know how he feels about earning souls, there's limited options in where to find accommodations. luckily, eddie's standards are on the ground. he's lived in a pretty messy trailer, slept in the back of his van when he needed too and rick's boathouse wasn't exactly comfortable. so when he looks around the abandoned apartment that he and steve broke into and then claimed as their own, he's not going to complain. he could. he has plenty of complaints but he also feels a higher level of anxiety than normal (a feat!) and guesses steve has more.

eddie's also trying not to wonder who it belonged to. this is totally temporary. totally.

heating is a problem and so is electricity but there's some furniture left behind, even if it's all worn down and there's no beds or anything to sit on. eddie picks up an abandoned pillow off the floor; it's seen better days and has a cat stitched into it. he holds it up to show steve. ] I know we said we need to make this place look more lively, man, but I vote we burn this thing for heat.

[ he turns the pillow back to look over the cat. it's hideous but in a sad way. maybe he's already getting attached. ]

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[ eddie wishes he had answers but as much as he's poured hours into dnd manuals, those don't exactly have anything about how to deal with a shadow or voices in your head.

at least, not non-magical voices.

the thing is he doesn't know. which isn't new for eddie with most things in life but fantasy shit is supposed to be up his ally. except that he's also learned he likes the supernatural in movies, books, and in the contained space of hellfire instead of all around him. he does better with it then too. ] I think so?

If soulmates stop your Shadow from taking over then we're supposed to be able to help each other out if ours start trying to take over. Or do something. [ don't focus on the fact he doesn't really answer that second question. ] Stop it from winning because you go nuts if it wins and then... your soulmate feels it.

[ shit. he hadn't mentioned that yet, had he? eddie clears his throat. ] I can ask around to figure out what the fuck we're supposed to do to help. It's probably not like any of the books from home. It's probably better, you know, than trying anything out from good ole Tolkein's manual.

[ there's that babbling again. put him out of his misery and panic about something, steve???? ]