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Surprise, bitch. I lived.

(Have Eddie, flipping the camera off with his right hand aka his prosthetic.

Eddie looks different than the last time most people had seen him. For starters, he has a green undertone to his skin. For another, his tongue is completely black. Behind him is an empty room with gray floorboards and peeling green walls. It at least looks clean. There's a Gucci suitcase on its side, opened up, with clothes spilling over and across the floor. Another Gucci suitcase sits next to it, but it has been partially charred.

A dog is passed out and snoring rather loudly in the opened suitcase.

Despite his on-point meme drop, Eddie's delivery is completely and suspiciously blank. His gray eyes are flat, and his expression remains completely empty.)

Richie's here too. (As if on-demand, a massive fireball blast out from the doorway of a nearby room followed by some crashing and yelling. Eddie doesn't even bother to glance over his shoulder.)

We're settling in okay. We're in Lumenwood. I've got some of my supplies from Deerington but I've got a shitton of stuff I need to restock.

(Which was going to be such a drag.)

But for those on a need-to-know basis, I've already made some important notes on this place. Not that any of you give a shit, but if you do...I guess we were given journals for a reason. I suck at journaling though. Here's a uh --- transcipt? Is that what it's called? Whatever, I typed it up.

(He shrugs. The screen goes blank only to be followed up by some text that Eddie clearly wrote up ahead of time:)

IMPORTANT TRENCH ~~NOTES~~ ~~SHIT~~ STUFF?
i dont know i dont normally do the note takin thing so feel grateful

1.)

our blood's fucking weird now but also no shit it's weird now is anyone surprised

give me your blood so i can figure it out. i studied hematology a LOT

last time i checked out my blood under a scope it was totally different than what it is now on a cellular level.

i actually tried to expose my blood to some bacteria and germs that would usually cause an infection and it was really weird? what look like my new white cells just immediately seemed to swallow up the bacteria and it was like it never existed at all

thats not to say you should run around and stab yourself with a rusty fork anytime soon

but it'd be cool if i could get more samples to see if this is just a Me thing or an Us thing

2.)

i spit on richie and we figured out that my spit can cause a numbing feeling. if you ever need to spit on you, let me know
it's probably gonna be useful if anyone gets injured
normally i would say don't let someone spit in your open wounds
but my spit is totally sanitary
i swear

(shut the hell up)

3.)

only 1/3rd of my closet made it here and no im not ready to talk about it. this place doesn't even have goddamn chanel

4.)

taylor swift still exists so we're gonna be okay

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Oh yeah, I think I met Dipper before.

(Really briefly. The dude seemed cool. Probably too cool for Eddie specifically, but that hasn't stopped Eddie in years.)

Different perspectives never hurt. Especially cause they might have better understanding of stuff depending on wherever they come from.

(Eddie had absolutely zero arrogance in his field. He'd take all the help he could get any way it came to him.)

Oh - uh. Yeah, man. I was pretty out of it, if I'm being honest, but thanks for being cool about it too.

(It actually had been really nice...)

Yeah, honestly. It was my first time at a real beach too. (Not a hallucination or a weird mind-fuck of a beach. But an honest to god beach.)

It wasn't as summer-y as I thought it was gonna be. But I liked it. It was kind of relaxing? I like the sound of the waves a lot. It's soothing.

He's only one of the smartest, coolest teenagers here.

[Oscar gushed, grinning proudly about the person he could call his boyfriend. As weird as Dipper could be sometimes, it always led to something interesting.

He had no regrets.]

I'll get a few samples ready then... I guess. Do you have a special way of doing all this?

[If there were storage materials, perhaps there were collection materials as well? With the inherent healing properties of his Aura, he wasn't worried about infection from a small cut. But keeping it pristine for examination... was another matter.]

It'd be nice if we can find a way to enjoy the beach properly before the winter hits. Even if it's late in the season, a small bonfire and a cook out might be nice.

(Eddie scoffs at Oscar's enthusiasm, but he doesn't call him out for it. After all, Eddie sounded the exact same way whenever he got a chance to talk about Richie. That's how you're supposed to talk about your boyfriend, isn't it?)

I'm sure he's real cool.

(Eddie says this dryly, but he's at least not being completely sarcastic.)

I usually just take it by standard needle and store it into a vial. Pretty old school, but that seems how they do it here too. It also completely lowers the risk of contaminants by collecting straight through a needle and into the vial.

(He's taken blood samples in other ways, but people would be amazed by how quickly bacteria could get in and ruin the integrity of a sample.)

I might start pulling people's plasma too. Checking out protein levels...(Eddie trails off, seeming to talk more to himself than Oscar. He's a fucking dork.)

Are you cool with needles? (Not everyone has had their blood drawn, and Eddie knew some worlds that shit was completely non-existent. It was a startling thing to spring on someone like that.)

That would be nice. Maybe they have stuff for smores here or something? Fires in the fall are cozy. The beach actually seems calm for the most part too. I go there a lot at night and haven't encountered anything bad. (Not that that couldn't change, but like. You know.)

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Needles?

[Oscar blinked, boggled that this was even a consideration. Dryly, he added:]

They're a lot less painful than being shot.

[A shrug. This was hardly a thing that a fifteen year old should be nonchalant about, but after the trials and actual torture he had faced on Remnant and the crises they all had endured in Deerington... what was a little needle, anyway?

He was just glad that Eddie thought Dipper was cool.

Although the commentary about plasma brought up more questions, talk about biochemistry could happen at another time. Instead...]

I did see some chocolate and marshmallows in the general store, [He prompted helpfully, not at all ashamed of his terrible hot cocoa habit. Even if the easy mixes weren't readily available, there was something decadent about making it with melted chocolate.] That's a pretty good start.

...The beach has been nice to visit. I don't know about you, but I've been having some trouble with sleep. The waves are very relaxing.

Trust me, man, you do not want a vein to be blown out because someone stuck you wrong. It hurts like a motherfucker. I won't do that though.

(Eddie was an excellent phlebotomist. His variances were incredible and he rarely fucked up. But he had seen pictures of people who did fuck up and man, it was amazing how much damage such a tiny thing could cause. Still. Oscar's generally right.

Eddie doesn't even ask about the shot thing. Eddie's...been stabbed and had his arm cut off, so really, he gets it. Their mutual nonchalance is just worrisome.)

Oh hell yeah. (He was craving a smores like no other. Chocolate more than anything. He had a massive sweet tooth and so did Richie, really. Maybe he could get them some.)

It hasn't been easy. I feel antsy sometimes. The waves really are nice. I sometimes feel like I hear a lady singing from them.

[The description was enough to make Oscar wince.]

...Yeah, I think I'll leave that to people who know what they're doing. You seem like you do, and that's good enough.

[He wasn't picky... but he also was not experienced in dealing with intense medical proceedings. If nothing else, he was a healthy farmlad! Healthy enough that the indulgence of s'mores was something he looked forward to. Seeing Eddie's excitement over the notion brought a grin to his face-- and the further commentary inspired a wistful curiosity.]

A lady singing? Now that you mention it... I've heard something like that, too.

[He had thought it was just his sleep addled mind playing tricks on him. The blackness he faced when he closed his eyes was impenetrable, and hardly as restful as one expected. Now that someone else had brought it up, he felt a little less crazy...]

I wonder who she is? [He asked, immediately thinking about his attempts to befriend the various cryptids in Deerington.] Do you think she likes cookies, or is she the hot tea type?

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