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[hypertoxic]

I'm 8aaaaaaaack.
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Miss me?

( Locked to Sam Winchester )
Where are you?
I need someone to 8ring me up to speed.
Sooner rather than l8er.
Don't keep me w8ing!

( Locked to Tavros Nitram )
Hey, Tavros!
Long time no seeeeeeee.
Man, that would 8e a funnier joke if 8lind girl were still here.
Anyway! We should meet up. Just you and me.
We have a lot to talk a8out.
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( Public )
[ An afterthought: ]
Hey!
Who has my spiders????????

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[smartwinchester]

[ -- but -- ]

So your... eyes white out because you're dead?

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[hypertoxic]

[ She shrugs. ]

Pretty much. That's not the only change, but I lost all my powers again! So the point is sort of moot.

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[smartwinchester]

You're in a different house now, aren't you?

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[hypertoxic]

[ Wordlessly, she holds out a hand. The small pool of shadow at her feet lifts up and simultaneously twists and thins. In a moment it has shaped itself into the form of a simple pole roughly as tall as she is, minus horns. She lets go, and it dissipates again. ]

Yes. I have to admit, this will make fighting a lot easier! But getting around will be a lot less convenient.

[ ... a pause, and somewhat softly: ] Hi, Sam.

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[smartwinchester]

[There's a long silence, after Vriska's soft greeting -- and Sam lets out a long sigh before he reaches out with a hand, clasping her shoulder tightly. It's a relief, to see her again, even if she's different. It's like a kid sister he never really wanted but got anyway and doesn't really want to let go of again.]

Hey.

[It's said tiredly.]

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[hypertoxic]

[ She looks up for a second, somewhat stoic, and then thinks fuck it and then steps forward to put her arms around him.

With Diva and Karkat both gone, Sam is all that's left of the people who helped change her. And Sam especially... Sam was the one who did easily the most. Helped her see where she was wrong... and what she could do right.

And it wrenches at her, just a little, that she went and forgot him. That's not okay with her. He's important. In a way she finds a little hard to rationalize or admit.

Trolls do not have siblings, after all, and Sam is the closest she will ever come to understanding the concept. ]

You're stuck with me this time. [ She mumbles the words, then backs up and puts her hands on her hips, fixing him with a stubborn look as if it was somehow his fault she ever went home in the first place. ] Now, seriously, I need your take on events. What did I miss and how important was it?