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[tongue3y3s]

W31RD QU3ST1ON!
BUT DO3S 4NYON3 H4V3 4 T4RP 1 COULD US3
1 C4N P4Y FOR 1T

[Locked to trolls, minus Eridan (not sorry)]

[The video feed starts up, and she's sitting crosslegged on the floor of her room at Loki's Welcome Hall, looking somber. There are blood-blue bags arcing under her eyes, and if anyone looks down far enough to recognize the pattern of rainbow scalemates, it becomes fiercely apparent that she's not wearing pants.

If nothing else, she looks rather... worn.] Is anyone else having... problems?

-- Blarrr, stupid question! I can smell the tension in the air. It's disgusting! I originally thought that it was some kind of troll affliction, but it seems to be more widespread than that! [A pause, and then she appears to stare blankly past the camera.]

I received something, from the apple trees, that I think will be useful to more than just me. [Terezi turns, just enough so a recuperacoon comes into view. It's fat and a bluish-purple colour, bright green slime shining through the windows.] Anyone can use it if they need to, so long as they shower first. [Making a face, she sticks her tongue out at the thought of your nasty naked bodies filthying her slime.] And keep your fucking bulges where they belong, or I'll personally cut them off!

[If anyone asks her why she isn't just using it for herself, well. That would be kind of hard to explain. The problem is she's just too afraid to be alone with her lusus, with the violent urges growing progressively stronger and darker. She's been sleeping at Dave's apartment, trying to be alone with the egg as little as possible.]

Whatever you decide! Let me know. [And then the feed goes dead.]

Comments

Re: action;

[felttheburn]

[ Kieran looks her up and down; the bags under her eyes are no surprise, pretty much everyone has them, including him. The scratches are less common. Her weight is what makes Kieran raise an eyebrow as he holds out the tarp, which is rolled up and tied with twine. ]

Should've brought you a damn sandwich.

[tongue3y3s]

I probably wouldn't have eaten it, [she responds cheerfully, taking the tarp.] Your money's on the table. Still interested in seeing what it's for?

[felttheburn]

[ He shrugs, but makes as if to step inside. She might notice that his movements are tightly controlled, even worse than when she first met him. ]

Might as well, I'm here.

[tongue3y3s]

[Terezi turns, leading him toward her room and picking at the twine around the tarp as she goes. With her back to him, she mentions, extremely casually:] So, it's affecting you, too, huh.

[felttheburn]

Yeah. Haven't killed anybody yet, though.

[ Also said very casually, they could totally be discussing the weather on a mild day. ]

[tongue3y3s]

[She snorts.] I tried.

[felttheburn]

[ Kieran shrugs again; he doesn't bother asking who, since there are very few people he gives two shits about in the first place. ]

Where's your mom?

[tongue3y3s]

[At the question, Terezi freezes dead in her tracks. Her whole posture seems to... shrink in upon itself, until she's just this little upright ball of misery.] She's safe, [is all she says, wrapping an arm around herself.]

[felttheburn]

...you sure about that?

[ he isn't being a dick, for once, he actually sounds a little concerned. just a little. hardly any at all, but it's kieran, so that's significant. ]

[tongue3y3s]

[Her flinch isn't particularly well disguised, when she hears the question.]

She's not happy, [she admits, voice tense.] But at least I know she's alive.

[felttheburn]

[ Kieran makes a small noise that's almost agreement. Eggmama might not be happy, but she's safe. ]

She'll appreciate it later.

[ now what's the tarp for, tz? ]

[tongue3y3s]

[She nods, and then shakes herself off and moves quickly forward to the door of her room, which she opens to reveal the recuperacoon. It's a little bit shorter than her but a great deal thicker, comprised of a strange blue blobby material.

This, [she announces with a grin,] Is what trolls sleep in. That green slime you see inside it is a soporific that keeps us calm when we sleep so we don't wake up and go on murderous rampages. [He might remember Terezi being particularly testy every time she woke up, due to having to listen to the visions of blood and carnage within her subconscious all fucking night--which, as irreconcilably metal as that sounds, is actually quite a nuisance.]

[felttheburn]

[ This. Face.

He peers into it, curious but not going any closer. Slime. Trolls sleep in slime. Well, why the fuck not? ]

That's the messiest sleep aid I've ever heard of.

[tongue3y3s]

[She cackles, loud and bright.] Getting out without getting it everywhere is pretty ridiculous, but we manage!

[Dropping the tarp, she bounces over and dips her fingers into the slime, then grins at him.] Wanna feel it? You aren't a troll, but you might feel its effects anyway! [She lifts her green-coated fingers toward him, offering.]

[felttheburn]

[ Kieran watches the goop drip off Terezi's fingers, tempted by the possible effects but mostly stuck on "eew troll slime'. And knowing that if it did work on him, touching it was a bad idea. ]

...better not.

[tongue3y3s]

[She shrugs, understanding, and wipes her fingers on the lip of the 'coon, letting the slime drip back down inside.]

It's here if you change your mind, [she says, still sympathetic. (She can smell the tension on him. It'd be unnerving if she didn't know she smelled the exact same way.)]

[felttheburn]

[ Ex-druggie here, he's really careful about things that alter him. Even if he could use a sedative at the moment. ]

Thanks.

[ the word sounds awkward coming from his mouth directed at her ]

Need help with the tarp?

[tongue3y3s]

[Pause. Then she smiles faintly.] That'd be great! [She reaches down and unties it, shaking it out in his direction.]