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This app tells you your personality by looking at your Tumblr account. Find out your personality as well. This is my result: ISTJ PERSONALITY The ISTJ personality type is thought to be the most abundant, making up around 13% of the population. Their defining characteristics of integrity, practical logic and tireless dedication to duty make ISTJs a vital core to many families, as well as organizations that uphold traditions, rules and standards, such as law offices, regulatory bodies and military. People with the ISTJ personality type enjoy taking responsibility for their actions, and take pride in the work they do - when working towards a goal, ISTJs hold back none of their time and energy completing each relevant task with accuracy and patience.

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"I do that too, I say things like when Liddia asks me where I'm going I say something like 'To go see a movie, I heard the leading actor/actress is hot', 20 minutes later when she's sobered up I get a text, 'HEY, You're blind! Where did you really go!?'...But my favorite is when some says 'Did you see that!?' I like to say yes and make shit up. 'DID YOU SEE THAT?!', 'Yeah! Holy shit dude, that gilamonster really rides that unicycle like a fuckin' pro!!', 'wut?', 'Yeah see? You have no idea what I'm taking about either, right, Asshole?'... It's hilarious."

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"You see Liddia is a sopor fan so she often forget's I'm blind... Four times she comes out and asks me if -what's I'm guessing was four different outfits- made her look fat and four times I said "Liddia, I'm BLIND." the fifth times she asks I told her YES, she looked like a goddamned whale and that she should jump out the window and go back to her pod because they probably miss her.... *long pause* She doesn't yell or even really respond other than an indignant little 'hmph' but the next day people keep approaching me and asking me strangely suggestive questions.... Come to find out she bleached 'Free blowjobs' into my shirt."

Laurel Ladies and gents. Laurel Loevac. He's blind. ((WIP))

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me attempting to make friends

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Frog ♠ Frog

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Updated Meerra’s shoes to be more accurate…. now gotta make everything else look less stupid… YAY.

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Stuff from my normal blog.

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===> Play Scribblenauts

Mage: I need something to channel my power!

===> Give Knitting Needles

Mage: Thank you! This is just what I needed!

True story.

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Stuff from my normal blog.

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Meerra nodded thoughtfully, it was true there seemed to be a severe shortage of people who shared her view in that arena… or any other arena for that matter. She wasn’t sure if that meant she was unique or there was some obvious flaw in her logic that she was oblivious to. Nonetheless she directed her attention back to the indigo blood in her kitchen, “I see nothing  you need place blame for.  You have been perfectly hospitable even if I am not accustomed to aspects of your personal identity. And I understand that you must find things about me equally as unusual, that does not mean they are negatives in need of a good reason for being… We are the way we are.  It’s that simple. Any kind of excuse is superfluous .”  She didn’t say it like reassurance or motivation, it was simple, like a fact and moved on.

She let out a little laugh at his comment about it being messy, “I do not recall ever having been invited to anyone’s hive besides of course my moirail and my…” She paused thinking about Cediek. What was she supposed to call him? ‘The guy I have a flush-crush on that doesn’t know I exist’ was a bit of a mouthful… “Cediek…” Meerra said awkwardly, correcting herself. Cediek wasn’t her anything… These thoughts caused a small frown to momentarily crawl across the debutante’s face before she shook it all away and put on the ‘I’m fine’ façade she wore all too often. “But no worries, I am no stranger to messes. I clean my moirail’s hive, which is a disaster area ¾ of the time… I once found marmalade on the ceiling…” She paused, “He doesn’t even like marmalade…  He had absolutely no recollection of how it got there. “ Meerra laughed softly, “The only thing you will have to worry about is possibly me cleaning, both out of habit and because I came to quite like cleaning as a wriggler being that my lusus is also of limited ability seeing as she sea snake and consequently limbless.”

That look was one she knew all too well, she often saw it on Azrkal’s face when sweets were mentioned, She chuckled softly, “Of course I don’t mind, as a matter of fact I’ll make us a little snack or some lunch after the tour. I am not sure about you but I have yet to eat today.” She sipped her drink, “Oh and I feel the need to warn you, the next room I show you will have to be the basement for an introduction to my lusus… Should she find you wandering about  alone the results could be disastrous, as I mentioned before she is quite surly. Part of why I have had so few guests  I attribute to her treatment of them, namely chasing them away or eating the ones that attack her… ” She sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck, “and that is just in the land around my hive, I… cannot imagine what her reaction would be to someone who she perceived to be an intruder in our home… I would rather not find out at your  expense.”

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 ”Well I could go and name a few reasons why a troll could hate this bro, though none you have to go and worry your pretty self about,” he stated, his smile seeming to grow smaller. Yeah, he did some pretty terrible things, and still does every once in a while. But it was never to anyone who didn’t deserve it or did some harm to the indigo, verbal or physical. “They think just because some of my caste is homicidal, that we all are. They think it gives them a right to treat us badly, and to avoid us,” he continued, his brows furrowing slightly as his smile disappeared, “yeah, it is a reason to be wary of my caste, but it’s not a reason to not give some of us a chance, or at least some respect.” It was obviously a touchy subject for the indigo, as even the quirk his talking held seemed to be gone. But he pushed those negative thoughts aside, at least for now as the smile returned to his features, “but hey, those motherfuckers don’t matter, the chill ones like you that do.”

 He fell silent, listening to the lady talk about her moirail and “your… Cediek?” he repeated her words curiously. What on earth did she mean by that? He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out and he became distracted as he noticed the quick change in the other’s expression. Cediek must be her touchy subject he figured, his brows furrowing slightly. He wasn’t sure if he should question it, but before he could decide she began talking about her moirail again… and marmalade? He wasn’t overly sure what that is, but figured it to be food from context. So he pushed the idea of asking her about it for later, after they became more familiar with each other. “Well can’t up and say I’d go and mind if you spruced the place up a bit,” he stated, a soft laugh escaping him as his usual chill expression returned again, “my lusus would probably be all up and thankful for that. He has limbs, but he can’t go and clean with them.”

 ”That goes and makes two of us, I was up and going to make something to munch on when I all and got in a fight with my lusus,” he stated, taking a sip of his own drink as their tour began. “Oh? My lusus is not pretty chill himself with guests, he usually goes and attacks any trespassers that aren’t up and chill with me. So if you ever come on by, I’ll have to go and introduce you to him also.” Another soft laugh emitted from the troll as they entered the basement. This hive was pretty big, definitely bigger than Fedres’s, then again Fedres never needed much when it came to a hive. “Yeah, but my lusus is a pretty chill beast when you go and get to know him, but he can be pretty freaky if you go and get on his bad side,” he stated, “but anyways, I hope the miss ups and likes me, I know I don’t have the neatest appearance for a troll up and as high as me on the spectrum.”

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Meerra’s cheery disposition faltered ever so slightly, her words were meant to be uplifting however they seemed to just keep triggering angrier memories for her new friend. Of course this was not her intent,  “If anything I would think it would be more of a reason to show respect. I show respect to all, even those I do not think deserve it and though… I do not think I would be swayed by deadly intent if that were not true. I am a lady so it would be improper of me to start a fight, however… I dislike very much being bullied and I am most definitely capable of finishing one should it come down to it.” Meerra paused thoughtfully, “I may be the very epitome of looks can be deceiving, most do not know what they have gotten themselves into when they antagonize me until it is too late… and where I take a very dim view of murder, I have very few qualms about bloodying an attacker, especially one who has the gall to attack someone with such a lax temperament as mine.”

She heard him repeat the phrase ‘your Cediek’ and her cheeks colored softly, her correction did make it sound like that didn't it…? However she ignored it for now, no need to put proverbially stick her foot in any deeper in her mouth than it already was at least not right now. Instead she moved right along for now, “It is equally as likely that she will like you as not. She completely supports the hemosectrum as well as being a stickler for propriety…”

Meerra found herself wondering what his lusus might be. Something formidable, with limbs but ones that it couldn't use to clean very well… However she didn’t wonder for long, the atmosphere in the narrow stone stairwell was starting to become more damp, an indication that they were starting to near the small dock that surrounded  her lusus’s nest. “Stick close now…” Meerra’s voice lowered to a wary tone and her strides slowed to a crawl, practically creeping down the last few steps and peeking out into the room.

There was a cacophonous sound of slow deep breathing that reverberated off the walls, obviously this was no small creature. It was an underground dock fed by an inlet of ocean water, no doubt the lusus’s preferred method of entering and exiting though there was wear on the stairs to suggest it used both. In the middle of the water there was a little platform covered in sea-dwelling foliage that held the enormous coiled serpent.

The second the debutante stepped down onto the wooden planks of the dock the breathing quieted for a moment but didn't stop. One amber eye opened lazily in the darkness, the slitted pupil  focusing on her for a moment and then the indigo blood in her company with a defensive hiss. The lusus raised its massive head and slipped from its nest into the water, extending its neck out toward the newcomer AND it’s troll. It flicked its tongue out and gnashing its teeth with just a hint of malice. She was obviously unhappy her nap had been interrupted and even more so that there was a stranger in her nest. “Apologies Mother…” Meerra bowed her head slightly, “I thought it prudent to inform you we have a guest sooner rather than later…. This is Fedres…” She gestured to him timidly. One of the lusus’s eyes narrowed slightly while the other remained wide, obviously scrutinizing him expectantly.

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WIP

There are a plethora of new fantrolls I’m going to be making, 2 SCP:Stuck! and POSSIBLY 3 normal. This being one of the normal ones, 

Subjug Girl :Liddia Yandel: flamboyantBeatnik

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Mazery Xioden: Indigo blood, body-builder; The High-Class Carny: slickRuralite

On a personal note: GAH I WISH I COULD DRAW D: My trolls are in SEVERE LACK of art, if anyone is willing to draw them Please contact me for more references and/or concept art.

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oya, I have two indigos

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EH: Whoa Ma-MA.<3 EH: Babygirl you're lookin' an awful lot like a kit-kat 'cause I SURE AS HELL want to break me off a piece of that. >8}

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“Ah yes, I have heard a great deal of hearsay centered around indigo bloods…” Meerra nodded, “However I do not believe in making decisions or assumptions based on anything other than one’s actions. Stereo types and caste based classifications are just not my cup of tea.” She gave a soft smile. “And thank you,  your compliment is appreciated doubly so considering the difference in preference.” 

“And I know what you mean, It’s quite infrequent that I am a guest in someone’s hive. I can see how it would be interesting to sample other people’s taste.” With that the debutante motioned off to the right, starting the tour with her kitchen so she could both show it and get her guest a drink of some sort, “This way is the kitchen, generally as long as you refrain from smashing my plates or such you can just help yourself.” She gave an airy chuckle, “Also if you are ever in the mood for any type of food, I would gladly acquiesce.  I quite enjoy making confections and baked goods especially,  so I will take any excuse I get.” Again that same kind of light laughter nervously escaped, she didn’t think herself terribly witty and truth be told she was a subscriber to the belief that it was better to keep your mouth shut and have them think you’re a fool  then open your mouth and prove it BUT it was in her nature to try and be personable which was AWFULLY hard to do without talking.

Meerra cleared her throat softly opening the cabinet and pulling out a glass, pouring herself some juice, “Would you like something to drink? There is juice, water of course… and I think my moirail might have left some soda in there.  I certainly don’t drink it so you are welcome to as much of it as you like.” She gestured to the fridge.

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 “Shame that all those other disgusting castes don’t seem to go and share the same view as you,” The indigo blood didn’t exactly have a very enjoyable grubhood thanks to how seriously some of the other castes took the actions of some of his caste. “I guess I can go and blame them for how I am,” he added, giving a gentle shrug afterwards as he pushed all the negative memories away. They weren’t exactly something he liked to reminisce on for more than a few seconds at a time.

 “If you ever want to go and drop on by mine you can. Can’t say my hive will be up and to your likings though,” he mentioned, a chuckle emitting from him, “it is a bit messy, as only my lusus cares for cleaning and he doesn’t have the ability to do much.” Being a dragon with unusable thumbs definitely had its negatives, leaving his mouth and tail as its only options for moving things – neither of which fit to clean with. In a way this was a good thing, due to his lusus’s habit of getting rid of things it didn’t approve of.

 “Sweets you say?” Another soft chuckle emitted from Fedres, he like many others had a certain weakness for all things sugary, “that would be pretty badass, if you don’t mind of course.” Sweets weren’t something he got often, unless he bought them himself. As neither him nor his lusus could bake… or cook for that matter, thanks to one of them having a lack of necessary limbs, and the other having the lack of skill. “But for now soda would be pretty dope.”

 He carefully pulled out a glass for himself, before moving over to the fridge and grabbing one of the bottles of soda. “Thanks by the way,” he suddenly spoke up, pouring himself some soda, “really chill of you to be so nice, since you barely know me and shit.” He returned the soda to the fridge, grabbing his glass and turning back to the other troll, his usual smile still plastered upon his face like a incurable plague. 

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Meerra nodded thoughtfully, it was true there seemed to be a severe shortage of people who shared her view in that arena… or any other arena for that matter. She wasn’t sure if that meant she was unique or there was some obvious flaw in her logic that she was oblivious to. Nonetheless she directed her attention back to the indigo blood in her kitchen, “I see nothing  you need place blame for.  You have been perfectly hospitable even if I am not accustomed to aspects of your personal identity. And I understand that you must find things about me equally as unusual, that does not mean they are negatives in need of a good reason for being… We are the way we are.  It’s that simple. Any kind of excuse is superfluous .”  She didn’t say it like reassurance or motivation, it was simple, like a fact and moved on.

She let out a little laugh at his comment about it being messy, “I do not recall ever having been invited to anyone’s hive besides of course my moirail and my…” She paused thinking about Cediek. What was she supposed to call him? ‘The guy I have a flush-crush on that doesn’t know I exist’ was a bit of a mouthful… “Cediek…” Meerra said awkwardly, correcting herself. Cediek wasn’t her anything… These thoughts caused a small frown to momentarily crawl across the debutante’s face before she shook it all away and put on the ‘I’m fine’ façade she wore all too often. “But no worries, I am no stranger to messes. I clean my moirail’s hive, which is a disaster area ¾ of the time… I once found marmalade on the ceiling…” She paused, “He doesn’t even like marmalade…  He had absolutely no recollection of how it got there. “ Meerra laughed softly, “The only thing you will have to worry about is possibly me cleaning, both out of habit and because I came to quite like cleaning as a wriggler being that my lusus is also of limited ability seeing as she sea snake and consequently limbless.”

That look was one she knew all too well, she often saw it on Azrkal’s face when sweets were mentioned, She chuckled softly, “Of course I don’t mind, as a matter of fact I’ll make us a little snack or some lunch after the tour. I am not sure about you but I have yet to eat today.” She sipped her drink, “Oh and I feel the need to warn you, the next room I show you will have to be the basement for an introduction to my lusus… Should she find you wandering about  alone the results could be disastrous, as I mentioned before she is quite surly. Part of why I have had so few guests  I attribute to her treatment of them, namely chasing them away or eating the ones that attack her… ” She sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck, “and that is just in the land around my hive, I… cannot imagine what her reaction would be to someone who she perceived to be an intruder in our home… I would rather not find out at your  expense.”

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Saw lingerie on my dash and the idea for this popped in my head.

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Poor Meerra.

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SB: HEY, I TRIED OOKAY? i’m just noot oone oof thoose amazing artsyfartsy troolls. B( and it’s a FACE that’s flipping yoou ooff. >B))))

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SR: Yeh well, A fer effort I guess. An’ good thin’ ya told me otherwise I woulda never known. ._. 

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SB: i suppoose i can live with that. B( well i think it was pretty ookay, haha, woould yoou rather me use soomething like this? t(0u0t) hmmmmm?

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SR: It’s a hell’va lot better, yeh. Now maybe I’ll actually get offended insteada just thinking yer off yer rocker. 

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SB: i don’t know, this 0u0 looks like some mad crazy stare if you ask me. i think i’ll just stick with the old one now that you know what it is. BP it’s moore… me-esque, heh. B)

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SR: That ain't the only face you could put there, ya know.An' yeh, no wonder it's frickin' screwy.

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SB: HEY, I TRIED OOKAY? i’m just noot oone oof thoose amazing artsyfartsy troolls. B( and it’s a FACE that’s flipping yoou ooff. >B))))

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SR: Yeh well, A fer effort I guess. An’ good thin’ ya told me otherwise I woulda never known. ._. 

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SB: i suppoose i can live with that. B( well i think it was pretty ookay, haha, woould yoou rather me use soomething like this? t(0u0t) hmmmmm?

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SR: It's a hell'va lot better, yeh. Now maybe I'll actually get offended insteada just thinking yer off yer rocker. 

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((Delado’s first crush… art by Delado.))

SB: we’re shirtless because they explooded. B|

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SR: Wut tha fuck is this shit?

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SB: it’s us yoou stupid sexy asshole. t(B<

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SR: Looks like a retarded wriggler drew it… An’ now wut tha fuck is that shit on tha end of yer sentence? You havin’ a seizure or somethin’?

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SB: HEY, I TRIED OOKAY? i’m just noot oone oof thoose amazing artsyfartsy troolls. B( and it’s a FACE that’s flipping yoou ooff. >B))))

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SR: Yeh well, A fer effort I guess. An' good thin' ya told me otherwise I woulda never known. ._. 

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Meerra allowed her mind to wander, but not far. Just to things that may or may not become pertinent soon. Should she introduce him to her lusus or not bother and risk her seeing him in the hive without her at any point? No, Mother would certainly attack him were that to happen.  Hopefully she would be out and about so she didn’t have to drag her company down into the basement, that would seem even more bizarre. Fedres’s words broke her train of thought and she again gave her companion her undivided attention. She found his manner of speaking to be very peculiar. It had a sort of relaxed flow to it but the lingo that Meerra rarely heard broke it up at the same time. “I am glad you think so.” Meerra said with a little nod, “And … thank you but really any reasonably polite person would offer something comparable…” He was far more inclined to give compliments than most of the other highbloods she’d met. Which was strange considering he just called basically the rest of the hemospectrum above him ‘disgusting’… Actually that just made his compliments of her even more flattering, “But… thank you.” She tacked on graciously.

This stranger was taking a leap of faith so Meerra elected herself to do so in return. As a show of good will Meerra turned her back on the newcomer and led him up the beach to her hive. It wasn’t a long walk, before she pushed the large wooden door open and welcomed him into her home. It was like a small castle inside, filled with Victorian era décor, “Perhaps you would enjoy a small tour?” She cocked her head to the side curiously.

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 Another laugh escaped the indigo blood as he entered the female’s hive – it was nice, much better kept than his own. Though with an appearance like his, who would expect him to care for his hive’s cleanliness? It irked him a bit, his lusus didn’t care about that, but a few skulls lying about did? Stupid hardass winged scalebeast. He mentally scowled before pushing those thoughts aside, no bad thoughts, not now.

 “I dunno, even some polite sis and bros try to steer away from trolls of my caste. We don’t have the best reputation, y’know?” He gave a light shrug. Who could really blame them really? Indigo bloods were known to be rather capricious, and not to mention the subjugglators were among them. “Anyways, nice crib you have, babe,” he stated, prying his mind away from the negative thoughts, “even if it’s not totally my style.”  

 “So yeah, a tour would be pretty dope actually.” He even flashed a more sincere, gentle smile, though it soon reverted to his usual lazy one. It’s a nice sight… for him, and rather rare.  It would have been a better sight if he didn’t have his ridiculous face pain on. That would be even rarer though, and a sight only his lusus had ever seen.”It’ll be pretty sweet to check out someone’s digs other than my own.”

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“Ah yes, I have heard a great deal of hearsay centered around indigo bloods…” Meerra nodded, “However I do not believe in making decisions or assumptions based on anything other than one’s actions. Stereo types and caste based classifications are just not my cup of tea.” She gave a soft smile. “And thank you,  your compliment is appreciated doubly so considering the difference in preference.”  "And I know what you mean, It's quite infrequent that I am a guest in someone's hive. I can see how it would be interesting to sample other people's taste." With that the debutante motioned off to the right, starting the tour with her kitchen so she could both show it and get her guest a drink of some sort, “This way is the kitchen, generally as long as you refrain from smashing my plates or such you can just help yourself.” She gave an airy chuckle, “Also if you are ever in the mood for any type of food, I would gladly acquiesce.  I quite enjoy making confections and baked goods especially,  so I will take any excuse I get.” Again that same kind of light laughter nervously escaped, she didn't think herself terribly witty and truth be told she was a subscriber to the belief that it was better to keep your mouth shut and have them think you’re a fool  then open your mouth and prove it BUT it was in her nature to try and be personable which was AWFULLY hard to do without talking.

Meerra cleared her throat softly opening the cabinet and pulling out a glass, pouring herself some juice, “Would you like something to drink? There is juice, water of course… and I think my moirail might have left some soda in there.  I certainly don’t drink it so you are welcome to as much of it as you like.” She gestured to the fridge.

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“Fedres.” She repeated to better commit it to memory. She gently shook their joined and released it soon after, feeling his unfamiliarity with the gesture she had no inclination to extend it. “The pleasure is mine.” The young debutante offered him a pleasant smile despite the use of the word ‘babe’ tacked on to the end of his compliment, “I can understand that. My lusus is quite bad tempered I often flee to the seaside to take sanctuary from her reproach.” She gave a soft laugh moving the book in her lap to show the truth behind what she said, “But regardless, welcome to the land of Spires and Waves. I get very few visitors to the area around my hive and while I regret that the circumstances that dropped you off at my residence were less than pleasant, I am happy to offer you hospitality should you feel comfortable enough to accept it. All that walking has surely left you dehydrated.” She offered.

Meerra gracefully stood, brushing the sand from her skirt and tucked the book under her arm, “That is my hive over there,”  She motioned to a large, castle-esque, cobble brick structure with a foundation that stuck out over the water partially, “It may look like a dungeon from the outside but I assure you the interior is much more inviting.” She half joked, “However I understand if you would prefer not to. I, myself take the word and offers of strangers with a grain of salt so I take no offense if you would rather abstain. However courtesy dictates I offer regardless.” Her lips eased into a warm smile that seemed to clashed as she gathered herself into her usual strict but genteel posture:  one hand held the book while the other clasped the opposite wrist, her back was straight and her limbs were relaxed but still structured, all and all a stance that suggested discipline and graceful grandeur while her expression was soft and warm.

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 A soft laugh escaped the indigo troll, his hands still buried within the confines of his pockets as he listened to the female’s words. It was good to know he wasn’t the only troll cursed with a grumpy lusus skulking about their hive. Well he supposed they didn’t have much else to do with their time now that their little wrigglers were all grown up. He just wished his would find a hobby… or two. Sometimes he wished that more trolls came by the water, maybe his lusus would bother them rather than Fedres.

 “That actually sounds badass, bro… er, sis,” a soft snicker emitted from him, obviously a common thing with him, “and I don’t care about where ya chill, my hive isn’t much of a looker on the outside either.” He gave a gentle shrug, the outside appearance of his hive never matter – it was the inside of his crib that did. “But that’s hella’ sweet of ya to offer, babe. It’s good to know that some chill troll lives around here. I was beginning to think anywhere near the sea was inhabited by those disgusting seadwellers.”

 His words were blunt, almost as if he just didn’t insult the entire clutter of castes higher than himself. But to him he wasn’t insulting, rather stating a fact. This often got the indigo troll in trouble, and not only with seadwellers either as he wasn’t picky about who he considered disgusting and really only excluded other indigos. Something that made him unsure about this girl – was she an indigo? Hell, he guessed it didn’t matter. She was close enough if not, and she was being hospitable towards him. So why bother even considering?

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Meerra allowed her mind to wander, but not far. Just to things that may or may not become pertinent soon. Should she introduce him to her lusus or not bother and risk her seeing him in the hive without her at any point? No, Mother would certainly attack him were that to happen.  Hopefully she would be out and about so she didn’t have to drag her company down into the basement, that would seem even more bizarre. Fedres’s words broke her train of thought and she again gave her companion her undivided attention. She found his manner of speaking to be very peculiar. It had a sort of relaxed flow to it but the lingo that Meerra rarely heard broke it up at the same time. “I am glad you think so.” Meerra said with a little nod, “And … thank you but really any reasonably polite person would offer something comparable…” He was far more inclined to give compliments than most of the other highbloods she’d met. Which was strange considering he just called basically the rest of the hemospectrum above him ‘disgusting’… Actually that just made his compliments of her even more flattering, “But… thank you.” She tacked on graciously.

This stranger was taking a leap of faith so Meerra elected herself to do so in return. As a show of good will Meerra turned her back on the newcomer and led him up the beach to her hive. It wasn’t a long walk, before she pushed the large wooden door open and welcomed him into her home. It was like a small castle inside, filled with Victorian era décor, “Perhaps you would enjoy a small tour?” She cocked her head to the side curiously.

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Meerra: Relax on the beach

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Meerra could swear she head foot steps but paid it no mind. If that even was what she was hearing it was too far off to worry about anyway. Finally the footsteps reached a pertinent distance and and were accompanied by a ‘Yo’. Meerra looked up at the new arrival and swept the hair out o her face, “Good afternoon….” She said with a respectful nod.  Now she was no goon. She was of course wary of this newcomer, to blissfully embrace a random stranger’s presence was to paint a target on you, one so large that it’s hard to ignore. Her eyes scanned over him curiously, looking for any clues as to his temperament, personality or interests, though she was careful to keep her gaze from appearing probing. Not only would that be rude but it also could be construed as a sign of aggression. Instead she kept her exterior amiable, calm and curious, “I do not recall ever seeing you in the area before.” She lowered and closed her book, “My name is Meerra, Meerra Syvoir,” She paused, “and you are…?” She asked extending a hand in greeting from her seat on the sand. From what she could tell from his attire and the symbol on his shirt he was an indigo blood, presumably of a lax nature. There were no bells and whistles on his outfit, it was not particularly stately and he was wearing some form of white make-up, neither of which screamed ‘uptight highblood’ if archetypes were to be believed. The young lady however didn’t know whether to take solace in this fact or be dismayed.

[sharkocs]

 So she seems nice enough, but of course that didn’t mean Fedres was about to let down his guard. Actually, only a fool would lower their guard on a new troll. He kind of wished he didn’t have to be so weary though, as for once in his life he didn’t feel like getting in a scrap. The fight with his lusus really took all of the violence out of him. So he just watched a listened, carefully treading closer to her with a lazy smile upon his features.

 “The name’s Fedres,” he stated, pulling a gloved hand from one of his pockets and taking a gentle hold of her’s, “Fedres Sajura. Nice to meet ya, babe.” A soft chuckle escaped him as he gave her hand a slight shake, not all too sure if he was doing it correctly. He didn’t really know any trolls so he never really learned how to greet properly outside of the obvious ‘hello’. So not trying to make things awkward he let go of her hand, assuming that the strange greeting was finished.

 “Well I’m not exactly from this area exactly.” He wasn’t exactly sure where ‘here’ was, other than the fact it’s a few hours from his own hive. “I’ve been walking for a while and just ended up here,” he gave a gentle shrug, returning his hand back to its place in his pocket, “got in a fight with the lusus and just wanted to get out of the hive and chill, y’know?” He saw no reason to lie to her, so he didn’t. Besides, he was pretty sure he was intruding on her land and was just being polite. Well, polite in his own weird way.

[benevolentlysarcastic]

"Fedres." She repeated to better commit it to memory. She gently shook their joined and released it soon after, feeling his unfamiliarity with the gesture she had no inclination to extend it. "The pleasure is mine." The young debutante offered him a pleasant smile despite the use of the word 'babe' tacked on to the end of his compliment, "I can understand that. My lusus is quite bad tempered I often flee to the seaside to take sanctuary from her reproach." She gave a soft laugh moving the book in her lap to show the truth behind what she said, "But regardless, welcome to the land of Spires and Waves. I get very few visitors to the area around my hive and while I regret that the circumstances that dropped you off at my residence were less than pleasant, I am happy to offer you hospitality should you feel comfortable enough to accept it. All that walking has surely left you dehydrated." She offered.

Meerra gracefully stood, brushing the sand from her skirt and tucked the book under her arm, "That is my hive over there,"  She motioned to a large, castle-esque, cobble brick structure with a foundation that stuck out over the water partially, "It may look like a dungeon from the outside but I assure you the interior is much more inviting." She half joked, "However I understand if you would prefer not to. I, myself take the word and offers of strangers with a grain of salt so I take no offense if you would rather abstain. However courtesy dictates I offer regardless." Her lips eased into a warm smile that seemed to clashed as she gathered herself into her usual strict but genteel posture:  one hand held the book while the other clasped the opposite wrist, her back was straight and her limbs were relaxed but still structured, all and all a stance that suggested discipline and graceful grandeur while her expression was soft and warm.