HAHA, PSYYYYCHE!! m!a: YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!! your blood color has been changed to LIME! effective until you find some way to change it back. have fun!!
Tegiriās palmhusk is held tightly in his prongs as he walks the long stroll towards his hive, sword on his back, a messenger bag on his hip. A very ordinary day, if only a busy one dealing with the usual stresses of moral versus legal. When will he finally crack under the pressure, he wondered to himself daily, hourly. Prosecutions should be easy for a troll of his caliber, like tying shoes, the noose of the law should be tied with equal ease and equal methodical care. Yet here he walked, scrolling the social section of the internet that stayed out of the Empireās radar, reblogging his share of rebel propaganda to side accounts, logging his thoughts in his drafts to never be published for fear of being found out.
But upon opening his ask box with an absence of fear or tension, he feels his face fall pale, eyes lingering on a singular word.
Like the clicking of gears stopping and reversing, everything happens one notch at a time. Tegiri drops his palmhusk, just short of throwing it, and takes a few steps back from it to clutch at his wrists. The temperature change is subtle, but he can feel things shifting around inside of him, producing a very different shade of midblood. A dangerous shade. This shade should not exist: Imperial Dictate, number--
He canāt recite laws to himself, he was in danger. In very real danger. For this to happen out in the middle of his walk hive was as poorly timed as it could be. Another notch goes by, and he feels the shift affect his pump. Anxiety, as Polypa had called it, seemed to push the yellowgreen in his system out faster and faster, worsening his fear. Another notch, and he feels the touch tinge his skin ever so slightly. Itās pallid almost. This was not a good color. Maybe he could pass for olive? For yellow? No, this was...putrid. This was a soured color.
Another notch, and his mind feels like its...taken a step to the side, outside of his body while something else entirely filled it. Heās...Heās not quite himself. His heart grows, it almost feels like. Everything is magnified. But thatās to say everything is magnified. And he canāt pin any of it down, but he feels so full of something unidentified, and itās enough to make him wildly uncomfortable with being alone out here in the middle of this hivebundle. Blurred eyes try to focus on something, anything, but his body is catching up with the changes, and for some reason, the only thing he could think about is wanting to be with his mates. Teal Tegiri would have been concerned for the dangers that could pose to them, but this yellowgreen Tegiri sought out the company.
Eventually, his eyes fall back into focus and the lime is quick to grab his palmhusk and sprint for hive. No stops. He takes the time to message his mates and once thatās handled, his eyes are set on getting hive. Tegiri feels like screaming, like the natural outlet for all of this is to simply yell, to get it all out right then and there, just scream at the world everything thatās been bringing him stress, but he cups a hand over his mouth as he sprints onward, keeping himself under control.
Nothing about this kind of mentality was natural for Tegiri, and his panic felt magnified.
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