> ELWURD: Notice nothing.
1d20=0…is that even possible? Well whatever…CRITICAL FAIL! You most certainly do notice something. While there is a large expanse of both flora and fauna, there isn’t enough to hide such a TALL TROLL. Like seriously, you’d have to be pretty damn blind to miss him in the corner…sketching? Oh, an artist? You do rather admire the arts, perhaps he would be so kind as to show you what he is working on? Of course, you being the confident woman you are, fearlessly approach your (hopefully) new friend. Go for it sapphic sweetheart!
ELWURD: hey, what’s up?
ELWURD: is this pLace great or what?
ELWURD: like…all the fLora and fauna here? super funky
ELWURD: really Loving the vibe of this pLace
And you absolutely mean that. Past the obvious implications of being wrigglernapped, so far this place has been pretty chill. You like chill, and while you’re far from useless in a fight, you’d really rather just enjoy your time. Go with the flow and all that jazz.
ELWURD: couLdn’t heLp but notice that notebook
ELWURD: you an artist or something?
ELWURD: pretty cooL my dude, massive respect there.
You’re completely genuine with this, absolutely no manipulation involved. What kind of person compliments someone just to break their spirits?
you exhale like a deflating balloon ( sans squeakiness ). she does remind you a lot of (VRISKA) — that is to say, the other, likely more pleasant one that you still avoid — with her daring undercut and punk-ish fashion. you notice that, unlike serket, she only has two, black pupils. no extra dots, no extra eyes. from what little you know of CERULEANS, that’s reassuring. they tend to be scarier, the more there are…
not that you’ve let down your guard. when she talks about your notebook, you find yourself hugging it closer to your chest. your head hurts. you really do want to go home, not ALTERNIA HOME, just home. where you can bundle yourself up in blankets and be far, far away from your IRRATIONAL FEAR and BAD MEMORIES.
you wait for the sucker punch of an insult. it doesn’t come. your shoulders relax, but your eyes are still wide like a DEER CAUGHT IN THE HEADLIGHTS.
TAVROS: uHHH,
TAVROS: yEAH, oK,
TAVROS: tHAT’S FINE, bUT,
TAVROS: mY GUT, aS WELL AS MY CONVENIENT SHYNESS,
TAVROS: sAYS THAT’S ALL PRIVATE RIGHT NOW,
TAVROS: tHANK YOU,