[spacialsylph]

A shock of realization hits you. Last time you were in the city, the last time you saw the young troll before you, you were both in a dire situation.

Kanaya: Am I Mistaken To Assume You Had Somehow Survived The City’s Destruction? Kanaya: Or To Extrapolate That You Are Indeed The Same Pupa I Had Unexpectedly Been Impelled To Abandon?

It doesn’t occur to you that time obviously works different for those in the city, all that falls to the way wayside as grief compels you to grab hold of the other’s forearms and rest your forehead to his own. Whatever happened, you were glad he, at least, was alive and well.

[ @herokind ]​ | [starter call]

[spacialsylph]

Cute Starters

"I'm glad you're home."

"How was work?"

"Did you have fun tonight?"

"Get back in bed."

"Hey, I have a cold sore! Don't kiss me!"

"My favorite character died..."

"What's your favorite flower?"

"I'm baking a cake for us!"

"Happy Anniversary, ___"

"Aren't you going to give me a kiss?"

"Will you cuddle with me?"

"I had a bad day."

"Can't we just stay in bed today?"

"Please?"

"Don't make me use puppy-dog eyes!"

"Don't use the puppy-dog eyes!"

"Let's watch a Disney movie together..."

"Do you love me?"

"Will you marry me?"

"May I have this dance?"

"My back still hurts. Will you rub it?"

"Get up! It's morning!"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"You look a bit tired, why don't you just stay home today?"

"I'll take care of you."

[feministkind]

♍ ✚ @spacialsylph

┤♀├ Winding up in a completely unfamiliar place isn’t ideal, but the way people talk and wander lends itself to the keen ears of a practised gossiper. Lucky for her, she pays attention to the voices around her speaking about others like her, even if the words aren’t all good. She doesn’t have excruciatingly advanced practise with humans and their things, but she’s vaguely in the know, though not entirely prepared for most comments on her kind. Still, a very familiar face is found and she’s more at ease. 

“Kanaya. Ho+w wo+nderful to+ see yo+u here.” She stands in front of her dancestor, hand quickly applied to her own hip. “I heard o+thers were here to+o+. It’s go+o+d to+ kno+w the rumo+ur mill is still alive and well and there’s no+ clear attempt to+ o+bfuscate the unkno+wn.”

#”Human sarcasm”  #Mo+re mystery than co+ncisio+n

[spacialsylph]

Well, it seemed it was time to reaquaint herself with the city that had held her once. To relearn the strange patterns of the populous and even the inferior technology.

It wasn't like her to wander aimlessly, but with no clear destination in mind, Kanaya could do little else. As her feet moved, her attention was trained on the the phone she had been given, the frontward camera a blessing as she reapplied the deep void of a black lipstick to her lips, halting only at the sight of a very familiar troll in her path. "Por-Porrim!"

"I Too Had Heard Of Their Presence On This Experimental Plane." Was she still nervous around Porrim? Or was she more excited than nervous at this point? "But I Had Come To Such A Conclusion As A Previous Jaunt Through This City Afforded Me A Precursor For This Current Occurrence." Well that had been long winded. Kanaya sighed. "I Digress, How Do You Fare On This Day?"

[spacialsylph]

“Beg Pardon.” Kanaya left a hand suspended in midair, just inches from connecting to a rather attractive human shoulder- No, not human. The scent was off, and if Kanaya hadn’t been as well read, or even lived the life, she might have dismissed the male as an oddity but dismissable all the same. As it were, he was neither human nor dismissable.

"Verging On Intrusion, Might I Inquire As To Your Meal Source?" She kept to a low whisper, hoping no one else caught wind of her question. “It Would Seem We Are Victims Of A Similar Affliction.“ Even if she didn’t consider herself a victim.

[ @sinisternocturne ] | [starter call]

[spacialsylph]

Let’s start things off with a late night rp ad~

Uncapped but selective due to real life and other muses demanding my attention. I’ll try to get to these as soon as possible. Thank yooou~

[spacialsylph]

Here again.

All this hoping between realities and different timeless and being alive and not have made this kind of experience lose it's zest. Frankly, Kanaya was jaded. A small smirk graced her lips at the thought.

Oh, well, time to find her dwelling for the next however much time she was sequestered for.

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

Without a prior reserve, I'd like to re-app Kanaya Maryam from Homestuck. App should be under /app, thank you~

Welcome back to the hive, Kanaya!

You will be housed in district epsilon.

You will retain everything you were given during your previous stay.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod 『 』

[hotpafu]

belated christmas present for a really cool + good friend

[cagethestars]

Please excuse me while I drop this into your reality.

[herokind]

    You hear the words PRECARIOUS SITUATION, of which you aren’t too sure what she’s referring to exactly, but as you look up, you find the resemblance. The walls? They’re practically peeling off, disintegrating into steel skeletons, and the background noise– it wasn’t your own unease and its whimpers, but rather the creaking of old wood, the crackling of loose flames. You assumed the illumination was from the HANGING CITY ABOVE. Your assumption was wrong.

    You aren’t going to be in Kanaya’s debt, though. Not again.

    [ ♉ ] TAVROS: 1 OPPOSE 1T,     [ ♉ ] TAVROS: 1′LL DO 1T MYSELF–

    Just as you get up, the entire building creaks. You stop in your place, frozen mid-stride, eyes all wide at Kanaya. You’d just been pacing only minutes ago, and only now, when you want to leave, the building decides to threaten you to give out.

    [ ♉ ] TAVROS: uHHH, kANAYA,,

[spacialsylph]

There was no point in helping him build his confidence if she solved all his problems. That sort of action would only hinder the young troll. Instead, she offered a reassuring smile along with an encouraging “Very Well, Pupa.” But she heard the protesting flooring beneath their feet. Had they really weighted it down enough to compromise the structure?

“Tav-!” The floor sunk an inch. No time for plans.

Kanaya instinctively grabbed Tavros' hand and pulled him up against her, her arms secured him in place as the floor finally caved from under them, sending them toppling down two stories to the fiery floors below. Kanaya landed on her back, cushioning Tavros from the worst of it, but suffering a head injury herself. Absently, she realized her lipstick had been flung across the floor and lost among the debris around them, but her vision was dark and the world kept spinning.

“Were You... Injured...?” The world kept spinning and Kanaya lost herself within it.

[deploratuscaligulas-blog]

     Damn it, was that his old cape? He was almost insulted she still had it on her, but said feelings thinned out rather quickly as she went about the deed.

“theyre pretty recent”

“but if you need to leavve ill be fine. i can defend myself evven like this wwith my wwand here. doesnt take much to use it and all unlike your chainsaww”

     All he had to do was just point his arm in a direction and fire away. … Still, though. The young troll frowned a bit, watching as she finished tying his older, cape around his own chest.

“i mean im just surprised youre evven botherin doin this kind a thing for me of all people in the first place. so i mean ivve got no room to complain”

     After all, this was the exact opposite of what he had done to her. He had shot a large hole through her without even caring, at the time. And here she was, patching his own wounds up when he just left and ran off elsewhere.

     Like the murderous douche he was.

[spacialsylph]

Convinced he would survive a few minutes without her, Kanaya quickly, quietly, investigated the building. With all the violence on Alternia, it was common for many trolls to keep a medic kit within the hive. Even this building - what she assumed to be a communal hive stem - should have one or two.

She eased the first door she came to open and diligently looked through the place. No kit. She sighed and moved on to the next one. None. She thought she'd found on in the third hive, but it had already been emptied.

It would take another few tries to find a full kit and as she turned to leave, she thought she heard someone else in the building.

She bit her lip against the instinct to engage them and instead she returned to her injured friend.

“You Are Looking Pale..” She whispered and quickly untied and discarded the old, bloodied cape. Violet and sweeps old Jade that refused to wash out mixing into a muddy mess. She would miss that cape, but the more pressing matter at hand was her friend.

“Apply Pressure.” The order was quiet but firm as she pressed gauze into his hand and set it against his freshly cleaned wounds. Swift and gentle as she could, she rolled a bandage around his chest.

“Our Position Has Been Compromised.” She looked over her shoulder as her hands moved over his body to secure the bandage. “We Need To Relocate Immediately.”

[spacialsylph]

§ You never wanna do girly stuff with me! §

Gravity Falls {Sentence Starters}

“What Defines Girly Stuff? I Had BeenUnder The Impression That My Various Dealings Could Befall Under Thid “Girly” Umbrella. That I Have Failed To Do These Activities WithYou Denotes An Err On My Part And I Intend To Rectify This.”

“Off We Go To Girly Around Town!”

[spacialsylph]

And then he chased me around with a paddle for like, three hours!

Gravity Falls {Sentence Starters}

“I Do Not Fully Comprehend, Is ThisCommonplace Or Is My Ire Rightly Expressed?”

[spacialsylph]

-+-> TV. 1t kn0ws what 1 want

Gravity Falls {Sentence Starters}

"Have You Considered Forgoing A Televised Event In Favor Of Fully Immersing Yourself In The Experience?"

"I Imagine It Would Be Much More Worthwhile."

[spacialsylph]

Gravity Falls {Sentence Starters}

"Finally, a good reason to punch a teenager in the face!"

"Is this some kind of negotiating tactic? Because it's not going to work!"

"Let's grow some mustaches!"

"No 'buts' except yours out the door. Now shut your yap and get to work!"

"You guys are butt-faces!"

"Haha! You fight like a girl! Who is also a baby!"

"Your wife is going to be beautiful!"

"Yeah, I'm the guy who spray painted the water tower."

"Ready to blow up these hot dogs in the microwave one by one?"

"We're gonna have to break in."

"You never wanna do girly stuff with me!"

"And then he chased me around with a paddle for like, three hours!"

"He's looking at it, he's looking at it!"

"We need to just learn to hate each other in silence."

"TV. It knows what I want."

"That makes perfect sense! That was totally worth the drive!"

"Check out this huge smooch mark he gave me!"

"I'm not acting suspicious! You're acting suspicious!"

"I don't trust anyone whose hair is bigger than their head."

"You're a lot more clever than I gave you credit for."

[fivepointmaster]

lost child

[fivepointmaster]

✪:: He said nothing to her apology, instead only watched her with a critical intent. She wished to make up for her transgression, yet again he could hear nothing foreboding or selfish. But then, she was not human - she was not anything he had seen to compare her to aside from an oni perhaps but even that would be rather inaccurate. Perhaps it was only her horns. She introduced herself and held out her hand. An oni lashed out to make a move to bite her, but stopped when the boy stepped closer to take her hand. 

 “…. Mappa” He had come to accept that name. Quickly he reeled his hand back. “…You are worried?” He’d ask, peering up at Kanaya. He could not quite grasp the ideal of expressing concern or sympathy for a stranger. “How come? I am not from here…” 

spacialsylph

[spacialsylph]

“That You Are Not From Here Holds Little Consequence, I Do Apologize If My Suggestion If Rather Intrusive Or... Meddlesome, However, The Fact Remains That You Are Young, Vulnerable - Even With Your Small Guardians - And I Would Not Forgive Myself If I Were To Walk Away From You On The Sole Reason That You Are Not From Here Only To Later Witness Your Corpse Thrown About In Some Macabre Festivity Scene.”

She held his hand in hers and urged him to follow her. Due to possible differences in strength, she was sure to keep a light hold and not walk too fast. She did not need careless haste to get herself or her new charge injured, either by the enemy or her own chainsaw.

[deploratuscaligulas-blog]

spacialsylph

     Shit, shit, shit– this sucked. This really sucked.

     Hiding within the rubble of some building with a hole blown in to it, the violet blood sat against the wall, cradling a few bullet wounds on his chest with one hand and the other clutching his Empiricist’s Wand.

     It had only been a matter of time before someone had gotten to him. And by now, he had been in combat for a good while now.

     It was his fault. He didn’t take things too seriously, after how easy most of the enemies were falling. As such, he let his guard down. And it was undoubtedly his fault, he realized. … Still, the one time he decides to relax a bit is the time he almost gets turned in to swiss cheese. Really great job, there.

     He was leaking pretty badly, and his attempt at stopping the wound didn’t particularly do much– especially when that wasn’t the only wound he had.

     Nevertheless, he remained alert now.

     Which is why, as he heard someone drawing near, Eridan raised his wand– ready to target anyone hostile. … And as said person revealed themselves, he almost fired, too. But, he hesitated. Because this was a face he recognized.

“hey”

“fancy seein you here kan”

[spacialsylph]

She panted as she stood among those she had cut down, she couldn't rest yet. Not here. Not when she had been in the fray where the constant physical stress was beginning to make her sloppy. Sloppy meant death.

She let her chainsaw idle to a stop while she assessed her next action.

Obviously, she needed to get off the street but once she approached the sidewalk, a rather interesting hue caught her eye. She had seen that sweet shade of violet before. Had spilled it before.

Just because she had exacted her revenge on the seadweller before didn't meant she cared to see her what had been on of her closest friends get hurt. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she followed the trail, ever ready in case someone else had thought to do the same. It wasn't a long trip until she turned the corner and saw him crumbled down on the floor of some dilapidated building. Wand pointed at her again.

“Eridan.” There was a calm authority to her voice laced with the barely held relief of seeing him alive. And relief at seeing him lower his wand. Likewise, she also withdrew her weapon, the chainsaw easily lending itself as her much beloved lipstick tube.

Her eyes immediately went to the other's chest and, confident that he wouldn't harm her, she kneeled by him and urged his hands away so she could inspect the damage.

“How Much Time Has Lapsed Since You Were Injured?” With all his blood in the way it was hard to look at the wounds and her now shaking hands were not the best at cleaning them. She would have to search the building for a medical kit. “There Is A Strong Possibility I May Need To Leave Your Side, With Bodily Harm Such As This I Will Require Additional Items.”

As gentle as she could, she untied the cape that had been secured around her midsection for so long and instead she tied it around his chest. Not ideal, but it would keep pressure where it was needed.