#ironinfidelity

[cranktankerousgeneticist-blog]

❌ Kankri Signless

Kankri: He is so full of shit and full of himself and full of his own shit how is it that he doesn’t waft the consistent scent of construction worker porta-potty is a mystery theorists are still struggling with. 

Signless: A pushy asshole.. but most of their problems have been worked out

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0429

UNCLE BRO: -In he walks with his trusty cane sword, back in uniform and everything. He's even moving not super stiffly. Today, he is gonna have a burrito. He will not be stopped.-

REDGLARE: -LOOMS OVER HIM- REDGLARE: W3r3 you d1sch4rg3d?

UNCLE BRO: -Turns around and offers her a bite of burrit- Yep

NYALAH: -saunters in for the purpose of inconspicuously sitting at one of the lunch tables. On the table. Cross-legged so she can stare at Redglare and Davenfur.-

REDGLARE: Off1c14lly?  Or d1d you s1mply d3c1d3 you w3r3 d1sch4rg3d?

UNCLE BRO: Its official you gonna try this burrito or what

NYALAH: -licks chops in the distance-

UNCLE BRO: -He sees you cat-

NYALAH: -meows internally. Meows eternally-

REDGLARE: W3r3 you -off3r1ng- th3 burr1to?

REDGLARE: You should 34t.  You 4r3 4nd w3r3 r3cov3r1ng. 

REDGLARE: -POKES HIM STOMACH- 

 REDGLARE: 4nd 1 th1nk you m1ght h4v3 lost m4ss.

UNCLE BRO: -Hisses slightly-

NYALAH: -Psa. Redglare is a cute nerd when she fusses.-

UNCLE BRO: Still a lil tender babe

UNCLE BRO: Im gonna eat dont sweat it when did you last eat something not a protein bar

REDGLARE: P4st3.  Prot31n p4st3.

NYALAH: -disgusting-

REDGLARE: -EYES NYALAH.  SHE SENSES YOUR JUDGEMENT-

NYALAH: -grooms self innocently, even as Redglare eyes her.-

UNCLE BRO: Yeah no this burrito is yours now -Shoves it at Redglare-

UNCLE BRO: -He's gonna make another NOW-

REDGLARE: ... Wh4t's 1n th1s?

REDGLARE: 1 don't trust burr1tos.

NYALAH: -All this hard work, Davenfur. It better be a good burrito.-

UNCLE BRO: Steak cheese beans vegetation

NYALAH: -Gross.-

REDGLARE: .. 

REDGLARE: -EYES CAT- 

REDGLARE: -PUTS A HAND ON HER HEAD- 

REDGLARE: You'v3 b33n qu13t.

NYALAH: -!!!!- 

NYALAH: is... watching -Yes, good. Continue the pets.-

UNCLE BRO: Sup shitty kitty

NYALAH: stalking 

NYALAH: i means watching :33 -swishes tail-

REDGLARE:  -She takes a tentative bite of the burrito.-  Suppos3 1t's not po1son 1n th3 l34st. REDGLARE: -STILL WATCHING DAVEN MAKE HIS THOUGH- 

REDGLARE: -supervising- 

REDGLARE: You n33d v1t4m1ns.  T4k3 4 fru1t.

UNCLE BRO: You doting on me right now -He is making a very extravagant burrito right now, but he tosses a chunk of steak to Nyalah-

NYALAH: -makes a crude gesture behind Redglare. Telling Davenforth exactly where to stuff the fruit.- 

NYALAH: ... -chomps up steak bit.- 833

UNCLE BRO: -His shades gleam at the gesture-

UNCLE BRO: Where were you when i was laid up in the infirmary we could have played tic tac toe or you could have brought me a mouse or somethin

NYALAH: was waiting fur you to kick the buckets h33h333! 

NYALAH: but sadly you never did :((

REDGLARE: Th4t's 4 p1ty for us 4ll. 

REDGLARE: 1'm not dot1ng.  1'm pr3v3nt1ng your m1st4k3s.

NYALAH: (nurd)

REDGLARE: (Sh.)

UNCLE BRO: I didnt die just to disappoint both of yall -Rolls his burrito expertly and does not grab any fruit-

NYALAH: -roll that burrito Davey. You know what you're about.- 

NYALAH: supurr disappointed kokoros brokoro 

NYALAH: guess we will s33s from now on

REDGLARE: -reaches over and places an orange on his tray ANYWAYS-

NYALAH: .... -reaches paw to bat orange.-

REDGLARE: No.

NYALAH: -pauses mid reach- 

NYALAH: -pokes orange-

REDGLARE: -bats at paw.-  No.

NYALAH: kay 

NYALAH: hold dis then -Her hand, she means.- >;33

REDGLARE: ... 

REDGLARE: R34lly.

NYALAH: ye is the only way

UNCLE BRO: -Casually slips Orange in Redglares pocket-

UNCLE BRO: Awww aint yall just right cute

REDGLARE: -BATS HIS HAND TOO- 

REDGLARE: >:I

UNCLE BRO: -Takes her hand and kisses it before heading to sit at a table-

REDGLARE: -UGH!!!!-

REDGLARE: -GRABS nyalah's hand and pulls her to follow him-

NYALAH: -watches this with her cat eyes, being led along by the huffy miss. Hand is hold all the same.- B33 

NYALAH: she mad bro

UNCLE BRO: Is she big mad or little mad -Sits down and starts munching on burrito-

NYALAH: big mad 

NYALAH: the biggest

REDGLARE: N31th3r.

REDGLARE: 1 don't m1nd 1t wh3n you'r3 both s1mult3n4ously 1ncorr3ct.

NYALAH: -slyest side eye- purrobably

UNCLE BRO: Im thinking smedium mad

NYALAH: smemedium

REDGLARE: Wh4t.

UNCLE BRO: Memes

REDGLARE: Stop.

UNCLE BRO: You cant stop the memes even raiden learned that

REDGLARE: 1'm stopp1ng you.

UNCLE BRO: Unpossible

NYALAH: -squeezes self under Redglare's arm. So smooth.- no fun allowed B||

REDGLARE: ...3xcus3 m3. 

REDGLARE: Wh4t 4r3 you try1ng to do h3r3.

NYALAH: cuddle -Duh, it's so obvious.-

REDGLARE: -WELL NOW HER ARM'S AROUND HER.-  >:T

NYALAH: -Hey, at least she's clean. She purr.- B33

UNCLE BRO: -Awwwww ain't it cute-

UNCLE BRO: See look shes a good cat when shes not waitin on you to die

UNCLE BRO: -Tosses more steak-

REDGLARE: 1 don't know.  S33ms l1k3 th4t's r3qu1s1t3 for b31ng 4 c4t.

UNCLE BRO: Fair enough

UNCLE BRO: You miss me lately

REDGLARE: -SLAM DUNKS THE ORANGE BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TABLE- 

REDGLARE: V1t4m1n C.

UNCLE BRO: Thats an appropriate answer -Munches more burrito-

REDGLARE: GLARES-

UNCLE BRO: -A red glare-

UNCLE BRO: You gonna eat that burrito

REDGLARE: 34t th3 fru1t.

UNCLE BRO: You eat the fruit

REDGLARE: Your 1mmun3 syst3m 1s w34k.

UNCLE BRO: Your body is weak its only had protein powder

REDGLARE: Th4t's 4 f1lthy l13.

UNCLE BRO: You just said it five minutes ago

REDGLARE: P4st3.  Not powd3r.  1t's 4 k1nd of MR3.

UNCLE BRO: Mrhea

UNCLE BRO: Eat better

SIGNLESS: -Alright so maybe MOST people wouldnt be sitting in the cafeteria so late, watching their hyper active kid run literal circles around tables and chairs at this time of the night. But hey, it wasn't like he was most people. Also he understood that Sileas had no real way to judge when it was night or day, so it was hard for the child to feel physically tired when he normally should. For instance today Sileas had slept through the majority of the afternoon, so now the little troll was wired with energy. This was fine of course because it wasn't like Kasvik had plans on getting much sleep tonight anyways. So he sips orange juice and keeps an eye on his charge.- 

SILEAS: -He is the night, he is FEROCIOUS. And he loves running around chairs.-

TEREZI: =RUNS in the atrium, sniffing around a little frantically. Speaking of children, hers managed to slip right out of her arms as she was getting her ready for bed and dove right into the vents. Rather than pursue directly, Terezi listened to what route she was taking and had followed the noises HERE. So far, no Sirius.=

SIGNLESS: -Well that was certainly something odd to see. He slow sips at his pal Terezi and wonders if perhaps he should ask if things are alright.- 

SILEAS: -Hes of course going to beat his dad to it, because the moment he sniffs out his favorite teacher Sileas lets out an excited and loud laugh and comes running towards her to cling to her leg.- I gawt yoo!!

TEREZI: =gasps! she was in such concentration, that she completely skipped over her BEST student.= YOU D1D! =She ruffles his hair to a point that his previous hairstyle is no longer recognizable. Kneeling down next to him, she opened her arms for a hug, though her eyes are following the faint thumping noise in the vents above them.= WH4T H4V3 YOU B33N UP TO? WH4T H4S M4D3 YOU TURN TO NOCTURN4L V3NTUR3S? =looks around and-- ah, there is Signless. She waves at the very tired looking troll back at the tables=

SILEAS: -Of course he was expecting her to open her arms, so he is already scrambling up into them, giggling gleefully at his messed up hair.- Hunt! He is hunting! For smalllll things. and, uhmn, BIG things!! -Opens his arms out wide to show just how big.- 

SIGNLESS: -He waves back at her, even gives her a half tried smile. Terezi is a nice person, and he is very glad his son has someone like that to look up to.-

TEREZI: =her eyes go biiiig= NOT TOO B1G, 1 HOP3! 1S 1T 4 B1G TH1NG ON TH1S SH1P? 1S 1T... =puts a hand over her mouth= (1S 1T D4NG3ROUS?) SIRIUS: =the thumps go quieter at the sound of her mama's voice, but she doesn't change direction, rather going a little slower and trying not to make as much noise.=

SILEAS: -What a clever baby Sirius is. Also what is whispering? He has just two volumes, normal sorta loud voice and LOUD voice. Of course LOUD voice was only allowed for outside times, those are his dads rules 80 - No. not dan-jur-us. Cus, c-cus im BIG! i catch it!

TEREZI: 1 KNOW YOU C4N! >:] =she hups him up on her knee and hrrggg he's gotten big himself!= 

TEREZI: 4ND YOU KNOW WH4T? 1 B3T 1TS PR3TTY CLOS3 BY! 

TEREZI: BUT F1RST TO F1ND 1T, WH4T DO W3 GOTT4 DO? =she tugs a little on her own earlobe for a hint=

SILEAS: EAT IT!!!

SIGNLESS: -Good lord that child is his mothers son...-

SIRIUS: =the noise above just stops completely.= 

TEREZI: =stares at Sileas for a good  long moment then bursts into surprised laughter.=

TEREZI: Y3S, 1 SUPPOS3 TH3R3S NO STOPP1NG TH3 B1G B4D CR1TT3R FROM F1ND1NG 1TS3LF 1N TH3 GR4SP OF 4 NOTOR1OUS HUNT3R OF TH3 LONG FORGOTT3N W1LD =finger waggles=

SILEAS: -He is confused by the sound of laughter, was that not the right answer?- 

SILEAS: That is me! Hunter!

TEREZI: =shh no, it was the perfect answer. Especially for kids who should not be out of bed OUO= 

SIRIUS: =sweet shit= 

TEREZI: =boops his nose= 3X4CTLY!

SILEAS: -Hear that Sirius your mom says he can eat you. Sileas squeals when his nose is booped and giggles as he blindly tries to shoo her finger away.- 

SIGNLESS: -He supposes its time he probably went over to say an actual hello and maybe save Terezi from his kid. Here he comes walking over to them both, still holding his coffee mug of oj.- So was your intention of coming out tonight to join his pack? -Thats some humor right there. He is pretty darn certain there was another reason Terezi came running in here.-

TEREZI: =she can smell her own kid up there trying very hard to conceal her scent against the galvanized steel.= 

TEREZI: TH4T W4S 3X4CTLY MY 1NT3NTION =dragon blars= 

TEREZI: OH W41T NO 1TS MOR3 L1K3 =wolf howls= 

TEREZI: N4H, TH3 D1SC1PL3 1S 4 C4T TH3M3D, 1SNT SH3? =mountain lion scream= TEREZI: =nods to the mug= TH3YR3 M4K1NG COFF33 OR4NG3 FL4VOR3D NOW?

SILEAS: -Terezi proves herself to be more impressive each and every day. Sileas turns his head up to howl with her.- Owooooooo!! 

SIGNLESS: -He smirks some, amused by her attempts.- Yeah, thats pretty close... Hmn?- Oh. -Kasvik looked down at his drink in confusion at her question at first but now he soft chuckles.- No uh, its just the cup. Its easier then regular cups to hold because of the handle see? And the juice is pretty great, and not something I  have had the pleasure of having much in the past, not that I dont like coffee but I have a different habit with the beans instead of-- -Jeez he's rambling, reel it in Kas.- 

 SIGNLESS: I'm uh, over explaining it. Sorry, hah...

TEREZI: H3H3H3 GR34T 4WOOO!! =uh oh, she hopes that Sileas wont be awooing into eternity. Kasvik doesn't look tlike he can hold out much longer= 

TEREZI: =In her time of...being quiet - yeah, she'll call it that - Terezi learned much value in listening and found she was smiling.= N4H, DONT 4POLOG1Z3 >:] 

TEREZI: MUGS PR3V3NT DROPP4G3, JU1C3 W4S 4 R4R3 COMMOD1TY, 4ND COFF33 C4N B3 4DD1CT1V3!

SIGNLESS: -He appreciates her thoughtfulness.- Yes, all of that is very much true. 

SILEAS: -Hes happily still making smaller awoos and yips, having a joyful time. Although, he is starting to pick up another familiar smell drifting in from the air vents.- 

SILEAS: -Sniff sniff.-

SIRIUS: =troll jesus christ she's gonna die. oh speak of the jesus, he's here to watch her demise!= 

SIRIUS: =proceeds forward very slowly, intent on getting tfo of this crazy place. Maybe run back to the coon and pretend she was always there.= 

TEREZI: =pats Sileas to go forth, also sniffing to indiciate "she's HERE." lucky hunting!! Turning to Kasvik, she rose to her feet and brushed off her knees.= W3LL WH4T 4BOUT YOU? WH4TS GOT YOU UP SO L4T3? =she has guesses, of course= 4ND 4LL...WOOZY LOOK1N?

SILEAS: -Well now he can hear AND smell her. SIrius he is quietly on your trail, sniffing her out all the way to a vent grate himself.- 

SIGNLESS: Do I really look that bad? -Small sigh and a shrug with yet another exhausted smile.- My shift started early today, concluded with me checking in on a close friend of mine to be certain that he is continuing to complete important tasks like eating and sleeping, and Sileas slept through the near entirety of the solar cycle and is convinced it is tomorrow. In fact he has said "Good morning" to me a total of three times already. 

SIGNLESS: I don't have the heart to tell him the truth, and its important he gets some sort of activity so I dont want to discourage his desire to run about either.

SIRIUS: =maybe if she JUST TURNS AROUND ANGOES BACK THE WAY SHE CAME, he won't notice a thing...= 

TEREZI: Y34H, YOU K1ND4 LOOK L1K3 4 HUNDR3D SW33P OLD B34R RUG P3OPL3 H4V3 B33N TR4MPL1NG ON FOR JUST 4S LONG >:/ 

TEREZI: YOU KNOW 1F YOU CONT1NU3 TH1S ROUT1N3, S1L14SLL 'GOOD MORN1NG' 4T TH1S T1M3 FOR /Y34RS/ 

TEREZI: HOWS YOUR FR13ND DO1NG, BY TH3 W4Y?

SILEAS: -Nope, too late he knows you are there. However he has no idea how to grate works, or even what it exactly is and places his hands on it, patting it occasionally.- Hello? You in there? Hidin'? 

SIGNLESS: He is as good as I think he can be. Mikkev has been through a lot, but hes making progress. SIGNLESS: As for Sileas, I'll inform him sometime soon likely. Mostly because I dont think my physical body can endure this sort of schedule much longer.

SIGNLESS: After all, one more evening up will not kill me.

SIRIUS: =oh hi sileas. what are you doing here? nice night out, right? squeaks in surprise! It's basically a "YUP IM HERE!" as any.= 

SIRIUS: =she holds the vent too.. Holds it CLOSED! while trying to get an angle on where the adults are= ((yes)) 

SIRIUS: ((mom says its bedtime but im not tired)) 

TEREZI: HRMMM =she nervously laughs= WH4TLL ON3 MOR3 34RLY SH1FT DO TO YOU?

SILEAS: Oh hi!! -Sniffs her fingers through the vent.- You supposed to sleep?? Why this?

SIGNLESS: It will probably not end me either. -Hahah, more humor. Except no, he's used up all his excusable sick days, and James has already approached him about his lack of appearance for work before. He can't take anymore time off without it being very noticeable.-

SIRIUS: ((im a rebel)) 

SIRIUS: ((like rebels here in our home)) 

SIRIUS: ((rebels are people who dont follow the rules)) 

SIRIUS: ((hehehe)) 

TEREZI: =makes a worried friend noise= WHY 4LL TH3S3 34RLY SH1FTS?

SIGNLESS: I have been signing up for them lately. So that I have time to spend on my family. Its been a bit of a trial period to see if I find it easier to do it this way. -Also there are less people out so early.- 

SILEAS: Ohh breaking rules.... -Pauses and tilts his head in confusion.- By hiding behind wall?

TEREZI: OH 

TEREZI: TH4T 1S 4 GOOD R34SON H3H3 TEREZI: 1S 1T 34S13R? 4S1D3 FROM TH3 L1TTL3 ON3 R3V3RT1NG B4CK TO TH3 4LT3RN14N SCH3DUL3?

SIRIUS: ((yes)) 

SIRIUS: ((its super eff...effe)) 

SIRIUS: ((it works super))

SIRIUS: ((grown ups cant move fast cause theyre bigger))

SIGNLESS: Its been...productive to say the least. I am not yet sure if this will become my regularly chosen schedule. 

SILEAS: Nuh uh! My mom moves real fast! she is everywhere all times.

SIRIUS: =glances worriedly over to kasvik and terezi= ((is your mom real fast all times all day)) =?= 

TEREZI: W3LL, H3R3S HOP1NG 1T WORKS! JUST DONT RUN YOURS3LF R4GG3D TO 4NOTH3R B4J1LL1ON SW33P SL33P

SIGNLESS: Hah, thats a good one. -Sips orange juice. Boy he is not good at social interactions today.- 

SILEAS: -Nods a lot.- Oh yeah! Oh yes!! Very fast very SNEAKY! She is a good. -Thats it. Just good at everything. A good.-

SIRIUS: =things hard for a moment= ((then when does she sleep)) 

TEREZI: >:D 1 KNOW! TEREZI: H3Y YOU KNOW WH4T? H4V3 YOU TR13D SL33P1NG 1N TH3 VR ROOM? TH3R3S TONS OF D1FF3R3NT PL4C3S YOU C4N S3T 

TEREZI: YOU JUST GOTT4 M4K3 SUR3 TO S3T 1T ON C4SU4L TEREZI: 4ND NOT 4DV3NTUR3 MOD3 

TEREZI: OR SURV1V4L TEREZI: D3P3NDS ON YOUR 1D34 OF FUN THOUGH! H3H3H3H3 TEREZI: 1TS 4 FUN TH1NG TO DO W1TH TH3 F4M, =leans back against one of the tables= 4ND 1TS N1C3 TO G3T 4W4Y FROM TH1NGS FOR 4 B1T

SILEAS: -Gets all serious and lowers his voice a little.- Never...

SIGNLESS: -He could fake travel all he wanted but he can never escape his own overly insane and dangerous memories.- That sounds pretty nice. I will certainly consider trying it, thank you for the recommendation.

SIRIUS: =Also gets a serious face= 

SIRIUS: ((mom sleeps with her eyes open)) 

SIRIUS: ((and sometimes i cant tell if shes asleep or not)) 

TEREZI: Y34H, NO PROB! >:] 

TEREZI: BR1NG P1LLOWS 4ND BL4NK3TS THOUGH UNL3SS YOU W4NN4 GO FULL C4MP3R 4ND SL33P ON TH3 COLD H4RD GROUND

SIGNLESS: That would not be the first time I've done such a thing. but yes I agree likely pillows will make the whole experience much more comfortable. 

SILEAS: She is probably not. moms do not sleep. they are always ready.

TEREZI: M3 N31TH3R =though at the time she was in so much pain, a rock poking into her back was basically a floor of feathers.= THOUGH NOW W3 H4V3 TH4T LUXURY! 

TEREZI: HMM...1 WOND3R 1F 1TS POSS1BL3 TO PROGR4M TH3 GR4SS TO B3 3XTR4 SOFT =like smuppets= 

SIRIUS: ((sillys...)) 

SIRIUS: ((do you think well be that powerful when were grown ups))

SILEAS: -He settles into thought at that question, frowning with concentration.-............ 

SIGNLESS: That would be rather incredible, but frankly I am no longer surprised by the endless possibilities of modern day technology. There seems to be hardly an end to what it is able to do. 

SILEAS: -Finally responds after he is done thinking.- Yes.... I think so.

TEREZI: TH3 3NDL3SS POSS1B1L1T13S FROM MOD3RN D4Y D1RK! =laughs= RUMOR H4S 1T H3 M4D3 TH3 ROOM FROM SCR4TCH 4ND H1S OWN BR41N C3LLS 

TEREZI: TH3Y S4Y H3 W4S S3NT 1NTO TH3 W1LD3RN3SS W1TH 4 POCK3T KN1F3 4ND 4 Q-T1P 4ND H3 BU1LT 4 SHOPP1NG M4LL 

SIRIUS: ((....wow....)) 

SIRIUS: ((that means we wont ever have a bedtime)) 

SIRIUS: ((we wont ever need sleep either))

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0422

DUALSCAR: =Is in the cafeteria, maybe slightly hung over. It had been the anniversary of the death of his mentor the previous night, and he went a little overboard in drinking to her memory. Still, nothing too bad. He had a pretty high threshold to it. 'Least that's what he's telling himself while slouching in his chair, two fingers steadily rubbing his temple while holding a mug in his free hand. Said mug had a foul stench of mystifying spices.=

SIGNLESS: -There he be, the really big fish himself. Kasvik happened to be in the cafeteria getting food when he spots Dualscar. When was the last time they talked? Signless couldn't exactly remember. But it had been a while, he knew that much.-

SIGNLESS: -He carries his tray over to the table dualscar is at.- Any of these seats taken?

DUALSCAR: =Cringes as a voice breaks the silence. Even with Kasvik speaking at his regular volume, his current state caused it to amplify in his ears. He might as well have shouted it into a megaphone placed two inches from his ear. He turns his head upward, directing his unblinded (and bloodshot) eye at Kasvik.=

DUALSCAR: IF YER PLANNIN' ON BEIN' SO BLEEDIN' LOUD, THEN AYE. THEY BE.=Tired squinting.=

SIGNLESS: -he raises a brow- Sorry I was not aware normal volume was now newly dictated as too boisterous, I guess the whole world is now a paper copy information hub.

SIGNLESS: -He takes a seat and puts his tray on the table.- You look like you had a rough night. Or possibly a really great one.

DUALSCAR: =His earfins pin backwards as Kasvik proceeds to say a lot of words. Too many, actually. His head sinks some, his arm moving to curl over it.=

DUALSCAR: =Watches Kasvik sit, then grunts, shutting his eyes.=

DUALSCAR: BOTH AN' NEITHER.

SIGNLESS: -He watches him for a little, lifting a spoonful of oatmeal into his mouth.-

SIGNLESS: That doesn't really make that much sense.

DUALSCAR: =Another grunt, followed by a long pause. His throat feels really dry.=

DUALSCAR: MEANS. COULD'A BEEN BETTER. COULD'A BEEN WWORSE.

DUALSCAR: NEITHER HERE NOR THERE.

SIGNLESS: So why did you not just say that first.

DUALSCAR: =Opens his eye to SQUINT at Kasvik.=

DUALSCAR: I DID.

DUALSCAR: NOT MY FAULT YE DON'T FUCKIN' GRASP THE BASICS A LINGUISTICS.

SIGNLESS: -He shrugs and eats more oatmeal.- SIGNLESS: So what was the occasion for this neither Here nor there event.

DUALSCAR: =Increased squinting as Kasvik is only shrugging instead of further sassing. He might be hungover, but he still notices it.=

DUALSCAR: =Turns his face downwards so it's facing the table. It's dark there, good against his tired squinty eyes. His voice muffled.= ANNIVVERSARY.

DUALSCAR: FOR ME OL' CAPTAIN. MENTOR.

SIGNLESS: Oh.

SIGNLESS: Well that would be as good a reason as any I would think.

SIGNLESS: -Shh you notice nothing.-

DUALSCAR: =He notices everything.= DUALSCAR: =Raises his head up and out from under his arm and takes a sip of that mysterious liquid that reeked so badly.=

DUALSCAR: WWOULD HAVVE BEEN BETTER HAD THE OL' CREWW BEEN 'ROUND.

DUALSCAR: 'LEAST THEY SENT ME THEIR REGUARDS. COUNTS FOR SOMETHIN', BUT AIN'T THE SAME. =More sips.=

SIGNLESS: -his nose wrinkles at the stinking drink that the old fish is nursing.-

SIGNLESS: That is very nice of them in the least.

SIGNLESS: Also what are you possibly stomaching that is in that cup. It smells awful.

DUALSCAR: =Snorts.= SENTIMENTAL FOOLS, THAT'S ALL.

DUALSCAR: =Raises one brow, his earfins now at half mast instead of pinned back. His head still pounding, but not as bad. He smiles crookedly.=

DUALSCAR: REMEDY A MY OWWN CREATION. GOT ALL THAT YE NEED TA BEAT ANY ILLS COME 'ROUND BY GIVVIN' YER LIVVER A BEATIN'. =Holds out the mug towards Kasvik so he can look into it. The liquid (if you could call it that, it looked sort of clumpy) had a sickening dark green color with darker, borderlining black, splotches. It smelled even worse up close.= WWORKS ON OTHER SHIT TOO, I'VVE FOUND.

SIGNLESS: -He just had to look at it. Had to lean in closer and catch a whif of whatever putrid bile was in the cup. One sniff and glance was all it took before Kasvik reared back, covering his mouth and nose before he could breathe any more of it in- Ugh!!

SIGNLESS: That shit is festering, how is it not eating a hole through your body?? -So much for eating.-

DUALSCAR: =Kasvik's reaction makes him guffaw. Well, briefly anyway. It hurt his head too much to laugh, so he quit halfway with a bit of a cringe.= HAH..!

DUALSCAR: MIGHT EAT THROUGH THOSE DELICATE FLOWWERS SUCH AS YERSELF, AYE.

DUALSCAR: =Grins at him then takes a huge swig of the mug. Actually he drinks it all down. Puts the mug down rather firmly, it clacking against the table.=

SIGNLESS: -disgusting.-

SIGNLESS: Please. There was a time in my life where I ate actual garbage my stomach is not a delicate flower.

DUALSCAR: =Glances to the oatmeal then back to his face.= NOTHIN' CHANGED MUCH THEN. =Oatmeal is disgusting garbage, txt it.=

SIGNLESS: -He follows dualscars gaze and scowls.- Look it's healthy okay.

SIGNLESS: I never said I have a huge need for flavor.

DUALSCAR: =Snorts, amused.= THEN THAT BEIN' THE CASE I'M SURE YE WWOULDN'T MIND ME WWHIPPIN' UP A MUG FOR YE TOO. =Inclines head towards the empty mug on the table.=

SIGNLESS: That is like threatening to poison me.

DUALSCAR: OH, IS IT? THOUGHT YE JUST SAID THAT YE WWERE NO DELICATE FLOWWER.

SIGNLESS: I'm not but that doesn't mean that I want to drink it.

SIGNLESS: -He drags his bowl back over to himself and picks up the spoon again to point at the cup.- You should have that taken to a toxic waste dump.

DUALSCAR: =Snort.= MEANS YER A CHEEPBEAST IS WWHAT.

DUALSCAR: =Double snort.= IT IS GONNA BE PART OF A DUMP ALRIGHT. =Lmao poop jokes. He even laughs about it.=

SIGNLESS: -dramatic eye roll-

SIGNLESS: Your tact and grace knows no bounds. We should all take lessons on how to be such an upstanding troll such as yourself.

SIGNELSS: -He returns to eating his food after that comment. His oatmeal is already starting to get cold and gluey in texture but he doesn't care.-

DUALSCAR: IF THE LOT A YE DID THEN WWE MIGHT NOT HAVVE ALLA THIS DOOM AN' GLOOM. =Snorts with an eyeroll of his own. Reaches out to give Kasvik a pat on the shoulder.=

DUALSCAR: SURE I CAN'T DO ANYTHIN' FOR YE? =A mug of his remedy. Things in general.=

SIGNLESS: -He almost chokes on the food in his mouth when Dualscar pats him on the shoulder, not that it was a strong hand, he just wasn't expecting it.-

SIGNLESS: N-No I'm alright. Your company is enough.

DUALSCAR: =Gives him a long look, the hand still on his shoulder. Nods slowly.= AS YE SAY THEN.

DUALSCAR: =HIs head gives another painful throb, so he moves his hand away and goes back into the slouched position from before.=

MEULIN: -Here comes a cat. She hasn't been having the best time, as usual, but she is trucking along. At least smoking doesn't give you hangovers. She's piling a bowl -- not a tray -- with various meats and fish and sweet things all together, and a glass of fresh lusus milk (thanks Aurthour). She gazes around sort of sleepily before spotting her own mentor and trilling softly in her throat, walking right over to plop down in a seat next to him. Somehow, her sunglasses make her look either more sleepy or more nonchalant about this whole thing. Noms a cupcake.-

DUALSCAR: =Might have dozed off a little bit in his seat, embarrassingly enough. But he was a light sleeper, so when there's movement next to him his eyes open. Slowly he raises his head to look at Meulin, squinting just a little bit then blinks, appearing more awake afterwards. Kasvik seeing him hungover wasn't such a big deal since they were close, but it was more of an embarrassment when it was someone else. Maybe he should'a just kept to his block.=

DUALSCAR: =Clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair to make sure it's slicked back properly. Gives Meulin a nod of recognition.= MISS LEIJON.

MEULIN: PRRP. -pries a little bit of fish meat from fish corpse and offers it over to him.- HI SIR.

DUALSCAR: =Thank God he drank that remedy of his before she showed up, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep his face straight. His head doesn't hurt as bad anymore, just numb.= DUALSCAR: =Raises a hand with his palm to her.= I THINK I WWILL PASS, THOUGH THE THOUGHT IS APPRECIATED.

DUALSCAR: =Lowers his hand again.= I TRUST YER KEEPIN' WWELL? AH. WWELL. ALL THINGS CONSIDERED.

MEULIN: -pulls her hand back and noms the fish bit instead.- YE...

MEULIN: I'M STILL ON THE PURROTEIN. MEULIN: -slyly peers at him and the mug. That sure is a smelly smell that smells smelly.- WHAT ARE YOU ON, THOUGH?

DUALSCAR: =Scrunches his nose and leans back in his chair, arms crossed.= I AIN'T "on" =Makes airquotes.= ANYTHIN'.

DUALSCAR: I'VVE HAD SOME TIME OFF, AS I'M SURE YE HAVVE NOTICED, AN' SO I DECIDED TA INDULGE IN A GLASS A WWINE OR TWWO YESTERDAY.

DUALSCAR: =Inclines his head to the mug.= THAT THERE WWAS A REMEDY A MY OWWN CREATION TA SOOTHE HEADACHES AN' WWHAT ELSE MIGHT COME FROM SUCH HIJINKS.

MEULIN: OOOOOO...

MEULIN: SO YOU GOT CRUNK. THAT'S COOL.

MEULIN: I KNEW YOU WERE A PURRTY ANIMAL.

MEULIN: -leans closer to get a better sniff at the mug- I THINK YOUR DRINK IS FUNKIER AT HEART THAN YOU, THOUGH, NOT GONNA LIE...

DUALSCAR: =Squints at her again. This time not because he's hungover.= I'VVE GOT WWHATNOWW.

DUALSCAR: =The mug smells of a great mixture of strong spices and a overabundance of ginger. Spinach? Coconut water? A faint hit of tomato juice and asparagus. It's a disgusting mess all together, honestly. Good thing he had already downed it all so Meulin was not getting the full effect.=

DUALSCAR: =Snort.= SO I'VVE BEEN TOLD.

UNCLE BRO: -Guess who's escaped yet again? This time he's wheeling in for some soup, nothing too crazy this time. Oh shit it's Tokyo Meu Meu and Shitty fish-

UNCLE BRO: -He's gonna get a bowl of chowder and wheel over-

DUALSCAR: =New phone who dis. But no, right. That's the Strider that got stabbed, wasn't it? He watches him out of the corner of his eye while he approaches.=

UNCLE BRO: -And you the lil bitch that punched my brother. He'll handle it when he's at least 80% again.- Sup

DUALSCAR: =""""Lil'""". Sure jan. Also he had it coming. He had it coming. He only had himself to blame. If you had been there, if you had seen it, I bet'cha you would have done the same.= DUALSCAR: =Formal nod towards Derek.= HELLO TA YE. DUALSCAR: =Raises a brow.= I WWAS NOT AWWARE THAT YE HAD BEEN RELEASED ALREADY. GLAD TA SEE YER UP AN' ABOUT.

UNCLE BRO: -Only he gets to punch his brother in the face for being an idiot.-

UNCLE BRO: I could only stay in that bed so long

UNCLE BRO: Looks like everyone is having a lovely lunch

DUALSCAR: 'COURSE. =Slow nod.= SURE YER EAGER TA GET BACK TA WWORK.

DUALSCAR: AN' THAT WWE ARE. =He is reluctant, but he can take a hint.= WWOULD YE LIKE TA JOIN US?

UNCLE BRO: Dont mind if i do -He scoots up, placing his bowl at the table and signing a "Sup Tokyo Meu Meu" to Meulin-

MEULIN: -EAR PERKING. She's been watching him all wide-eyed behind her shades, trying to process this whole thing. He's... okay?-

MEULIN: DAVE DAVE... MEULIN: HI...

UNCLE BRO: -Grins at her. He's in a wheelchair for now, but he's fine.-

MEULIN: -sets down her fish and leans over to nuzzle his shoulder affectionately. HE'S OKAY.-

UNCLE BRO: -Awwww, kitty. He pets her gently.-

UNCLE BRO: I havent really been updated on whats been happening

UNCLE BRO: Anything important i miss

WQ: =speedwalks in like she's on a mission!!=

WQ: =Her eyes scan the room before they LOCK on Davenforth (you can practically hear the beep...........beeep...beep, beep beepbeepbeep). She's going to take a page out of the Strider book and stride on over. On closer inspection, she appears slightly frazzled, and traces of wearyness are on her face.=

WQ: Good afternoon to you all. =Still has a dead eyed stare on Dave even as she addresses everyone.=

MEULIN: -prrr prrr....-

MEULIN: NO... NOT REALLY... -peers up at Qirin- HI...!

UNCLE BRO: -Clears his throat and scratches at the base of one of Meus horns-

WQ: Hello, Ms. Leijon. How have you been? =Yup. Still staring at Dave.=

UNCLE BRO: Hey rami -Don't make him go back, he'll go insane.-

WQ: Oh hey, Dave. I did not see you there. I was unaware that anyone authorized your release.

UNCLE BRO: Oh you know paperwork gets misplaced all the time -He's gonna keep petting this cat and acting like everything is all good-

UNCLE BRO: Want some chowder

MEULIN: -prrrrr...- (=^-ω-^=) MEULIN: I'M GUUUUD... -or at least she is now.-

WQ: The other departments, perhaps. The medical department runs 'a tight ship' if you catch my meaning.

WQ: =eyes the chowder=

WQ: ...

WQ: =begrudgingly= Yes, thank you.

UNCLE BRO: -Hands her the bowl-

WQ: ...

WQ: =squints at Dave, takes it, pulls out a chair, and sinks into it.= ... =Oh, no spoon? i guess im just gonna have to eat this with my hands, then.=

MEULIN: -she'd do it.-

UNCLE BRO: -He is petting a cat, he only has one hand free. She is handed a spoon shortly.-

WQ: =Ah, there you are, SPOON!= Thank you. =takes a couple very delicate bites, then seemingly rejuvenated, her head snaps to face Dave again.=

WQ: You do realize you are in a very delicate portion of the healing process. Though the outer layer of skin has healed, it isn't for certain if the deeper portions have, yet. =Takes another bite= Continuous movement can cause these unhealed areas to tear again and cause even more scar tissue to form. There is the potential for lasting discomfort in the area.

WQ: Best case scenario.

WQ: =stares at the spoonful before placing it quietly into her mouth= ^_^

UNCLE BRO: -He was very aware, his chest ached, almost burned constantly. He couldn't keep still though, there were things to do. He had things to accomplish. Even now he felt he was being smarter than usual.-

UNCLE BRO: You patched me up didnt you

UNCLE BRO: That means im fine

WQ: =she sobered a little at this= It was a joint effort between Mitzi, John and myself, in addition to most of the nurses.

WQ: It means you still have a lot of healing to do, and making a prison break once every twelve hours can reverse that effort.

UNCLE BRO: You cant exactly keep me locked up in there

UNCLE BRO: There are things i gotta do and take care of and i feel alright doing most of them

MEULIN: -chirps at him and sits up to give him a GAZE over her shades.-

UNCLE BRO: Sorry i aint down for staying in a room all day

MEULIN: YOU'RE JAIL BREAKING AND BREAKING YOUR HEALING BUTT???

MEULIN: DAVE DAVE NO.

UNCLE BRO: I aint breaking anything but the rules

MEULIN: YOU DON'T KNOOOOOW THAT.

MEULIN: WHAT WILL WE ALL DO IF YOUR BUTT IS BROKEN AGAIN?

MEULIN: WHO WILL PET ME?

MEULIN: (^./_.^)

UNCLE BRO: Derek probably

MEULIN: I DON'T WANT DEREK TO PET ME!

MEULIN: ... RIGHT NOW.

UNCLE BRO: -Scratches her head-

MEULIN: -puts paw on his face.-

UNCLE BRO: Why

MEULIN: -eat beans.-

UNCLE BRO: -Smooches beans-

MEULIN: -sqUEAK giggle-

WQ: Getting up on your own requires seven muscles, even more if you use your arms. Three of those are in the abdominal region.

WQ: We are "keeping you locked up in there" for your own wellbeing. Think of it as avoiding a longer stay in the future.

WQ: I do not understand why you are so insistent upon bringing yourself to closer potential for additional injury. =Frowns as she returns to eating. Albeit it is a concerned frown.=

MEULIN: -shoves sunglasses up her nose- YEAH. WHAT SHE SAID.

UNCLE BRO: Because fuck that

MEULIN: (^./_.^)ﾉ

WQ: =makes ene face=

WQ: What is your reasoning?

UNCLE BRO: Cant be tamed

MEULIN: SHUP MEOWLY CYRHISS.

WQ: =Dave is resurfacing memories of Qirin's wilder days. She will flip a table, dont think she won't.=

WQ: Do not tell me... It is the wallpaper. =She has found at least twenty someodd shapes in the flowery mess so far. There are at least two cats, a dog, a teapot, a syringe, a bicycle, a manta ray, a rat, and slipper, among other.s=

UNCLE BRO: We got things to do im bein careful theres too fucking much going on for me to be layin in a bed all fuckin day and thats that

MEULIN: YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THEM YOURSELF. MEULIN: ESPECIALLY IF IT SENDS YOU RIGHT BACK. (=^･ｪ･^=)

UNCLE BRO: -Groans. His chest hurts. He's tired of this already.-

WQ: =Glances over at Meulin. You, miss, would make a good healthcare professional.=

WQ: I do not think anyone would blame you if you did. As you are resting. =Gives him a glanceover.= You are /supposed/ to be, anyhow.

WQ: It is not as though we are being unreasonable. You are not to do excessive movement for a reason, and that reason was a severe traumatic chest injury. =That means NO gym visitations, sparring, and heavy lifting for quite a while.=

WQ: If you want a change of scenery, in the very least ask someone for assistance. =blinks. LIKE ME FOR EXAMPLE YOU BUTT= I stress the importance of—

WQ: =brow furrows at the groan= Dave. Please.

UNCLE BRO: -Groans louder. He's an adult.-

WQ: =Puts down her spoon. And her plate. She can't tell if it is a groan of pain or a groan of exasperation. She will not chance it, though.=

WQ: Do you require medication?

WQ: =she brought your HORSE PILLS, Dave.=

UNCLE BRO: No i need my motherfucking freedom

WQ: =Quietly exhales that sigh of relief then checks her medbag= Unfortunately, we are all out of stock. I can put you on the waitlist, but that may take at least a month.

UNCLE BRO: Startin to think death would have been preferable -He's forty percent serious-

WQ: Taking things easy cannot possibly be that bad. =Time to continue turning this fuel into energy as she picks up her plate again. Looking at you with all the skeptical looks, Dave.=

UNCLE BRO: -He's quiet, pissed off, and petting a cat.-

WQ: =is that a pout? no...is that a sulk? Is he SULKING?=

WQ: I am sure we can come to a compromise and allow you fresh non-infirmary air. Informing staff you intend to leave your assigned hospital room would be a nice start.

UNCLE BRO: Or you could just release me

WQ: Do not make me put you on permanent bedrest, Dave.

WQ: Because I can.

WQ: And I will.

WQ: =look at her face. This srs bsnss face.=

UNCLE BRO: -He will literally metal gear solid out of here-

WQ: We have the authorization to use restraints, I will have you know.

[arcadiantroubadour]

SUMMONER: =Just chillin' in the bathroom with a towel around his shoulders. The three red streaks in his hair appears to have been lathered in fresh dye and he's just waiting around to wash it out. Sits on the edge of the tub with a portable gaming device, humming to himself along with the in-game background music.=

SIGNLESS: =Kasvik wasn't always the best at knocking and since he didn't hear the noise of the shower head or a flushing toilet, he was going to assume it was find to head into the bathroom and grab his fang paste to brush up, along with other daily cleaning rituals. However when he enters Signless discovers the room is not empty and instead occupied by his neighbor Rhodri Nitram! .... And the troll had.... Red goo in his hair?= 

SIGNLESS: =blinks at him, his own towel still thrown over one of his shoulders= Are you dying your hair?

SUMMONER: =He looks up when the door opens, turning the volume down a little bit on his game. Smiles at Kasvik.= sure am, 

 SUMMONER: looks l1ke hell when 1t gets all faded, 

 SUMMONER: =Stands from the tub.= sorry, d1d you need the bathroom? 1 can wa1t around somewhere else,

SIGNLESS: Well I mean, unless you don't mind me just brushing my teeth in front of you. =he shrugs.= 

SIGNLESS: I can imagine that dye might be hard to get out if it gets anywhere in your block.

SUMMONER: 1 th1nk watch1ng someone deal1ng w1th the1r dental hyg1ene 1s someth1ng 1 can handle, =Snorts with a smile and plops back down on the edge of the tub.= 

SUMMONER: and 1t's not so bad 1f you know how to get 1t out, but 1t's a hassle, 

 SUMMONER: not as bad when you don't have so long ha1r though,

SIGNLESS: -with that settled he's heading over to the sink, and rummaging through his and disciples half of the cabinets until he locates the toothbrush and paste.- How often do you end up dying it? Your hair that is. 

SIGNLESS: -the tooth brush is primed and ready and he sticks it into his mouth to start scrubbing-

SUMMONER: =Shrugs one shoulder.= depends, somet1mes 1t washes out faster depend1ng on what k1nd of weather and sh1t 1'm 1n, but 1 l1ke to do 1t pretty frequently, 

SUMMONER: you should try 1t somet1me, 1'm sure you'd rock the look,

SIGNLESS: -He snorts around the brush and then finishes both scrubbing and rinsing before turning to talk at him again- 

SIGNLESS: Dying it red or in general? 

SIGNLESS: Because I've already once had it bleached out white.

SUMMONER: =Snorts, then looks up from his game with a grin.= ser1ously? that's qu1te the dramat1c 1mage change there kas, 

 SUMMONER: 1 hope you took p1ctures, 

 SUMMONER: please tell me you took p1ctures,

SIGNLESS: -shakes his head- Of course not, no. It happened pretty early on in my friendship with the Orphaner. In fact I don't even really remember if we were "friends" at that point yet.  I passed out stone cold drunk and at the time we were having some sort of feud or fight about something probably fairly ridiculous and he bleached it white without my knowledge. 

 SIGNLESS: -shrugs- Don't ask me how I never woke up during the process.

SUMMONER: =His expression sours considerably at the mention of the fish, especially that he's reminded of Arissa in the same instance. Looks down to his game again to hide the fact.= 

SUMMONER: =Long whistle.= sounds l1ke a pretty w1ld t1me, f1gure that's just what happens when you get smashed w1th h1ghbloods, 

SUMMONER: all k1nd of stup1d shenan1gans l1ke that,

SUMMONER: 1'm sure you looked cool as fuck anyways though,

SIGNLESS: I'm fairly certain that is what happens when you get smashed with anyone hahah. 

 SIGNLESS: But yes perhaps I did look cool. Who knows. I am unsure if I would ever try it again though.

SUMMONER: =Chuckles and shrugs one shoulder.= yeah maybe, 

SUMMONER: you could always just try a w1g to check how you'd look, just exper1ment and see what you m1ght d1g,

SIGNLESS: -He's capping the paste and putting that and the tooth brush back- Yeah I guess I could do that. 

 SIGNLESS: Would have to get a wig for that though.

SUMMONER: you sound so very enthus1ast1c, =He laughs, looking up to grin at him in the mirror.= 

 SUMMONER: =Wink.= 1've got you covered on that front, 

 SUMMONER: have more than enough ol' stage props and sh1t ly1ng about,

SIGNLESS: -raises a brow- Oh really? 

SIGNLESS: Are you telling me you have worn a white wig then?

SUMMONER: sure have, 

 SUMMONER: worn all k1nds of w1gs really, somet1mes for mus1c v1deos or just to walk around unnot1ced, 

 SUMMONER: the streaks are one of the less crazy 'dos 1've had for sure,

SIGNLESS: The streaks are less crazy??

 SIGNLESS: Rhodri I am really starting to question what you consider as extreme fashion now. 

 SIGNLESS: What is the craziest thing you have worn???

SUMMONER: =Looks amused.= dunno 1f you've not1ced but 1'm not the only guy runn1ng around w1th streaks around here, so yeah, def1n1tely less crazy,

 SUMMONER: =Scratches his cheek as he thinks, then shrugs.= th1nk 1t's more about what 1 haven't worn really, 

SUMMONER: been 1n all k1nds of un1forms and costumes, and-- oh, no 1 know, 1 def1n1tely know the craz1est th1ng,

SIGNLESS: -He is turning around fully now, leaning himself back against the sink counter, and folding his arms over his chest with quite the amused expression about all of this.- 

SIGNLESS: You know, huh? Well fuck now I kind of want to see this "craziest thing."

SUMMONER: =Looks up at Kasvik with an expression full of mischief.= 

SUMMONER: =Grins broad.= you sure? 1t's pretty fuck1ng w1ld, absolutely the most r1d1culous th1ng 1've ever worn, or anyone poss1bly can really,

SIGNLESS: -Holds one hand up to stop him.- Rhodri Nitram, you have now just brought me to the level of dying to know. Curiosity slaughtered the meowbeast, but consider me very intrigued.

SIGNLESS: -He grins.- You must show me.

SUMMONER: =His eyes are positively glinting from his mischievous smile.= SUMMONER: a1ght man, probably have the getup somewhere, =Gets up from his spot on the tub.= SUMMONER: you just wa1t here kas, 1'll be back 1n a j1ffy,

SIGNLESS: Alright, I will remain here. This is something I can certainly do. -Because he needs to finish washing his face and taming his messy hair anyways.- SIGNLESS: -He is honestly kind of looking forward to his friends return.-

SUMMONER: =Okay, so maybe a costume change wasn't the brightest idea when he's dying his hair. Luckily this wasn't a costume that required anything over his head.= SUMMONER: =It takes a few minutes, then the door to the bathroom slowly cracks open...= SUMMONER: =Puts his leggy out the door first. And that red line running up the side of the black pants sure would look familiar to this Vantas.= SUMMONER: =Emerges from the door, a hand to his chest and a shit eating grin on his face. YEP. He sure is wearing a pair of those RIGHTEOUS LEGGINGS. He even has a grey cape.= hello my ch1ld, =He's trying so hard not to laugh.= have you heard about our lord and sav1or, SUMMONER: me?

SIGNLESS: -He had finished up his routine and was perched sitting cross legged on the bathroom counter, tapping away at some game app on his phone when the door opens a crack and gets his attention.- SIGNLESS: -And then Rhodri came through dressed liked a huge DORKLORD.- SIGNLESS: -He has the blankest stare that has ever been stared. This is no matching this expression he has.- SIGNLESS: .................................. SIGNLESS: You are shitting me. SIGNLESS: Oh. SIGNLESS: My god.

SUMMONER: =Gasps softly and clasps his hands together.= my ch1ld, such language, SUMMONER: =Closes his eyes with a sad sigh.= 1 see that there are many who have strayed from the l1ght, but fear not, for 1 am here to gu1de you all, =Approaching Kasvik and clasps his hands in his own.= SUMMONER: there 1s st1ll hope for you too, =TEARFUL GAZE INTO HIS EYES.= SUMMONER: =Tears from his suppressed laughter. The corners of his mouth are twitching so bad:=

SIGNLESS: -He is trying so hard not to laugh fuck you. Kasvik is pulling his hands out of this impostor of himself- Rhodri I'm going to kick your ass oh my god. SIGNLESS: I never talked like that-- okay yeah maybe I did for like a MONTH but holy shit no fuck you. -SHIT HES GRINNING. Damn you smile for betraying him. He is just going to have to make Rhodri suffer for it by squishing the guys cheeks to give him guppy lips.- Get out of here!! SIGNLESS: Your horns aren't even accurate!

SUMMONER: =When his cheeks are squished he puts a hand to his forehead, letting out a sound of anguish then spinning away from him dramatically. Falls back against the bathroom wall, a hand on his cheek and looking TEARFUL at Kasvik still.= aaa,,, SUMMONER: resort1ng to such lengths, v1olence,  SUMMONER: =SNIFFLES and looks away.= harsh words and such-- such,,, bARBAR1SM,  SUMMONER: 1 cannot stand 1t, no, 1 feel myself grow weak 1n the knees just as we speak,,, =Dramatically turns to face the wall. Casually puts his ankle on the side of the tub, then LEANS BACK with a hand on his forehead. Butt poses with his leggy out, eyes shut.= how can there ever be hope for the troll race, w1th such f1ends walk1ng among us?

SIGNLESS: This is fucking slander.  SIGNLESS: I am so offended right now, my ass looks so much better then that. -And now he is hoping to his feet just so he can put one of those to use and "Gently" boot Rhodri right in the ass.- SIGNLESS: -HE SAID HE WOULD KICK IT, HE HAS.-

SUMMONER: =His buns! He saw it coming honestly, and thus prepared himself. He lets out a extremely over acted moan as the foot hit his butt, turning to Kasvik. If he could blushu on command then he would.= SUMMONER: ah,  SUMMONER: what 1s th1s feel1ng, SUMMONER: am 1 so eas1ly to turn to the path of deprav1ty??? =Waggles butt at Kasvik, he's not able to keep from cracking up now and is snkring and wheezing so much.=  SUMMONER: snnrrrk,,, pun1sh me aga1n daddy, =WHEEZES SO HARD. There's tears in his eyes.=

SIGNLESS: -That is... hoLY FUCK NO!! EUGH!! So much EUGH is in his expression right now. And also blush. He is flushing with embarrassment while also looking disgusted.-  SIGNLESS: Fuck it, we are done. Friendship over. SIGNLESS: This is the end of us, being friends. Forever.  SIGNLESS: Don't come near me or my son ever again.

SUMMONER: =Okay, this is it. Rhodri bursts into a wheezing fit of laughter, leg moving away from the tub and back to the floor. He supports himself on the wall.= SUMMONER: hhhahhhahaha!  SUMMONER: =WHEEZE.= SUMMONER: ehehehe, hhhow cruellll you are, ohhahaha, oh nooo, SUMMONER: you are so qu1ck to, =Wheeze laugh, snrking.= use me for your own pleasures, then throhhhohoh, thROW ME AWAY!

SIGNLESS: HRGHHH!! -He cant even face him he needs to turn away as he threads his fingers through his own thick hair.-

SUMMONER: =There's definite little trinkles of bronze tears running down his cheeks. He can't fucking handle this. He's laughing and wheezing, staggering over to Kasvik to drape himself over him from behind.= 

SUMMONER: =Dramatic sniffle of tears.= after all we've been thrrroughhhhuhuh,,,  SUMMONER: 1 thought we had, someth1ng spec1al, =Puts a hand to Kasvik's cheek.=

SIGNLESS: -EW ITS ON HIS BACK GET IT OFF- SIGNLESS: NOOO! -He attempts to shake the guy off but a hand is on his cheek and it BURNS.- SIGNLESS: What kind of self-cest bullshit is this???! -Bats wildly at the hand to get it off.-

SUMMONER: =He's too laughy to fight him and simply backs off as he starts shaking and batting about.= SUMMONER: =Wheezes softly and wipes the corners of his eyes.= the k1nd that 1s, very emot1onally destruct1ve, SUMMONER: 1 never thought you were the k1nd of guy that d1d the touch and go,  SUMMONER: heartless as fuck kas, dammmnnn,  SUMMONER: yao1 them and leave them, =Another wheezing fit of laughter. It's really dorky. This is all really dorky.=

SIGNLESS: -This is EMBARRASSING is what it is, and honestly Kasvik's face is pretty red, and this whole thing was teetering dangerously on the edge of not really being funny at all because kind of the last thing he wanted to think about was his past after everything that has happened. But he can't fault Rhodri for any of that..- SIGNLESS: Hah hah hah, yeah I guess I'm just a player. Or a tramp depending on which one of "Me" -gestures between the two of them.- We are talking about here.

SUMMONER: =His laughter is slowly dying down again, though there's a whole lot of wheezing happening. More wiping at his eyes. He's grinning so wide, clearly having a pretty good time himself. This was fun. He could just be a dork around Kasvik, which was surreal in one way, and comforting in another.= SUMMONER: 1'd settle for lovable hobo really,

SIGNLESS: Heh. Yeah... -Honestly by now his smile is forced, but probably Rhodri can't tell because Signless still has his back to him and all that.- SIGNLESS: Anyways.  SIGNLESS: Yeah you are right, that is the most outlandish get up I've ever seen. SIGNLESS: You look like a right tool. SIGNLESS: Heh...

SUMMONER: =What remaining laughter that was still in him dries up fairly quick from the weird vibe Kasvik is giving him right now. Shit. Maybe he went a little too far.= SUMMONER: nah,  SUMMONER: 1 wouldn't say tool, SUMMONER: well, the portrayal 1 gave just now 1s pretty tooly, so you'd be r1ght on the money about that,

SIGNLESS: True. SIGNLESS: -Hes just going to start grabbing his towel and comb and tuck those into his sylladex.-  SIGNLESS: Still though, good routine, you should be a comedian.

SUMMONER: =Laughter is the last thing he'd want right now, and he now feels gross for doing it in the first place. His expression far from as jovial as before.= kas, SUMMONER: =Walks to him to put a hand on his shoulder.= you okay? 1 was just mess1ng around, 1'm sorry 1f 1 went too far,

SIGNLESS: -He looks at the hand on his shoulder, and then up at Rhodri, by now his face is pretty solemn.- Sorry. Yeah I'm fine.  SIGNLESS: -Kasvik looks up and down his friend again, taking in the ridiculous but near disturbingly accurate costume, and then sighs before moving a hand to rub the back of his neck.- Its just uh.... SIGNLESS: Fuck. Its not you, you were great, that was awesome. Promise. SIGNLESS: I just... have a lot of trouble being reminded about back then. SIGNLESS: And not think of her. - Does he even need to specify who?-

SUMMONER: =The hand on his shoulder tightens in a reasurring grip, then a little rub.= don't apolog1ze man, you don't apolog1ze for your feel1ngs, SUMMONER: =The explaination makes him feel sick. Sick with himself. Fucking shit. He should have known better. The stupid costume now feels like it's burning his skin, his stomach a black hole. Still he gives Kasvik a crooked little smile.= 1 understand, 1 also-- =He stops himself, trailing off. Didn't matter about him right now, or any other time. How his insides would churn whenever he saw anything that reminded him of Granny, of The Dolorosa, of Karkat and everyone else that was gone.= SUMMONER: 1 should have known better honestly, 1'm really sorry,'

SIGNLESS: -He shakes his head and moves his hand to cover the one on his shoulder.- SIGNLESS: No don't apologize. We were just being dumb and having a good laugh, its not your fault. SIGNLESS: Hell, I shouldn't even let something like that get to me after all this time... SIGNLESS: Kind of a weird thing to do. SIGNLESS: -He takes in a shaky breath, but then hes pulling himself back together with another deep one, and hes got it.- SIGNLESS: Anyways.... SIGNLESS: You look good in leggings, you should wear them more often

SUMMONER: kas, don't talk l1ke that, 

SUMMONER: l1ke you "shouldn't" let someth1ng get to you, 1t's your emot1ons, those happen, and that's okay and how 1t 1s, 

SUMMONER: you can't stop yourself from hav1ng emot1ons, or hav1ng react1ons to 1t, 

SUMMONER: just s1tt1ng around and th1nk1ng about how you "shouldn't" feel a certa1n way 1s just go1ng to keep you back from process1ng 1t, 

SUMMONER: =Squeezes his shoulder again, and tries to turn him a bit towards him so he can give him a reassuring smile. Trying to ignore the voice in the back of his head yelling about how much of a fucking hypocrite he is.= keep you from mov1ng forward, 

SUMMONER: =Laughs faintly.= and yeah, for you maybe, =Winks.=

SIGNLESS: -He slowly turns with him, and the expression he has on his face is a slightly tired smile. Not fake at all, but also not as big as the grin earlier.-

SIGNLESS: -And he does actually chuckle when Rhodri winks at him and jokingly gives the taller troll a friendly elbow to the side.- Just for me? Well I feel special now.

SUMMONER: you should be, not many people that get pr1vate sess1ons to scope out my fun lumps, =Smiles crookedly and rubs Kas' shoulder.= 

SUMMONER: you'll be okay, 

SUMMONER: everyth1ng w1ll be, SUMMONER: 1t just takes t1me,

SIGNLESS: -He nods.- Thanks. For both your fun lumps and the kind words. 

SIGNLESS: -He still feels bad for ruining their funtimes though. He may be allowed to feel what he does but its always the worst when it affects others around him negatively.-

SUMMONER: =Grins.= anyt1me kas, 

SUMMONER: =Moves his hand away. It was kind of surreal standing here giving comfort to the one whose teachings and lessons had been his only comfort up through his life. Weird...= 

SUMMONER: 1'm go1ng to change out of th1s sh1t, but maybe you'd be up for hang1ng out? just gotta wash the dye out too and 1'd be ready to present you w1th the company of my lumps,

SIGNLESS: -He was kind of just as surreal (Well maybe a little less so) to be comforted by someone dressed up in a super accurate version of yourself from what felt like a lifetime ago.- 

SIGNLESS: Yes, I actually would be up for that. -He offers Rhodri another smile, this one far more sincere then the last.- And getting back to the beginnings of this talk, if you have that white wig then I can probably even try that on for you, heh.

SUMMONER: a1ght, then 1'll be qu1ck about 1t, can't wa1t to see you get all broody an1me protagon1st on me, =Small laugh.= 

SUMMONER: catch you 1n a few kas, =And there he goes.=

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0358

DAELOS: -briefly in the atrium when no one is around to check the security cameras.-

SIGNLESS: -No one around you say? Well that isn't true because Kasvik is passing through now! Or rather he is temporarily stopping to blink at the old troll working with the cameras. At first glance he thought it to be Darkleer, but now getting a better look he understands that to be very incorrect.-

DAELOS: -Well it's KIIIIIIINDA like Darkleer, except fatter, more crippled and generally less impressive in all aspects.-

DAELOS: -He feels eyes on him and turns around -?--

SIGNLESS: -Kinda Darkleer is still a lot better then actual Darkleer. Oh, but looks like he has been caught staring.- SIGNLESS: -Awkwardly clears his throat.- Apologies. I uh. Was observing and thought you to be someone else for a moment.

DAELOS: -If he knew that he had just been mistaken for Darkleer, he might have made an internal girly sound.-

DAELOS: -As it stands that never %es his mind.-

DAELOS: } --> -he does know who signless is. he is quite the revered figure on beforus. this is one awkward horse.-

DAELOS: } --> Oh

DAELOS: } --> No

DAELOS } --> I mean no trouble

SIGNLESS: -Well he can detect the awkwardness coming off this guy easy, but hes going to do his best to try and not make it worse.- Good then, I guess. SIGNLESS: -Whoops here comes some awkward silence on his end anyways.- ................... SIGNLESS: So... I believe I have seen you around before but we have never been introduced. -He steps closer to Daelos so they dont have a ridiculous amount of distance between them anymore.- My name is Kasvik.

DAELOS: -Signless's hatch name. He has a hatch name. He knows his matesprit but he never asked her hatch name. Should he have? It seems rude.-

DAELOS: -he is b100screening here.-

SIGNLESS: .............?

SIGNLESS: Im sorry I'm probably interrupting you from your work. -Abort maybe? This guy seems to be having a moment.-(edited)

DAELOS: -Also he usually introduces himself as Ma%inist, but given that the offspec used his hatch name.-. O. wait.-

DAELOS: } --> No you were not

DAELOS: } --> This is a simple enough task

DAELOS: } --> Just a formality really, since I already checked the internal systems

DAELOS: } --> I am Daelos

SIGNLESS: -Its kind of a relief that he no longer feels like awkwardly fleeing the scene.- Its nice to meet you Daelos. SIGNLESS: And simple task hm? -He looks towards one of the cameras and tilts his head a bit.- You know honestly I cant agree with you on that. But maybe thats just because I can hardly update my own husktop without getting in an argument with it. -Look at him. Having actual conversation with someone new. What improvement.-(edited)

DAELOS: -It's not something he does every day either.- } --> Yes

DAELOS: } --> I suppose it would be more accuarte to say it is a simple enough task, relatively speaking

DAELOS: } --> Given your tr001y archaic nature I can see why you would have difficulty adjusting

SIGNLESS: -Did he just call him old.- SIGNLESS: ........ Yeah. Hah. True. I mean Alternia was still pretty advanced in certain areas back then but it wasn't like I had great options for wifi or palm husks. Who knows how well they could have been traced, and also there were other things to spend money on.

DAELOS: } --> -nods- I find the entire situation quite fascinating, to be frank -keeps working on the camera.-

SIGNLESS: A lot of people seem to share that thought. All for their own understandable reasons of course. I just have never found it too interesting myself I suppose since, well, it is my own life. As cliche as that sounds. SIGNLESS: -He folds his arms contentedly and watches with some mild curiosity as Daelos continue to work.-

DAELOS: } --> -he's just making sure the motion sensors are working.-

DAELOS: } --> I am certain my countrymen may have taken some liberties, in any case

SIGNLESS: I would not doubt that. May I ask where you are from? -Just casual conversation question really. Plus its interesting to know what other people had thought his life was like hundreds of years ago.-

DAELOS: -He hasn't been asked that in a while. To most people it's fairly obvious.- } --> Beforus

DAELOS: } --> Formerly

SIGNLESS: Ah. Sorry, my condolences... -Great move.-

DAELOS: } --> -He can't be seen to fall apart every time someone mentions Beforus, so he merely nods and doesn't let himself think on it too hard.-

[cannonadeastriction]

📱 [Signless Mindfang Roxanne]

SIGNLESS:[ KASVVIK. ARE YE AWWAKE? IF SO THEN GO THE FUCK TA SLEEP. WWE BOTH KNOWW OL’ FOLK LIKE YE NEED TA GET YER REST.LYIN’ AWWAKE THINKIN’ ABOUT SHIT UP AND DOWWN AND BACK AGAIN UNTIL YER FEELIN’ SICK ISN’T GOIN’ TA CHANGE ANYTHIN’.WWELL OTHER THAN THE PREVVIOUSLY MENTIONED NAUSEA. BUT IF YER ALREADY AT THAT POINT, THEN LET ME KNOWW.WWE CAN GO FOR A WWALK UNTIL YER FEELIN’ LESS… LIKE THAT.REST WWELL. ]MINDFANG: 

[ I HAPPENED TA GET MY EYES FULLA ONE A THOSE WWRETCHED EIGHT LEGGED CREATURES JUST NOWW, AN’ IT MADE ME THINK A YE.MUST HAVVE BEEN THE HAIRY LEGS. OR HOWW IT KEPT HANGIN’ ANNOYIN’LY JUST IN THE CORNER A MY VVISION. EITHER WWAY. LETTIN’ YE KNOWW THAT I’M THINKIN’ A YE. (P.S. I KILLED IT.) ]ROXANNE:[ I FOUND ONE A RUSSET’S TOYS LODGED BETWWEEN MY COUCH CUSHIONS. YE MUSTA DROPPED IT LAST TIME YE BOTH WWERE OVVER. ARE YE AWWAKE? I’M COMIN’ ON OVVER WWITH IT. IT’S CLUTTERIN’ UP MY BLOCK.AN’ I’M SURE SHE MISSES IT. ]

[technologicatrophy-blog]

📱 [Signless]

Signless:

Ugh why are you the WORST.

II know you’re 200% asleep because you’re not a fuckIIng IInsomnIIac basshole lIIke some people we know (me) but II’m lIIke straddlIIng the lIIne between manIIc and depressed and maybe for some that’d just even out to normal but apparently not haha pans amIIrIIte. 

II dunno. II mIIss how thIIngs were. Before. II mIIss everyone beIIng together, even though II always felt a lIIttle left out. II mIIss not flIInchIIng when people touch me. II dIIdn’t even realIIze you know lIIke wow love your bodIIly autonomy whIIle you have IIt bc you never know when IIt’s gonna go out the porthole. 

ThIIs IIs stupIId and shIItty II’m not tryIIng to guIIlt you or anyfIIn. II just can’t say any of this shIIt usually. 

II mIIss her two.

Holy FUCK thIIs was a bad IIdea. Delete wIIthout readIIng, do not pass Go, do not collect 200 dollars. Sorry.

[gulescamisade]

TEREZI: -well, she certainly had been gone for a while, but now she is freshly bathed with a haircut that looked like two blind people did it and partially like one of them tried cutting the sap out without any real precision. She would probably have laughed at what she presumably looked like if she didn't feel so hollow.-

TEREZI: -she isn't paying attention to anything, much less holding her head up. Her sharp attention to her surrounds has diminished, and she doesn't feel like trying to sniff her way around. One hand was sliding along the wall as she walked and in the other, she had her cane, dragging it behind her.-

SIGNLESS: -It was lucky that Signless had some of his whits about him at least, because when he rounded the corner of the hallway he narrowly avoided clipping her shoulder. Kasvik had opened his mouth to mutter an apology and then continue onward with his business but when his eyes settled on who he had almost run into the words faded in his throat and his heart sank a little.-

SIGNLESS: ....Terezi. -He hadn't seen her at all since what had happened. Not that he had exactly tried looking that hard all these two weeks. Maybe he should have but he had his own selfish emotions to sort out at the time.-

TEREZI: -It's okay, Signless, you wouldnt have been able to find her anyway. Not when she didn't want to be found. She was about to duck away when she smelled him just before he said her name. it hurt deep into the pit of her stomach to smell a color so similar. She made brief eye contact (that is, over his shoulder) before opening her mouth to say... but no. She didn't have words; not for this. Terezi closed her mouth and her head drooped to focus on her feet.-

SIGNLESS: -He wasn't at all disappointed to not hear her reply, in fact he really was half expecting it. Kasvik stared at her with tired, pity filled eyes. Terezi was as much a friend to him as Karkat was, and to see her so obviously grieving and in distress was painful.-

SIGNLESS: I... I am so terribly sorry, Terezi.

TEREZI: -no, dont tell her this, no... She was trying to press it all down, but she heard this pain in Kasvik's voice and knew she wasn't the only one affected by this tragedy. Her face flickered into a grimace of pain and she placed a hand over her mouth to wipe it away-

TEREZI: -Reaching out for Kasvik's hand, she leaned her cane against the wall and placed her other hand over the back of his, squeezing. She knew he was. He didn’t have to say. She is sorry, too.-

SIGNLESS: -He lets her reach for him, and when she clasps his hand in hers, he uses his other to cover the top of her hand and squeezes back.- 

SIGNLESS: Thank you. -She doesn't have to say anything. He knows.-

SIGNLESS: He was... a good man. And if you need anything, anything at all. Please ask.

TEREZI: -she looked up at him this time, not being able to hide her face while her hands were preoccupied. Her chin quivered and she pressed her lips into a line, swallowing hard and turning her face away - she cant look at him and smell his sincerity. She doesn't want to. She-- She's grateful for it, honestly. This was much better than fake condolences.-

TEREZI: -removing a hand from the handwich, she patted the space just above his heart. Either of them may not be in the best state for helping anyone, but the offer stands for him, too.-

SIGNLESS: -He took in a breath and nodded. Maybe another person would hug her at this point, but Kasvik understood that she might not be feeling that level on contact. So instead he reached up and patted her hand on his chest before lowering it again.-

SIGNLESS: If you need time I am certain I can also look after Sirius too. Not that I doubt she isn't already in capable hands.

TEREZI: -Sirius has been with Sollux. And Dirk. And Jake. But she was sure that Sirius would like to spend some time with Sileas again. She opened her mouth to say this, but...no. She shouldn't. Sighing soundlessly, she pressed her lips together again.-

TEREZI: -She nodded again, making sure (hoping) it at least looked sincere.-

SIGNLESS: -He doesn't exactly feel the need to try and give her a fake reassuring smile. This wasn't a time for nonsensical gestures of pity, and a smile would not help her feel better. Kasvik understood loss all too well to bother with it.-

SIGNLESS: -He instead places his hand on her shoulder and gives it a gentle, supportive squeeze.- Do not try and push yourself to, but attempt to keep in contact with people. -That was his only advice as he retracts his hand again and turns, making plans to leave her be now.-

TEREZI: -she knew he was right, but how could she dare speak at all when she'd been such an advocate for mercy? The mercy that led to ALL OF THIS. She picked her cane off the wall and drove the end (Tak!) into the ground to get his attention.-

SIGNLESS: -The sound of the cane clacking against the wall succeeds in catching his ear and Kasvik pauses in his leave to turn and look at her again.-

SIGNLESS: Hm?

TEREZI: -taking out a marker from her sylladex, she scribbled something on her palm and held it up for him to see.-

TEREZI: -It says "thanks." Just "thanks" without capitals or numbers.-

SIGNLESS: ..... -That actually gets him to tilt the corners of his mouth upwards into a small smile.-

SIGNLESS: You are very welcome, Terezi.

TEREZI: -she lowered her hands to her sides and tried to mirror his expression. But it was nestled among the lines of pain on her face. A pain she knew Kasvik understood.-

SIGNLESS: -Ah yes. The pain of losing a dearly held loved one. Kasvik truly wished less people in this world knew the feeling.-

SIGNLESS: I believe that, while it will take an unpredictable amount of time, that you are strong enough to survive through this.

TEREZI: -Yes, she should be stronger. Since the crew of the UU were deemed outlaws, she never should have tried convincing people that they were better than the barbarians hunting them down. Nevermind that now. Morality was something they'd never truly been able to afford, and now it showed exactly why.-

TEREZI: -she nodded. She'd be stronger. She hated that Karkat had to die for her to see it this way. She would not allow forgiveness to hinder her actions again. That hesitation was no more.-