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Jade Green Grass and Cerulean Skies

With Vriska tucked snug in her arms, Kanaya fled for her life. Both of their lives, really. At this point there was no way the Condesce would let Vriska get away alive. She was a human too deeply involved in the world of vampire politics. Nothing could save her, no one could give her normal life back. If Kanaya were honest with herself, she would admit that that was exactly how she wanted it—to be the closest thing Vriska had to a savior. The second the cab driver had spoke, Kanaya recognized the voice as Gamzee’s. She had been able to connect the dots and knew that if she did not get them out of there quickly, they would be killed. A small flicker of pride was alight in Kanaya's heart for handling the situation as well as she did. Gamzee was known to kill at the drop of one of his shitty clown club, so the fact that she was able to escape unharmed was a feat no vampire had been able to perform in centuries. A small part of her felt like Vriska's hero, even though in actuality she was the devil who had dragged her down into the abyss in the first place. With disregard for her earlier vow of keeping the whole immigration process casual and inconspicuous, she broke out into her full speed, weaving through the crowded sidewalks with expert precision. Her stiletto heels slammed against the sidewalk, so hard she feared they might break, as she made her way in the direction of the park where her and Vriska had first met. Chances were, all the average passerby would see was a blur and wind. If she was lucky even Gamzee wouldn't be able to spot her. The sidewalks were crowded enough that this idea was plausible, but that did not encourage Kanaya slack off in the slightest. When she reached the forest of the park bumped into a tree, which sent a flock of crows fleeing, afraid. They took over the sky, turning everything black, but Kanaya did not have time to watch them, she kept running until she was so deep enough in the forest she was sure no one would find her. The momentum she had already built up wouldn't allowed her to halt suddenly, so she put one foot in front of the other and allowed the friction between her feet in the ground to stop her. The skid marks she left behind seemed a mile long and twice as deep. Kanaya carried Vriska, jogging deeper into the forest, away from the incriminating marks. Kanaya put Vriska down, then took a minute to get her bearings together. The world around her was spinning a little but she was able to get over it. Vriska, on the other hand, was still reeling. While Kanaya was trying to get the world to stop spinning, Vriska was busy vomiting in the bushes. "Oh dear..." Kanaya muttered quietly when she noticed. She went over to her girlfriend so she could pull back the longer bits of her hair, in order to avoid getting any vomit on it. The torrent didn't seem to want to stop. Before they left Dirk's house Vriska had insisted on cooking a large meal so they could stock up on energy. As she was suffered the consequences of her gluttony, Kanaya politely turned her head away. Once there was nothing left for Vriska to throw up and the dry heaving stopped, Vriska shakily wiped the back of her hand against her mouth and tried to straighten her back. Her cheeks were lit up like Christmas lights, and her eye were pointed at anything that wasn't Kanaya. "Sorry. Just. Holy shit, a lot of stuff is happening. Way too fast. Backlash, you know." She took in a shuddering breath then fell down to the ground, making sure to avoid the pool of vomit. Kanaya sat down carefully next to her, putting a delicate hand on her heated forehead. "There, there." she murmured, petting her bangs back, before threading her fingers through the hair. "I understand that this situation is going to be... difficult for you to adjust to and I hope you understand how sorry I am for dragging you into this. But I can assure you all will be well once we have gotten out of the country. The Condesce only has control over the North American continent. In Europe she is far less powerful. I'd even go as far to say that they hate her. She is too American, they say. And you know how Europeans loath Americans." Vriska look up from her knees at Kanaya giving her a small smile and giggle. "But won't they hate us too then? We are from America after all..." "I'm from France, actually. I have connections over there in Europe, don't worry. To be candid, I have more influence than she when it comes to Europe. There is a decent bit of folklore surrounding me, which is particularly popular over there." "Woah, so you're like, a celebrity?" Kanaya shrugged. "Cool." Vriska's grin ate up her entire face, making it look like no more than a group of pearly white teeth. "What's up with this Condesce bitch anyway? How did she find out about us? I thought we were careful. We put on disguises and eeeeeeeeverything. Also, who was that guy in the cab? And why did you start running when you saw him? Where exactly are we running to, anyway? What are we going to do when we get there? Will they keep coming after after us? Are we going to be able to escape?" Vriska shot out question after question with no break in between. Kanaya waited until she took a breath to cut in and answered her questions as quickly as Vriska spoke them, using her impeccable memory to answer them in the order they came. "I've already explained to you, in depth, the tension between me and Her Imperiousness. How exactly she found out about our plans, I can't be sure, but chances are she caught wind of me going to Dirk's then wired the house or used a similar method of espionage uncover our plan and concoct a counter attack. The guy in the cab was Gamzee. I started running because he was going to kill us, and we are running to the airport to aboard our plane to Switzerland. They will most likely keep coming after us. I have full confidence in my ability and believe that we will make it out. Once we are in Switzerland they won't be able to touch us. My friends over there have already agreed to house us and keep us safe. The Condesce will hardly be able to get past immigration with them on the case." She winked. Vriska bit her bottom lip and looked unsurely at Kanaya. "So you're sure everything will be alright once we're in Switzerland? You proooooooomise?" "Of course. You have my word." "Your word ain't worth shit, motherfucker." a voice from behind them barked. Kanaya froze where she was while Vriska briskly turned around, screaming a little when she saw the tall, lanky boy who looked younger than Kanaya, but he seemed older. His skin was crisp white and his hair was a sort of unsaturated black. He looked like someone had sucked away all his pigmentation, a common trait among vampires but it stood out most with Gamzee because of the face paint. The white paint practically melded with his skin while the black sat proud but out of place. Other over-bright colors clashed with the black and white scheme that skipped being ugly and was downright horrifying. He was something out of a nightmare. "The only place you all are goin' is right into the Condescension's dungeon, a'ight? We can't have all y'all motherfuckin' human lovers runnin' around and screwing up her human domination plans, ya dig?" he spoke easily, as if they were discussing something as simple as the weather. "Now, you're gonna come with me, quietly, unless you want me to all up and kill you right here." he told them, slowly pulling out a gun, then shooting, aiming so the bullet grazed Kanaya's cheek. She still didn't turn around to face him. "Come on now, Kan. Don't make this more difficult than it has to be." he said softly, walking in front of her and brushing her hair away from her face. The only visible response was the soft trembling of her hand, which Gamzee interpreted as fear. His interpretation was wrong. While his guard was relaxed tackled him to the ground, grabbing his feet from underneath him and pulling, then pinning him down with her weight. Surprised, Gamzee tried to shoot but the gun slipped out of his hand. "Fuck," he shouted when his head was slammed against the ground. Kanaya's knee was digging into his stomach and one of her hands was pressing down on his neck. The unoccupied hand grabbed the gun and pointed it against his forehead but before she could even get her finger on the trigger Gamzee shouted, "Motherfucker, wait! If you kill me, he'll kill her." At that moment she heard a high pitch scream in the background. She turned her head and cursed. Vriska was struggling against a large man who looked like a more terrifying version of Gamzee, with stitches across his mouth and a wide, happy grin. When Vriska turned her head to get a look at her captor, another scream tore through her throat. Working on autopilot, she started blindly thrashing and kicking and screaming for Kanaya to help, but he stood still as stone, unperturbed. If Kanaya didn't know better she would think he was just a statue. "What is going on? Explain, post-haste." she demanded looking down at the man beneath her hands, even more angry than before. "I had already surmised that the reasons for my persecution ran deeper than punishment for a law no one gives a damn about, but was I wrong in assuming ours deaths would satisfy her grudge against me for my refusal to join her army? What else could she possibly want from me at this point?" Gamzee gulped subtly, but not so subtly that Kanaya didn't notice. She pressed the gun harder against his head. "Don't try to stall." she hissed. "Well you see," Gamzee started, "The Condesce is definitely upset about you all up and rejecting her request...s to join her army so she figures we should try and, ah, persuade you a little more. To take up her offer. She got this idea that if we take you out of the human world they'll stop filling your head up with ideas of morality and other types of dumb shit. You're a vampire, sista, and you need to start acting like it. You've got all this motherfucking potential deep in your soul but it's being smothered by your god forsaken brain. You need to learn to just relax and obey." As he said the words he seemed to visibly relax, despite being in a situation where Kanaya could easily kill him. The fingers around his neck started to curl, digging her dangerously sharp nails into his skin, allowing the faux, clear blood vampires were blessed with to drip between her digits. He did not flinch. "What are the consequences if I choose not to abide?" she asked, unclenching her hand. "I just told you, motherfucker. Both of you get the ax. Are you really going to throw away eternity just 'cause you don't like her Imperiousness? Dumbest fucking idea I ever heard I thought you were supposed to be all smart and shit." he laughed lightheartedly. Gritting her teeth she shoved the gun in his mouth, shoving it down his throat, which made him stop laughing, but the corners of his lips were still pulled into a smile. "Shut up." she demanded evenly, glaring down at his unfazed expression. Back at Dirk's apartment they had gone over dozens of back up plans but none of them covered the situation they were in. Not by a long shot. The idea that the Condesce want her alive left Kanaya utterly baffled. A minutes passed. Then two. Then Another. And another. And another. Each second passed so more slowly than the last, so slowly they seemed to drag across their skin. All was still. Frozen. Except for Vriska, who couldn't stop fidgeting. It felt like a year passed before anyone spoke. "Oh my god, just do it Kanaya! Just join her stupid army, who even freaking cares we're all going to die one day anyway." she exploded, spit flying from her signature blue lips. "Sure you've got your eternal life powers because you're vampires bluh bluh but if this is what happens every time a political figure decides to date someone then I can't imagine you're all going to live very long." The disdain in her speech hung heavy in the air. "Alright." Kanaya conceded bitterly, pulling away the gun. "I'll go with you." she announced, stepping aside and allowing Gamzee to stand before getting right up in his face and saying, "I swear to God, if you harm one hair on Vriska's head I will rip this empire apart with my bare hands and cause destruction so great it will take decades to recover. Do you understand?" Gamzee pseudo nodded, his mind obviously elsewhere. To reinforce her point, Kanaya punched him in the jaw, sending him flying into a far away tree. In the distance, Kurloz looked alarmed. But he was not sure how to react. Receiving a similar treatment did not sound fun. "I asked if you understood." Kanaya shouted before walking towards him, slowly, like a cat stalking her prey. The anger simmering underneath her skin radiated out like steam. Her jaw was locked and tensed. Her eyes held a rage that made Gamzee scramble to back up when they met his. "If you think that pathetic excuse for a nod was supposed to be enough to communicate your comprehension of the weight behind my words and how sincere I was when I spoke them then you are dreadfully mistaken. If, for even a moment, your drug addled brain dares to hold my statement in disbelief, I need to know so I can at least attempt to pound and iota of sense in that minuscule thing residing in your cranium you like to pretend is a brain. Is that what you want?" she asked, stepping in his chest, and digging into it with the heel of her stiletto. "Do you need me to beat some sense into you? Because believe me, I would not mind." With Vriska thrown over his shoulder, Kurloz tried to rip Kanaya off, but Kanaya roundhouse kicked him. Her other foot was planted firmly on Gamzee’s chest, and as she spun her heel twisted the skin. She tried to grab Vriska using the momentum the kick had granted her, but Kurloz held strong and using his other hand he threw a punch, which missed. With the upper hand in her possession, Kanaya considered fighting Kurloz for Vriska then running but knew that would likely get Vriska murdered. Instead, she turned away from them, towards Gamzee. She lifted him up by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against tree so hard it created an indent. "As I was saying, before your partner so rudely interrupted me." she started, glaring at a, once again, statuesque Kurloz, "Keep Vriska as safe as you would keep the Empress, unless you went all hell to be unleashed. If that simple sentence is beyond your comprehension, I could always give you a taste of the power I hold. Is that what you want?" she whispered, almost kissing his ear with her lips. He shook his head, fearfully. "N-no ma'am." "Then I demand a proper response." she suddenly snarled, pushing him roughly against the tree, her nails digging into his shirt and scraping his skin, "Do you understand me, motherfucker?” With wide eyes and an entirely sober looking face he nodded with fervor. "Y-yeah I got you, sis. We'll take good care of your girlfriend, I promise. No need to get all up and violent, Kan. It's all chill. Just...come with us, okay? She'll be fine." Satisfied with his answer she pulled her hand away, allowing him to drop to the floor and stand on his own two feet. He rubbed at the where her hand had gripped. "Thank you. I appreciate it." she told him. "I assume you're going to take me to her headquarters." Gamzee nodded and lead them out of the woods, trying to keep his distance from Kanaya. "Yeah, motherfuck- er, ma'am. The Condesce herself wants to talk to you about joinin' the army. Maybe if you go quietly she'll even let you keep your girlfriend." he lied, which made Kanaya laugh. "Yes, I'm sure complying with her whims and joining an army whose sole purpose is to conquer and devalue humans will help completely change her perspective on their "right" to be romantically involved with a human. That idea makes perfect sense." she snarked. "Just cut the shit Gamzee we both know how this is will turn out. It's best you stay as uninvolved as possible." She sighed. "If only we could have just escaped in peace. It would have saves us all so much trouble." The ride to the headquarters did not take nearly as much time as Kanaya hoped it would. She pursed her lips as she stared at the large, gothic cathedral they pulled in front of. Obviously the perfect place for a horde of vampires to reside. A little cliché and melodramatic in Kanaya's opinion. The immediate inside was just like any other place of religious worship with prophets and saints lining the halls. It seemed innocent enough but once they got to the basement things became more and more sinister. It was almost comical, the correlation between their descent and how hellish the place became. At the very end of the spiraling stair case they had taken stood Karkat, in front of a large wooden door. His eyes avoided Kanaya as well as they could, but occasionally she would see them flicker in her direction. He exchanged a few official words with Gamzee before letting them pass. Then they had to walk down an obscenely long hall to get to the Condesce. Once they reached the end of the hallway, they came into view of the Empress. She was draped dramatically across her large golden throne, with one arm covering her eyes. On her forehead was a golden tiara Kanaya did not remember her ever wearing before, and in her hand was a gargantuan, golden 2x3dent, which Kanaya was well acquainted with. She had forgone any immediate guards, most likely to look more dramatic. Like she was the lone ruler of the empire, the only one competent enough to get anything done. After their footsteps stopped, the Empress histrionically slid down the thrown, onto the floor, leaving her 2x3dent leaning against the throne. She began to walk towards them with flourish. Her overly dramatic elegance was ruined by the ghetto twinge in her voice as she asked, "How you doin'?" in a way remnant of Wendy Williams. Kanaya resisted the urge to drag a tired hand down her face. "S'all good." Gamzee replied, fist bumping the Empress before backing away. "Here's the Kan, just like you asked." "Yeah, but I don't remember asking for that other thing you decided to bring me." she commented with a sour pout on her face. "Food ain't got no business listenin' in on the very important conversation that's 'bout to happen. You should have just killed her. Can't you dumbshits just take orders?" Gamzee struggled with an answer as to why he brought her. Feeling merciful, Kanaya stepped in. "I told them so long as they allowed her to travel with me safely, I would not put up a fight." The Condsece rolled her eyes, groaning. "Man, the fuck Karkat even let her in for, she should have just stayed outside wit him." She pouted "Whateva. I guess I just gotta deal. The more the merrier and all that shit." she sighed. "Anyway, go get the thing I asked you to fetch. We still need it." she said, shooing away Gamzee and Kurloz. They lingered around the opening into the hallway, sharing a look. "Okay now, I don't mean no motherfuckin' disrespect but wouldn't it be a better idea to have at least one of us in here with all y'all? At the very least, call in Vantas. He's the one who convinced you to use this method anyway. Don't he deserve to at least watch the fruits of his labor be born and all that wicked shit?" When Gamzee mentioned Karkat Meenah glanced towards Kanaya to see her reaction. Her face didn't falter which made Meenah's eye twitch. "I'll be fine, go. I want to do this shit alone, anyway." Hesitantly, the twin vampires left. Vriska stood awkwardly in a corner while the Condescension focused all of her attention on Kanaya. Their eyes locked, and stayed locked for a few minutes of tense silence. At first Kanaya's face was calculatedly calm whereas Meenah appeared constipated, her nose scrunched up and her brow furrowed. Gradually, their faces changed. Kanaya's became more confused and frustrated while Meenah's morphed into a more confident and self satisfied expression. Vriska stared on, baffled. "Are the two of you just going to stand around staring at each other or what?" she asked. They both ignored her. Another couple of minute passed before the silence was broken. "What are you doing." Kanaya hissed, looking greatly pained while the Condesce's face was as smug as she had ever. Her large, pointed teeth dominated her smile, making it look like she could kill someone with barely a nibble. It suddenly occurred to Kanaya that the Condesce was the first person she met who was taller than her. The Empress pointed to the tiara one her head, which was softly aglow. "This little nigga I found. I just so happened to find it on the cadaver of a vampire who was lying around, so I figured I'd take it. It's a mind control type joint. You know, makes any living thing bend to your whim and whatnot. It's been pretty fucking useful so far." As she explained it's powers, Kanaya could feel a sort of pressure on her mind increase. It felt as if something was trying to force itself in brain. She resisted by thinking and keeping her mind busy, so it would not give in to the splitting pain was threatening to break her concentration. Thankfully, decades of honing her intelligence by learning as much as she could was able to keep the Condesce new found magic at bay. Out of the corner of her eye, Kanaya saw Gamzee and Kurloz dragging in a limp form. Curiosity convinced her to turn her head a bit to see who it was. When she saw, she faltered. It was Dirk. Noticing her break in concentration, the Condesce pushed with her mind and was able to slip in for the first time. Kanaya gasped at the sudden pain and put her hands to her head, pushing them together and trying to squeeze the Condesce out but it was too late. She could already feel her mind starting to muddle as she lost control. As Kanaya weakened, the Condesce push in more and more, while leisurely walking to her throne. A limp Dirk was thrown at her feet. Flashing another grin at Kanaya, she lifted him up by his hair and pulled out a machete from under her chair. Deft fingers leisurely dragged the over-sized knife against his neck, careful not to draw blood. "I figured you'd be able to resist the magic since you ain't like most vampires. I hate to admit it but you are hella strong. And damn stubborn, won't do a fucking thing I say. S'annoying as shit man. I was hopin' this dope ass tiara would loosen you up a bit but figures you're still resisting. If I'd known they were gonna let you bring your little bitch along instead of eating her like I ordered I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of getting this guy, but whatever. Using both of them as blackmail ain't gonna hurt." As she said this, Gamzee took hold of Vriska, twisting her arms around her back where he held her wrists together in one hand. She didn't even bother trying to fight against him as he dragged her next to where the Condesce sat. "Wait a moment, what do you want with them?" Kanaya asked, shakily. Talking was getting harder. Simply standing was a struggle. It felt like half of her body had been taken over but she still managed to choke out, "I always figured humans were too below you to be included in negotiation tactics." "Well duh. But humans are good for one thing. Food. And if you don't just give in I'm gonna make their pitiful lives worthwhile." she emphasized the last word by pressing the machete harder against Dirk's neck. Kanaya tried to glare at them to look threatening but her gaze was weak and watery. It quickly fell. Then her eyes rolled back and her neck gave up on supporting her head. Groaning, she collapsed to her knees. Her torso folded over. Harsh, ragged growls were spilling from her chest. As she threw her head back she screamed in anger, trying to fight the Condesce influence but failing greatly. She caught glimpse of the steel drawing droplets of blood from Dirk's neck. A flicker of pearly white pressing against the flesh of Vriska's throat. The sights were enough to make her finally give in. The relief she felt when the pain ended and the Condesce slipped into her mind was almost orgasmic. It left her sweating and shuttering. Tears welled up in her eyes and when she blinked they were set free to run trails down her cheeks. Once the Condesce had control of her mind, it felt like she was floating in a white space and in front of her was a TV that had been put on mute. She could not move. She could not feel. Or breath. Or hear. Or speak. But she could see. She could still see and there were thoughts floating around regarding what she saw, although the thoughts were completely detached from her body. Chances were, the Condesce wanted her to watch as she did all sorts of horrible with her newly acquired weapon. Watch and lament. But at least Kanaya could take comfort in the fact that the loves of her life would be spared. Or so she thought, until she saw Gamzee's teeth slip easily Vriska's neck and the Condesce's machete slide across Dirk's neck, severing his head. She laughed grossly while holding his head up like a trophy while she drank from his neck like a fountain. Both were sloppy as they slurped up the blood gushing from the humans' necks, treating them like water fountains. Vriska's mouth was wide open, as were her eyes and the pain and was so evident in her face Kanaya swore she could hear her screams. Blood was spraying out of Dirk's neck so violently Kanaya swore she would hear the hiss and smell it, filling the room. Anger was boiling up so fast she thought she would explode. It was so vast and large the white space could hardly hold her and Kanaya almost thought she heard herself screaming. Then she realized she could hear herself screaming. And she heard Vriska screaming. And she heard and smell the blood coming from Dirk's neck. Everything felt muted and heavy, but Kanaya was definitely back in control of her own body. But her thoughts were not in control. They seemed a minute in delay. Her body moved before she could think and everyone seemed to be whirling. Everything was so confusing. The only thing Kanaya knew for sure was that she was angry. God was she angry. The red blood splashing all over the walls could barely capture the extent of red she saw flashing in her eyes as she lunged towards the Empress who had betrayed her. Then there was even more blood splashing over the walls. So much blood. Too much blood. It was flooding the room and it was flooding Kanaya, filling her from the bottom up. So much red, it was everywhere but it wasn't as red as it should be. It was mixed with something else. Something was watering it down. Something like blood, but not exactly. That was when Kanaya realized she had killed the Empress and the clear liquid splashed over her face was the artificial blood that filled the veins of vampires. A moment of horror ran through her and for a moment she knew what she did was wrong and panic was biting at the edge of her mind but all of those emotions were drowned out by the anger when she remembered what she had seen while in that white space. With the Condesce dead, her thoughts were no longer clouded by the power of the tiara and she was able to comprehend what had gone on. The Condesce had been arrogant and assumed Kanaya would be too weak to do anything but watch as her loves were devoured. How foolish. Any ounce of remorse for the crime she had committed was gone. She knew that. At her core, Meenah had become a horrible empress. A twang of remorse played in Kanaya as she thought about the mess she had left Karkat to dealt with. But she still could not regret a thing she did as she pulled Dirk's head from Meenah's lifeless hand and tucked it under her arm. Then she walked over to Vriska, who had passed out, and lifted her bridal style. For some reason she had the urge to go behind the throne in order to escape was pressing at her. Slightly disoriented, she walked over to where her mind told her too. She got there faster than expected. It felt like her body was moving faster than her mind, which left her with whiplash. She scrambled for the handle, but there was none. While her mind was telling her to go elsewhere there was a pressure in the back of her head that told her to press in one of the gold bricks that made up the wall behind the late Empress's throne. Then another and another until five were pressed in and a door slid open. As the fresh air from the dark tunnel rushed up to clear the fumes of blood from the room, her head began to clear as well. She realized that when the some of the Condesce's memory had gotten mingled with hers while Kanaya had been forcing the late Empress out. She also realized that she had taken large gulps of the Empress's blood. Since the Empress had such a hearty diet Kanaya was filled with more nutrients than her body was used to. As a result it felt like her body was on fire. Just as she was about to release that energy by running full speed to Dirk's house, she heard a groan from behind her. Moving faster than ever before, fueled by the Empress's blood, it took her less than a second to cross the room to where Gamzee sat. Her insides felt jittery, like they were vibrating. Her instincts were screaming at her to run run run run run run RUN RUN RUN GODDAMMIT RUN, but she didn't run. Instead she took a bite out of Gamzee's throat, leaving her mark. In his ear she hissed, "Tell them to stay away." And although he acted like he was sleeping she knew he was awake and he heard and he would tell them. Still ignoring her instincts, she walked leisurely back behind the throne. The feeling of having so much control over herself after having lost control was something Kanaya wanted to savor. It felt like there was so much energy in her she might burst. Once she found her way out of the labyrinth, using the lingering memories of the Condesce, she zipped to Dirk's apartment. Surprisingly no one was there. Feeling secure, finally, she laid Vriska down on the couch. There was a weak pulse, she could still be saved. The smart thing to do would be to call the ambulance and let them take care of Vriska, but Kanaya at that moment felt more selfish than smart. Right where Gamzee had bitten Kanaya started to salivate. Her spit filled the holes and Kanaya watched as the muscle and tissue began to repair themselves. After a few minutes of allowing her saliva to seep into Vriska's skin she kissed her on the lips, breathing into her. Eventually Vriska's breathing started to even out. The energy that had filled her before started to dissipate when her love was healed enough to breathe on her own. Kanaya stood, glanced at Vriska to make sure she was still breathing, then walked to Dirk's bathroom. As usual, she turned the water to scalding hot and allowed her dead body to soak in the temperature while she scrubbed away the blood that had began to dry and flake. The water swirling down the drain was surprisingly red. Kanaya didn't keep track of how long she was in there, relishing in the feeling of cleanliness, idly washing her scalp. It wasn't until there was a knock on the bathroom door that Kanaya remembered how much danger she was in, how urgent it was that she get to the airport. Lingering energy from consuming the Condesce's blood helped her quickly wrap a towel around her body and open the door before a second knock could come. For a moment she bristled and fear was running through her; the girl staring at her in the doorway was unfamiliar. But then Kanaya registered the tan, round cheeks and impressive bosom as that of her girlfriend’s. The hair cut had thrown her off for a moment. The fact that even she was fooled did help settle her nerves a bit. "K-kanaya? What happened?" she managed to choke out. Even though she tried to act strong, to hide the crack in her voice, to seem unfazed, Kanaya could still read her plain as day. In an effort to comfort, she wrapped her long arms around her shoulders and buried her face in Vriska's dyed brown hair. "Sssssh." she whispered, her voice vaguely muffled by the other woman's hair. "Don't speak. Not now. We don't have time for that." She threaded her fingers in the newly cut hair. It was still soft from Dirk's washing. At the thought of Dirk Kanaya's heart gave a lurch and a sense of urgency, a need to escape, filled her. "Come now, Vriska. It's time to go to the airport. Our flight is soon. We're going to have to hurry if we want to get through checking in time." "But wait, where are our bags?" Vriska pulled away, apprehension swirling in her watery eyes. Kanaya pressed a soft kiss to her tremulous lips, shooshing her gently. "Please set aside your worries and trust that I have everything taken care of. Because I do. Alright? The only thing you need to do is try not to puke." And with those words she lifted Vriska up, bridal style as per usual, and tapped into her Condescension powers. She wasn't sure how much energy she could derive from the few mouthfuls she had drunken, but damn if she wasn't going to make the most of it. She ran all the way down the stairs and out to the front building. The cab Gamzee had commandeered was still sitting there. Kanaya leaned Vriska against the cab then ripped open the door. The suitcases were still there. She carried two with her forearms and gave the biggest one to Vriska to hold on to while she was cradled in Kanaya's arms. With all of their things back in their possession, they were free to leave. Kanaya ran to the airport, taking no less than ten minutes. From then on they ran like a normal couple trying to catch their flight. There was no sight of vampires and the entire process was going smoothly. Still, Kanaya would not let herself relax until they were both resting safely in Switzerland. During the entire plane ride Kanaya sat awake, fearful. Planes weren't something to which she wasn't accustomed, in fact planes were her preferred way of travel after running, but the nagging feeling that something was going to go wrong kept eating at her. Vriska told her to relax and sleep. Kanaya promised she would and feigned sleep until Vriska was snoring against her shoulder. Then she went back to watching out. For what? She was not sure. It wasn't until the plane landed safely in Switzerland that Kanaya could feel safe, and when that feeling of safeness spread through her, letting her muscles relax she knew. She knew things were going to be okay. But when her girlfriend, her lover, her soulmate, looked up at her with blue fire flickering in her eyes she realized things weren't going to be okay. They were going to be fantastic.

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