#vriska 01

[rauubtier-blog]

@vrizkaserketz

Her mood is poor, but Wolf is making an effort to get by without losing the last of her head on something ridiculous. So, she treats herself for a time, buying a sandwich for lunch and taking Popcorn on a long, long run. By the time she’s managed to stop, she’s far into a place she doesn’t often travel, sweaty and a little bit tired. She feels better, at least.

Wolf has seen trolls before, but never bothered to speak to any. However, she feels a bit like asking about the strange eye that this one has. 

“This,” she says, tapping under her own eye, marking the spot on the stranger.

“An old injury?”

[handsel-blog1]

@parenthesesgrip

The first face she manages to focus on makes absolutely no sense to her foggy head. A cosplayer? That’s the best she has right now, given her headache and the frantic mantra drumming along in her head. A quick check of her composure, and Celestia rolls back her shoulders, casting a long glance to this stranger. 

“Ahem-” 

“Pray tell. What exactly is this place supposed to be?”