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Krosix tilted his head gently to the side. He could just barely hear the little cerulean’s bloodpusher jump, beat just a little bit faster. Where it anyone else, he would acknowledge that jump as fear. But he knew better. And could feel the pity welling up inside himself and making his expression soften just a tad bit.

Carefully, he lifted a hand and wiped away the bit of blood from where Eidiya bit his lip. “Carreful.” He rumbled, voice rough as always, sounding more like a purr than an actual word.

He raised an eyebrow at the cerulean’s words. Had he really never been to his hive? A moment went into his thought process, then he was kneeling just a bit and lifting Eidiya with one arm under his knees. It was easy enough. Krosix was a big troll, and Eidiya was….pretty small. Of course, most trolls were small compared to Kro.

“You wannt a tourr?”

        A tour. Yes, that sounded good. He settled his head comfortably against Krosix’s chest without hitting him with the sharp tips of his horns, eyes softening. Ah, this was lovely.

“Yes. Please show me everything,” Eidiya breathed, slender hands resting on the other’s shoulders. Up here, suspended two feet higher than he typically stood, he felt like he could see everything. He stared down at the plants and smiled; a nasty little smirk of superiority over these snapping and drooling flowers.

Yes, he was bigger than them now.

“Take me wherever you think is best, I’m here for the ride.” He stretched his legs out over his matesprit’s powerful arms, “I think I might need to be carried, my legs are so weak and I’m so pitiful.”

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ocean man - Eidiya & Aluula

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Aluula skidded to a halt just out of the range of Eidiya’s blade. It was easy enough to pull out his escrima sticks. His pupils dilating with adrenaline and the wonderfully romantic hatred filling his veins.

“Yuu think yuu can get my head with that thing? I think yuu got somethin’ rotten in yuur thinkpan.” Fins flared and Aluula flashed all four sets of teeth in his jaws, just briefly.

He took a half step closer, adjusting his stance so his footing was more stable in the sand. Unlike the cerulean, he was barefoot, currently. Boots somewhere in the ocean, probably at the door of his hive. He hadn’t planned on stepping on land when he went out. But something got his bloodpusher pumping so here he was. 

“Yuu really want me to leave?” If he said yes, he would. Aluula was a lot of things, manipulator among them. But he wouldn’t force a pitch fight on anyone. Even Eidiya. Maybe it was a curse. Violet’s and Cerulean’s in pitch relationships weren’t meant to happen. Seemed disastrous in the history books.

        Was that tentativeness? Eidiya took the opportunity to lurch forward, leaping into the violet blood with gusto, leaving his weapon in the sand. He wrapped his legs around Aluula’s waist and gripped his shoulders, trying to slam the other into the sand. He thought maybe the motion was clear- a violent question.

Stay.

The Cerulean hooked his claws into the webbing of Aluula’s wetsuit but didn’t tear, unmoving. He took in a breath, the hatred bubbling in his stomach making way for something new; the look on the Violet blood’s face- 

It was pitiful.

“Are you here to play games?” His voice was a his, his fangs causing his words to lisp slightly, the s’s sharp and drawn out like a hissbeast. “I can feed you to my lusus but you might make her sick.” Eidiya lifted a hand to grab the other troll’s horn, using it as an anchor to drag his chin upward.

He was infuriating to look at, that sloped smile and sleepy eyes, the freckles spotting his cheeks and tips of his fins. The way he looked so feral but didn’t seem to have the heart for it. He hated him, he hated that pitiful expression and those perfectly warm eyes-! 

“I’ll eat you instead.”

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Color painted Krosix’s world in every way except literally painting. Plants and flowers decorated a majority of his hive, inside and out. Some dangerous, absolutely. It wouldn’t be Alternia if it wasn’t dangerous. But some of them were just there to look nice, plants he’d gotten from a Jade a while back in exchange for something or other, he couldn’t remember.

The only room that wasn’t heavily decorated with the plant life was the room he was in now. In the back of his hive, with easy access outside and the compost heap he had back there. Which was where most of the Olive was going now that the meat and bones had been separated. Meat going in the freezing storage unit and organs going in another container to be taken out. He wasn’t sure where the bones would go, so he’d leave them for now. The bloodpusher went in a jar, something to take to the Mirthful Messiah’s in a day or so.

He had just finished cleaning the blade he used when he heard it. The oddly quiet voice of his Matesprit. Had he said he was coming today? Maybe they’d made some sort of plans that Krosix couldn’t remember, maybe they didn’t. He’d had his hands covered in gore and hadn’t checked his palmhusk since the day began.

Setting aside the blade, he got up. Better to find Eidiya before he became lunch for one of the more dangerous plants out in the main room. There were a few carnivorous ones, after all. So he lumbered out, spotting the cerulean easily and winding his way over to him.

“….Did I forget a date?” Was the first thing out of his mouth.

       Eidiya’s bloodpusher went soft; he felt the flush that crawled its way over his cheeks and knew he looked like a wriggler in that moment- surrounded by hostile plant life and trembling with pity. By the Sufferer he was juvenile! He placed his arms over his chest and cast his gaze to the side, fixing them on a flower that more resembled a purr beast than plant. He swore it blinked at him.

“No,” He began, biting his lip and drawing a bit of brilliant blue blood to the surface. “I wanted-” oh no, here he went, “I was in the neighborhood looking for- um, croak beasts.”

Maybe he should have taken the easier route and stop verbally shitposting and get to the point. Just say you wanted to see him. Instead he simply placed a hand on the larger troll’s impressive shoulder and offered up something of a devil-may-care smile. “Besides I’ve never seen your hive and I was in the neighborhood.”

Just say you wanted to see him!

“So what do you say for a good ol’ stomping around the block until the sun comes up?”

Forget it.

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ocean man - Eidiya & Aluula

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     It wasn’t often Aluula actually took a pause from surfing by stopping on a beach. Pausing from surfing usually meant laying back on his board and watching the sky change from late night to early morning before disappearing back under the waves to his own hive. 

   But this was a special beach. Or special enough to pull up and drag his board with him and let his skin dry out a bit in the cold ocean breeze. He was looking for someone. A hatred digging into his skin and pulling him here. Royal violet eyes caught the look of the ocean from the sand, though, and distracted him. Enough that he didn’t see the troll he had come looking for in the first place until a snap and crunch in the stand made his fins flare open and settle back.

 He turned, eyes catching with his quarry. A grin, more of a grimace really (nothing like the handsome smile he would pull for his matesprit,) pulled his features and he finished making his way up onto the sand, dropping his board and breaking into more of a run.

      Eidiya stiffened, drawing loosening his weapon from his side, holding still to allow for the sea dweller to get within a foot’s distance of him. He took a step back, the sickle-like weapon clutched behind his back as he swung forward, the blade freed from the pole of the weapon on a chain.

It slashed at the empty air between them, ample warning for the offending troll not to get closer. “Back off or it will be your head,” He hissed, fanged teeth poised in threat, sharp pupils narrowing to tinier slits. Every eye that lined his spine snapped to attention, blind as they may be in the confines of his clothing; he was ready for a fight.

He couldn’t overpower a violet blood, and if by some miracle he did he would be very quickly culled for murdering a noble. But he could defend himself, he could- he could throw himself at the creature and bite until there was nothing left to rend from bone! He could- Eidiya’s breath came harshly, a thrill of familiar fury creeping into his bones. “Get off my land.”

What else could he say? ‘Please come inside my hive and kill me, feed me to you lusus’ or something? Offer his neck as a tasty meal? Like he would give himself up freely to the gnashing teeth of the monster before him. He hefted his bladed weapon up, the whip snapping back into its casing, converting it into a simple sickle, another threat.

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@rippedapart-chucklevoodoos

       Eidiya didn’t often think too seriously about what his Matesprit did with his free time. Krosix was quiet; he was a stalwart wall of a troll and it was hard to even get a sentence out of him. Maybe the cerulean blood was going about things the wrong way; maybe the pity just wasn’t there.

Which was what a coward would say, obviously. Eidiya Ishara was no coward and he wasn’t going to give up for some arbitrary reason that wasn’t worth the metaphorical sopor in his recouperacoon. He’d bite the piercing metal cylinder of a snapbang and delve into the matter with fervor.

[TA] toxicAnalgesic began trolling anthrophagistGardner [GA]

TA: im coming over

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 Except- well, he didn’t expect to see a world of color entering his Matesprit’s hive. Most colorful things on Alternia often meant it would eat you in some, horrifically specific way. Maybe he should have given his Matesprit time to respond to his demand. 

Well, the Ishara line was never known for tact and likely never would be.

“Krosix?” He called, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he was- well, afraid his yelling would wake the plants. Not that he was scared or anything. Not at all. 

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ocean man - Eidiya & Aluula

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         It was the kind of anger that just kept cutting and cutting and it left him feeling raw and uncomfortable; a hatred stoked by sparks from a blade rather than the flames of a hearth. His taloned fingers curled sharply over his chest, resting lightly over his bloodpusher. Eidiya’s cerulean gaze fixed on the sea dweller that had seemed to teleport himself into what was essentially his backyard. Maybe having a hive so far removed from typical Trollian society that it breached the territory of tyrants was a bad call on his Ancestor’s part.

The troll crossed his arms as if to keep the harsh heat of his blooming hate from escaping into the frigid air. Oh, no. He took a staggering step back, his boot sinking into wet sand by rapidly increasing increments. Soon, he thought, he would be swallowed by the Mystery Beasts that lurked under the beach, their maws waiting for a troll of his relatively small stature to consume. At 6′4″ he stood nearly no chance of escape.

Maybe he hadn’t been noticed yet? Perhaps the sea dweller had yet to notice the way Eidiya gaped at him, teeth bared to the glistening moonlight like some hateful rainbow drinker of bygone times? Another step; this time his boot struck what was likely the bones of some smaller, weaker creature that had been spit up by the sea during its rage. The snapping crunch would have been appreciated under normal circumstances, it was a unique sound that made his long, pointed ears stand at attention. Of course, the sound carried. It became some sort of booming echo that seemed engineered to carry exactly to the sea dweller at his current position in the water.

“Damn.”

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