kiss the cook

woah like fuck that text i be putting there is mostly unreadable, like damn. the backgrounds so motherfucking pretty though, like that shit is a miracle unto itself. ya know? anyways this be the blog of one gamzee makara ,although i guess you be already knowing that. otherwise why would you be all up in following a brother around? shits crazy in the most wonderful of ways. ya know? well i guess ill be posting shit when i all up in get around to it, although i guess a motherfucker cant be seeing the future so who knows. i could get hit by a four wheel device or some shit well mayhaps i can see the future like when im sleeping and shit but i dont remember, but i dont know that seems in the realms of improbability to me.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

==> Gamzee: Be the hero

[concupiscencechemist-blog]

Carefully tossing the zombie corpse out the window, a new voice causes your adrenaline to rise a bit. The first thing you could really think of was an intelligent daylight zombie. Tired and out of breath, you grab your spear once again, and slowly approach the voice. A thin trail of blue blood followed you. Man, you really should have bandaged up your hand before you grabbed your spear. A figure taking shape, it takes a few moments for you to recognize it as your friend, Gamzee. A sigh of relief escapes your lips as you straighten up. The exhaustion in your voice was clearly visible, once you spoke.

“Hey Gamzee… What are you doing here..? I nearly thought you were another zombie.”

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

You don't even hesitate, instead wrapping her in your arms. The hug is too tight and lasts too long you're just so relieved. There are no words, for you at least the gesture is enough. The fact that there could still be a threat doesn't occur to you until far too long has past. When it does you immediately act pushing her into a position of safety behind you, the plan being that if they wanted her they would have to go through him. "you're safe now." you tried to sound reassuring, but even you could hear the uncertainty in your voice. You try to silence any doubt by looking as deadly as possible, it wouldn't intimidate any zombies but it would reassure Feferi at least. The shadows in the room come to life, your eyes going dark. It wasn't a side you rarely seen, you knew how you looked, you barely seemed like a troll any more. You needed to be ready though, you were going to protect this girl even if it meant tapping into a power you never wanted, one which in all honesty frightened you more than anything else.

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya ignores the first sentence, but shivers upon hearing the second. "a BULGE for ha/rdress/ng? /'M not stoop/ng that low, you know?" Kanaya makes a disgusted face and nudges Gamzee to sit down, looking around for her scissors. "jeez, you're the one who has a bulge for bak/ng."

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

Gamzee grins when he notices her shiver, he makes a mental note to be more crude around her in future.

Gamzee grins when he notices her shiver, he makes a mental note to be more crude when talking to her, it evidently had an effect. Although not to the extent that she couldn’t repeat his own insult back at him. 

"im kind of finding it hard to be insulted seeing as youre all up in repeating what i said. like i hate to be breaking it to ya sis but im not going to be losing any sleep today after that one."i dont remember the part where i was agreeing to this sis." He shrugs anyway, sure he wants to make Kanaya’s life difficult, but he doesn’t really care about his hair and even he knows that he will probably look better for it.

hen talking to her, it evidently had an effect. Although not to the extent that she couldn’t repeat his own insult back at him. 

"im kind of finding it hard to be insulted seeing as youre all up in repeating what i said. like i hate to be breaking it to ya sis but im not going to be losing any sleep today after that one."i dont remember the part where i was agreeing to this sis." He shrugs anyway, sure he wants to make Kanaya’s life difficult, but he doesn’t really care about his hair and even he knows that he will probably look better for it. "oh and by the way sis, i dont just bake. i do all sorts of cooking, i aint being some one trick hoofbeast."

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya sighs and rolls her eyes. She begins speaking in her usual condescending voice. "/ th/nk that you let a rab/d Meowbeast on your ha/r. plus, when was the last t/Me you coMbed /t?" She lets out a chuckle. "/'M offer/ng a ha/rcut, not to cut your throat." Kanaya placed a hand on her hip and quirked an eyebrow. "jeez, /'M not *that* v/olent."

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

"yeah, youre saying that, not really gonna help me if i end up with a bald in my neck." He knows she isn't actually going to do that, she may not like the low blood but he's pretty sure she doesn't want him dead, if he had any doubt that earlier kiss definitely convinced him otherwise.

"im still not knowing what id be getting out of it. like im guess you have a bulge for hairdressing or whatever but thats your thing."  

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya frowned, a bit dissapointed. She expected a sassy reply, but he was actually serious. Once he landed the kiss on her cheek, Kanaya blushed and sputtered a few words. "/-/ d/dn't really..." God she had no idea how to do this. Kanaya mumbled an apology, she wanted him to dislike her the same way she disliked him. Did he prefer the red quadrant?

"gaMzee, please stop. / st/ll need to f/n/sh someth/ng. allow me to at least f/x up your Mess of a ha/r."

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

"y-you didn't really what sis? i was just been considerate, cant be expecting you to spend too much time with the lower classes. after all a sister cant be knowing where weve been." he's teasing now, pretending that he had just been messing with her. Of course that wasn't the truth but she didn't need to know that. It wasn't the best cover but hopefully she would be flustered enough not to notice. 

"woah, woah wait. whats being wrong with my hair?" He already knew the answer, the fact that it was a mess didn't both him, but for a neat freak like Kanaya he could see how that would irk her to no end. "im not really seeing why i should be letting you near my head with scissors sis, not really getting anything out of it."

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

"well / do expect you to glubb/n leave." Kanaya flipped her shaggy hair and bit her inner lip. Had she just done that? That was a stupid move.

Kanaya looked at the floor, waiting for Gamzee to walk out of her hive. God she wanted to scream into a pillow or something.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

He sighs, normally he'd argue with her, but not right now. "well if youre serious about wanting me to leave then i guess ill be going then." Maybe she was regretting it, well Gamzee sure as hell didn't. There was no pint in arguing though, maybe she just didn't dislike him in that way and regretted her actions. He turns to leave, swooping in to plant a kiss on her cheek before he goes. Not the blackest gesture ever, but there was little else he could do at this point, without being in a quadrant anything truly black would be a violation. "later princess."

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya growls, already blushing a soft shade of fuchsia. She turns around and mumbles something.

She knew he liked the cupcake, he had to. "you l/ke the cupcake, just... shut up and adM/t /t." Kanaya had no idea what else to say. "but, hey, thank you for all the compl/Ments. / know /'M perfect." She took a step towards Gamzee, an intense gaze set upon him. Kanaya smirked and nodded before leaning and placing her lips on his. She pulled back and spoke in her usual condescending voice. "now go on back to your h/ve, h/pp/e."

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

Wait, did she just...? How was he supposed to respond to that? Sure he had been imagining it just moments before, but now that it happened all he could do was stand there a goofy grin on his face, he wasn't blushing though, that definately wasn't a thing that was happening. Blushing in front of Kanaya would just be embarrassing. Yeah, denial didn't really help things. Finally he recovered enough to respond "woah, wait sis, you can't be doing something like that and then be expecting me to leave." At least not before he had a chance of getting his own back.

[affectionatearchaeologist-blog]

♣ vicer0y mustardscale w0uld l0ve it if y0u c0uld paint him! 0u0 ♣

♣ and yay, i get t0 try y0ur c00king! 0u0 ♣

♣ m0m will be really happy t0 see y0u; that is, if y0u d0n’t fall int0 the h0les in my lawnring. 0_0 ♣

♣ but i w0n’t all0w y0u t0 fall, haha; i’ll be there t0 guide y0u ar0und the h0les in case. ♣

♣ s0me 0f the narr0w pathways break d0wn. 0_0 ♣

♣ teasp00n p0wers, activate! 0u0 ♣

♣ h0pefully tavr0s will c0me back s00n, if he did g0 s0mewhere. ♣

♣ we c0uld have fun t0gether and watch m0vies! 0u0 ♣

♣ haha, i guess y0u’re right! ♣

♣ archae0l0gy makes me s0 0bsessively excited that, well, n0b0dy wants t0 stay ar0und f0r t00 l0ng while i’m like that. 0u0 ♣

♣ a cl0ud chair? ♣

♣ n0w that’s a th0ught; i’d l0ve t0 get s0mething like that! ♣

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

im liking his name, viceroy mustardscale sounds like he would have been a cool bro

thats not a special thing, i could be cooking you something whenever you want

even the seahags been trying it

its cool if i fall, i could probably be getting back out again

like im thinking it would be dark down there

i kind of work well in that situation

you should be using spoonkind, then no motherfucker would be daring to mess with you

yeah thatd be cool, its kind of weird that were not all here

even if we arent all getting our talk on with our brothers and sisters

but yeah watching movies would be awesome, wait do you mean with me or tavbro? because it would be kind of awkward if i get excited about something that isnt happening

wait reall? there are people whom dont want to be hanging out with you. thats not cool

like your excitement is seeming pretty cute to this brother, some people could be having different opinions though

hmm maybe i could be figuring out how to make one, its kind of being like art right?

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya watched him take the cupcake in his hands and speak. She took in his condescending tone of voice and matched it with her own, irritated. "actually, / Must say /t was... d/fferent. not soMeth/ng /'d enjoy do/ng More than once. /'d prefer other people do /t for Me."

She watched as he compared the cake and the cupcake, cake obviously better. Her eyes glared at him as he took a bite. Kanaya saw his expression change as he noticed the raisins, a smirk growing on her face. Once she heard the opinion, her eyes brightened, but she spoke in a cold manner. "/ knew /t was go/ng to be good." Her eye twitched, noticing he spoke with his mouth full. Kanaya chewed on her cheek, glaring at his smug smile. "swallow before you talk, lowblood." God she seriously hated saying lowblood. And GOD did she want to smash his cake in his face.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

"makes sense that you wouldnt want to be doing things for yourself." He grunted, "after all an heiress has staff for shit like that, im betting that youre worried that you would be breaking a nail or some shit." He smirks for the fist time imagining her actually trying to cook, even if he felt differently about her it would be a funny mental image. 

"now i wasnt saying it was good, not bad for a beginner though." He tried to continue his heir of condescension. unfortunately unlike the highblood it wasn't a tone that came naturally to him. Sure he knew he was a better cook, but he didn't consider himself a better troll than anyone else, including the frowning troll stood before him. Her arrogance would have been more annoying if he didn't notice her reaction, even if she tried to hide it she was pleased, It was nice to know that she at least cared about his opinion. This time he did swallow before speaking. "sure thing princess, wouldnt want to be upsetting your delicate sensibilities." His tone is as mocking as he can make it, the wink after princess would hopefully add to the insult.

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya diverted her gaze to see Gamzee entering her hive. She looked at him and growled a reply. "/ look better than everyone naturally, so / don't have to fret." She paced behind Gamzee, passing infront of him with a simple swerve. She moved gracefully towards where the pasties lay, grabbing one and turning around. She quirked an eyebrow and spoke. "/ take /t you l/ke my h/ve? people usually do." Gog she had to divert her gaze again to keep from staring. Kanaya walked towards Gamzee and offered the cupcake, her gaze locked onto the pastry. Kanaya just wanted to comb his hair off, it was such a mess. "take /t, h/pp/e."

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

So maybe she did look better, the level of arrogance it takes to admit that though. Well it annoyed Gamzee more than if anyone else had said it anyway. He tried not to let his irritation show though, just the same absant minded smile as always. Gamzee watched her movements, the level of grace was impressive, like Gamzee himself had an almost surprising level himself but he couldn't compare to that. Although she had probably been taught how to behave and act in the most civillized of fashions since her pupation.

"its alright, if youre all up in being into that kind of thing." His tone was deliberately condescending, he wasn't sure what kind of thing he meant, but if he could a rise out of it then that was all that mattered. Placing his own cake next to them for easy comparison, he apprazed the cupcake making sure to be needlessley thourough, it was always good to keep her in suspence. Finally he takes a bite, the raisons are a surprise, she had deviated from the recipie, a fact that was more shocking but overall they were good. "pretty good" He purposefully spoke with his mouth full, wow it was weird, since he had got here each of his actions had been designed to iritate her as much as possible, usually he didn't think like that. Although usually he didn't feel for people the way he felt about Kanaya.

[affectionatearchaeologist-blog]

♣ i d0n’t really drink milk that much, s0 i guess it’s s0rt 0f 0kay if i spill the last 0f my milk? 0_0 ♣

♣ well, there’s this drag0n skelet0n i f0und a few days ag0 and assembled! 0u0 ♣

♣ it’s s0000 c00l; it’s like s0me s0rt 0f guard f0r my lawnring! 0u0 ♣

♣ i sh0uld talk t0 tavr0s at least 0nce and check 0n him; he seems kind 0f distant. ♣

♣ and heeeey, teasp00ns can be very deadly, y0u kn0w! 0u0 ♣

♣ i f0und a sweep 0ld skelet0n 0f a gr0wlbeast and guess what i f0und d0wn its thr0at? ♣

♣ a TEASP00N! 0u0 ♣

♣ it must’ve ch0ked 0n it 0r s0mething, which w0uld’ve been pretty stupid 0f it. 0u0 ♣

♣ why w0uld it even ingest a teasp00n in the first place? ♣

♣ that is the questi0n. 0_0 ♣

♣ y0u can give me tips 0n h0w t0 ‘let the tweetbeast 0ut’? ♣

♣ h0w exactly d0es 0ne metaph0rically d0 that pr0perly, h0nestly? 0_0 ♣

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

wow that is pretty motherfucking rad

like woah

maybe i could be coming over to paint that shit

it would be cool as fuck

plus itd give you an opportunity to be trying my cooking

so yeah im thinking the same about tavbro

maybe hes doing something important though

like travelling or someshit

thats awesome, ill never be looking at a teaspoon the same way now

like who knows what it could be planning

besides i use pankind i probably shouldnt be up doubting the effectivness of cooking equipment

well i cant be saying how

like thats being up to the individual

like cooking helps me get the chill on

other fuckers stress the fuck out about it though

like your digs are probably helping you relax right

well sounds more like theyre making you excited

but if youre happy you arent being stressed which is close enough

maybe we could get you a super comfy chair or something though

then itll be like youre sitting on a cloud and if a motherfucker isnt wanting to do that they must be having a sad life

[guillotineapparition-deactivate]

Kanaya had been waiting for a while after the last message. It was not long before she stood, already bored. She began to pace, thoughtfully tugging on her hair. It had been a while since she even tried something new, and now someone's going to taste it? Kanaya walked along her kitchen before a nearby mirror caught her attention. She looked at herself, covered in powder. Gog that was embarrassing, her hair was dead flat and her clothing was stained. She looked like a dying meowbeast. With a yelp, Kanaya ran over to her room to fix herself up.

Her room was a wonderful mix of colors, a rainbow of fabrics. There laid her comb when she heard a knock on the door. As fast as she could, she changed and combed her hair. Kanaya sprinted towards the door, an icy glare already pasted on her face. The soon-to-be empress opened the door and looked at Gamzee, standing about a head taller than her with a smug grin on his face. "hello, GaMzee. please coMe /n." Kanaya hissed each word, moving aside to let him in.

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Seems he'd already annoyed her, good. "you took your time, i would be saying you were getting ready, but by the looks of thins i'm doubting that shit." She actually looked fine, maybe a little more disheveled than usual, but it was Kanaya, even her looking bad was a hell of a lot better than pretty much anyone else. God why did she have to be hot? It would be much easier to hate her if she didn't so often appear in his thoughts. Maybe it was becoming harder to tell himself that his feelings were purely platonic. 

It was hard not to be impressed by Kanaya's hive, even if she wasn't an heiress her eye for color and the fact that everything was meticulously kept, well it was beautiful. Too neat for Gamzee's tastes, he preferred a hive to seem lived in, but it blew his house, and pretty much anyone else's out of the water. Barging past her he walks to what he presumes must be the nutrition block, this like the hallway was incredible, thankfully he was mindful enough of the company not to stare in awe, but only just.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

==>Gamzee: Visit your hatefriend

You close the tab with a slight smirk, it was weird how little control you have over the urge to aggravate her whenever possible. Then she was probably unused to it, everyone catering to her every need. It's not like you had had a bad life, doesn't mean you were unaware of the plight of others, unlike her in her protective little cocoon, she seemed completely oblivious to it all. Not that you're really one to talk. It was nice that you had at least inspired her to start cooking.

Leaving your hive you take a moment to take in the nights sky, from your hive you can just about see the ocean, the two combined make an incredibly beautiful site. You make a mental note to paint it, well maybe you could just paint a litt... no that was probably a bad idea. You already had a tone of paintings of this very scene anyway, Well not this very scene, the sky is always changing, but close enough. You're pretty sure a troll philosopher said something about stepping in the same river twice, well the same thing applied to the sky, apart from not really.

Weren't you doing something? Oh right the sea hags. You set of at a steady pace, a pan clasped in hand, more because you enjoyed playing with it then any fear for your life. Although you wouldn't put it past Kanaya to set up an ambush, actually that's stupid, she wouldn't do that. Part of you knows that you have been villainizing her, she represents all of the conflict in your society, which is stupid. It's just easier to blame someone, she no doubt is doing something similar with you. 

These thought of your unusual relationship with the heiress carry you most of the way to her hive, occasionally other things distract you but your main focus is definitely the fuchsia blood. Arriving at her hive you have a brief panic about not remembering to bring her anything, thankfully you sylladex is very rarely without any food in it. It only takes a moments searching to find something presentable, the only problem with his wok fetchmodus is things come out randomly, alternately this is also one of your favorite things about it. Nice to get a surprise sometimes. Putting on your best shiteating grin you knock on the door to her hive, it's quite difficult balancing the cake that would almost definitely outshine anything she would have made. 

[affectionatearchaeologist-blog]

♣ n0, i d0n’t sulk that 0ften. ♣

♣ i never get the chance t0 anyway, and besides, it wastes the time i c0uld be using t0 g0 0n an imp0rtant archae0l0gical dig! 0u0 ♣

♣ nah, i w0uld rather n0t use my lusus as a s0rt 0f messenger between what i want and what y0u want; that w0uld be terribly silly! ♣

♣ and besides, like i said bef0re, adventure is my middle name, s0 i’ll try everything that perks my interest, 0r anything that just spells ‘adventure’! 0u0 ♣

♣ i think tavr0s used to flarp, 0r maybe he’s still flarping with the 0thers? 0?0 ♣

♣ i d0n’t kn0w, i haven’t been talking t0 him yet and i haven’t flarped in a while either. ♣

♣ besides, my lusus has pretty much l0cked me int0 my lawnring f0r the wh0le perigee 0r s0, 0r at least, i think she did; i can’t really remember if it’s 0nly a week 0r a wh0le perigee. ♣

♣ yeah, i guess i’m getting a little t00 w0rked up 0ver that… ♣

♣ it still b0thers me t0 bits th0ugh. ♣

♣ i really sh0uld ‘p0p a fayg0’ 0r s0mething. ♣

♣ my nerves are m0re jittery than a tweetbeast in a cage! 0_0 ♣

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

ok thats probably a good thing no point in being upset about shit

well unless its being really upsetting

like when you spill the last of your milk

oh yeah i be forgetting that youre into that shit

thats cool as fuck 

you be finding anything interesting as of late?

haha fair enough i suppose shell having more important things to be all up in doing

yeah i dunno if that was a thing hes being doing in the past or not like maybe i was imagining it or some shit

and i guess its probably a good thing you arent doing it that shit seems kind of dangerous

like i dont be intending to offend a motherfucker but youre seeming to me about as deadly as a teaspoon

especially when youre making this face 0u0

well im an expert in getting my chill on

i bet i could be giving you some tips

you just need to be letting the tweet beast out is all

[milkmadeicecream]

The making of MilkMade flavor of the month, #89, Strawberry Festival

Step 2: Mix the strawberry with our signature cheesecake base. Pretty pleased with the wave art that happened.

[affectionatearchaeologist-blog]

♣ well, yes, c0mpr0mise is truly much better than having t0 settle f0r an0ther’s decisi0n and let the 0ther 0ne sulk in the abluti0n trap like a wriggler because they didn’t get what they wanted. ♣

♣ and like i said, y0u d0n’t need t0 change anything, i’m perfectly fine with whatever y0u want! 0u0 ♣

♣ aradia adventure megid0… that s0unds like a spectacularly spectacular name! 0u0 ♣

♣ shame i can’t change the name my lusus gave me. ♣

♣ thanks gamzee. ♣

♣ i w0uldn’t be able t0 live with myself if i f0und 0ut t00 late ab0ut s0me0ne’s death. 0n0 ♣

♣ and yes, i supp0se there are w0rse things than being miss fussyfangs. ♣

♣ like being a psych0pathic killer, f0r example. ♣

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

does that be happening to you often?

cause i cant be remembering the last time i was getting my sulk on

like shit i dont think i be doing that often even when i was a wriggler

well ok then ill just be making whatever if thats what youre wanting

i dont think that you would be changing it

just adding a bit like there is being a difference between the two

maybe you could try and get your lusi to say it and then youre not even changing shit

um wait are you worrying that some motherfucker is gonna start killing people

because like i cant be seeing that happen

like even our friends whom are like all ferocious and shir probably wouldnt be killing one another

unless youre thinking its some other troll that we dont be knowing

but like ive been seeing all of our friends whom get their flarp on talking

well apart from tavbro

wait does he even be flarping? im not actually sure

it doesnt be mattering

youre all up in getting yourself worked up over shit that may not be happening

sis you need to be getting a chill on, pop a faygo or whatever fucking thing it is that is making you happy

thingsll be fine if youre believing that they will be

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

==> Gamzee: Be the hero

[concupiscencechemist-blog]

Daylight zombies; the most annoying little shits ever. Every time you fight one, you are reminded about the hole in your hive and how you still haven’t repaired it. You always tell yourself you’d do it but you wind up ignoring the task and pushing it to a later date. Your train of thoughts clouded, you weren’t aware of the zombie now trying to land an attack on you. Luckily, you ducked in time and stumbled back, crashing into your chemistry table. Test tubes and beakers fell over, making you wince when a few broke on the floor around you. A small swear escapes your lips as one beaker broke right by your hand, letting the shards of glass cut your palm a bit. Drawing your hand back, you reach for your spear. Aim for the head…and…throw! A smirk grows across your lips when your spear tip hits dead-center in the middle of the zombie’s forehead. The undead creature falls back onto your floor, a sickly amber blood pooling from the fatal wound. Pulling yourself to your feet, you work your spear out of its’ head and look at the hole in the wall. Every night you question how those stupid zombies get past the fence you made.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

It wasn’t long before you arrive at her hive, faster than you had ever made the trek but then this level of urgency was a new experience for you. The menacing fence she set up in order to protect her hive looms above you, thankfully there’s a tree a short distance away, moving as fast as you can you kick off of it, that and burst of shadow to springboard yourself over. It’s a long drop and it was luck rather than skill that allowed you to catch yourself. So far you were truly pushing yourself, doing things you didn’t think yourself capable of, but it would mean nothing if he was too late to help her. The whole in the side of her hive is the obvious place to look, how else would the motherfucking things be getting into her hive? Last time you had checked they couldn’t open doors.  It’s a struggle to get up to the whole, you can already feel the strain on your psionics and who knew if you would need them, plus rendering himself without his shadowed protection would undoubtedly be a bad things. Upon gaining entrance the site that greets you isn’t a happy one, the room is in ruins, Feferi’s prized chemistry set in ruins, she wouldn’t have allowed damage to it if it could be avoided. Even without that there was evidence of a struggle, blood both blue and sickly amber decorated the floor, so much like your art, but the true meaning of it takes all beauty from the scene. You don’t have to be a hunter to know which way Feferi must have gone. “FEFERI!”  Your voice sounds hysterical even to yourself, it was easy being unaware, you don’t know how to deal with this, with the idea of losing someone. The fact that you weren’t here to help weighs heavily on your mind, but she would be fine, if you believe in it hard enough maybe that would make it slightly more true.  You can’t get the image of her lying their broken out of your mind though, even if things do turn out all right that image will haunt your dreams for sweeps to come.

[tranquilcaboose-blog]

==> Gamzee: Be the hero

She would be ok, it was Feferi, of course she would be fine. She had to be, but as the minutes stretched into what felt like hours you found it hard to do what had always come so naturally, you couldn’t lie to yourself. Maybe she would be ok, she was a tough chick after all, but you couldn’t be sure and it was an uncertainty you couldn’t live with. Inevitably the choice was made, you would check on her, as if there had even been any other option. Acting almost on instinct you grab your strife specious; pankind had seemed like a good idea at the time, but not that you actually needed you can’t recall why it seemed such a great idea. Stepping outside you summon shadow to cloak yourself, it had never occurred to you to try this before, but then you had never needed to. Another time you would have marvelled at the fact that you looked like something from a troll horror movie, but right now that seemed an entirely different troll, a distant memory rather than who you were just moments before, for the first time you were taking charge of your destiny. Setting off you hope that you aren’t too late, even with the shadows granting you extra speed you fear it won’t be enough.