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[soldarius]

WHO: bullhorned & soldarius
WHERE: some park in the City.
WHEN: Sunday night. CAN WE MAKE THIS SUNDAY MORNING... like 12AM or something.
WARNINGS: NONE. Possible woobieness from Tavros. 8'(
SUMMARY: Tavros... meets Kate... only not really.
FORMAT: QUICKLOG.

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[bullhorned]

[He's been human a month, but he still has trouble sleeping sometimes. It's strange the way his memories scream this is dangerous you shouldn't be out here there are monsters and undead and you will burn when he goes out during the day, but his body says the exact same thing at night. Except... without the part about burning. Also possibly the part about the undead. He certainly hasn't seen any since he's been here, but that doesn't mean that Earth undead aren't just sneakier then Alternian undead]

[Anyway. He doesn't usually come out this far, especially when it's this dark and he has to peer into the shadows like he never used to. Makes his skin crawl. Especially knowing Gamzee's out here somewhere-- No. No, he's not going to think about that right now. Right now... he is going to... climb this little hill here, and... maybe... close his eyes for a bit. It is very nice out, and it's not like he's tired]

[Maybe he is tired? Bah, who cares. It'll only be a moment anyway]

SUDDENLY PRESENT TENSE

[soldarius]

[ In the moment she's secured her line across another ledge and peered down, the horns are what draw her attention. It's instant recognition and honestly, how can she forget those horns and the kid who they belonged to?

She draws back the line, already sauntering down the ledge and searching for another railing she can toss it and swing over.

Had it been any other hour (preferably a bright one) she could just carry on. But it was late night and a boy -- troll -- who had told her someone had murdered his kind was sitting out in the middle of a park.

She eyes his wheelchair with interest as she descends. She's never seen a wheelchair like this. ]

......oh... WOOPS WELL PRESENT TENSE IS A BETTER TENSE ANYWAY NYA NYA

[bullhorned]

[There is a slight sound in the air. It reminds him vaguely of the sound his clothes made when he was... falling. No. The sound his clothes made when he was in the rocket car, and flying. Yes, better]

[Either way, it's enough to make him blink and pull himself out of that half-asleep haze. He probably imagined it... His eyes follow a human as he crosses the street and disappears around a corner, before glancing off in the opposite direction. Back towards the MAC. He should get back before it turns out he didn't imagine it and something terrible happens...]

/uses creepiest icon

[soldarius]

[ His senses must be sharper than she anticipated. Her fingers brush over the grass as she lands on the ground, feeling the coolness and soft dirt. She eventually rises and approaches the boy from behind.

She speaks quietly but gently, as not to frighten him. ]

You shouldn't be out here alone.