[vvideo ♒ 01 ] havve you seen my sea princess

[forevveraglub]

[The feed clicks on and what is seen is a rather upset looking gray person with candy corn horns in the shape of lightning bolts.]

[He takes a second, staring into the camera to be sure it was working before he starts.]Low bloods! I hawe an issue that is a dire importance! This isn't no skyhorse shit or anythin' like that, I'm lookin' for someone

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[rainbowpalette]

After looking at the picture from multiple angles, Kanaya still isn't one-hundred percent convinced it's supposed to be Feferi. She's pretty sure, but not entirely. The purple tear stains on the paper don't exactly help either. What'd Eridan do, draw this thing with his foot?

A crueler troll would mock the artistic quality, but that's not in her, as glaringly bad as the drawing is.

"Is anyone offering to help you look?" she asks instead.

[forevveraglub]

Eridan wasn't really concerned about the quality, despite his earlier defensive comments about it to several other people. He just wanted to find Feferi and that was that. The picture was just there to help, even if it was a shitty help. Though he was sort of embarrassed to show the picture because of the obvious tear stains and what not. Though to his relief, no one had really mentioned it.

"Some hawe, but others are bein' assholes." Normal people wouldn't blame them with that display he had going, but he just couldn't quite grasp why they weren't just kissing his spinal crevice and doing what the highblood was demanding. He sighs looking into the video, this was stupid. He might as well talk to her in person than using this silly fucking device. So promptly he turns it off and goes down the stairs of their cottage to find Kanaya. Hoping that she was here; he hadn't taken any note as to what the background was behind her in the video after all.

"Kan?" He could really use some fucking emotional support right now.

[rainbowpalette]

She hears Eridan calling her from inside the cottage. "I'm in the garden!" she yells in a brief moment of unladylike behavior, hoping he hears her. If not, he can turn his Dreamberry back on and ask.

She turns back to the dirt she's been kneading under her claws, getting it nice and mulchy for the plants she's relocating from the forest. Their cottage is nice, but it's in desperate need of some landscaping. Good thing she's such a pro in this department.

[forevveraglub]

Eridan had heard something from outside, so deciding it was most probably Kanaya, he heads that way. Stepping out in the broad daylight was still something that was rather odd for him all things considered, but there was something that was strangely enjoyable about that warmth it brought. Nothing he'd ever comment on to anyone else, but it was a curious thought regardless.

Though he had to sigh when he saw Kanaya in their 'garden'. She was so adamant about having one and here she was, getting dirty with those stupid land plants. Like having a garden really fucking mattered, but okay Eridan would play along. Especially if pity and attention would later come of it.

"I see you're still gettin' dirty." Okay maybe that wasn't the best he could come up with, but it works. He crosses his arms over his chest in a haughty manner and just watches her with raised eyebrows.

[rainbowpalette]

"You should try it sometime," Kanaya tells him happily. "It's wonderful, getting your hands and claws in there and really turning the soil."

An idea comes to her. "Do you want to help me?" Maybe a little manual labor will take his mind off whatever he's obsessing about. All the signs are there; he's worked up about something or other.

[forevveraglub]

Eridan can't help but roll his eyes at the thought of gardening being wonderful. It seemed pointlessly messy and there wasn't any reason why they needed to aid the plants in growing. There were enough around as it was. There was a fucking forest just down the way, so why Kanaya even felt the need to bring any of that rubbish to their hive was beyond him. Eridan was magnanimous enough to allow it anyway, not that Kanaya would have listened to him if he had said otherwise about it.

But when she had offered him to join her, he just gives her an incredulous look. As if maybe she had grown a second head or something.

"Me? Gettin' my claws down in the dirt? Think again, Kan. I don't do that landlowin' plant grub sittin' shit okay?" Though he knew he wasn't going to be able to pull her away from her garden that easily, so instead, he looks off to the side with a grimace.

"I--ah. Well, if I were to help you, what exactly would you ewen need me to do? Looks like you'we got this cowered."

[rainbowpalette]

"What, really?"

She glances up at him, thinking for a minute that he's kidding, since there's no way the Eridan she knows would actually volunteer to help. Okay, it's not like he's really volunteered, but close enough. He looks serious enough though, if completely out of his element.

"If you would, can you bring those shrubs over here?" She points to the several plants she's unearthed and bundled for transplanting. "They're going around the sides of the cottage, and in the spring they'll have flowers on them," she explains happily.

[forevveraglub]

Eridan casually looks over at the aforementioned shrubs and knits his eyebrows a bit. This was not work a highblood royal should be doing but... Well. Fuck it, he would do it but god help him if he wasn't going to bitch the whole way. But first thing was first, he unclasps his cape and takes off his scarf--he was not about to get them dirty. Laying them on the rail of the small porch that the cottage donned before heading over to his newly gained objective wordlessly.

He definitely eyes them before rolling up his sleeves and--pauses.

"Kan what is the point a this? I mean, really. Weren't these fine where they were before?" He eyes her now with a certain indifference that was on the skirts of annoyance.

[rainbowpalette]

Kanaya blinks. The point? There really wasn't a point, besides making the cottage look prettier, making it feel more like a home. That, and it kept her busy, kept her mind off things... things like feeling lonely and lost and a little bit scared in this new world. Eridan might think he was the only one who felt those things, but he was just the worst at hiding it, and she was one of the best.

"I guess... I guess there isn't a point. It'd be nice, though, if you'd help." She shrugs and turns back to the ground, trying to hide the itching, stinging heat in the corner of her eyes. "If you don't want to, though, I'll get them later."

[forevveraglub]

He just stares at Kanaya a moment before he turns his gaze to the shrubs. He ponders a bit over if he was really going to stoop so low, if he was going to really do this. He glances at Kan one last time before bending at the waist to lift the shrub. He grimaces as he lifts the plant up, trying his best to keep it away from his body as he awkwardly carries it where Kanaya had indicated.

"This is so stupid, so fuckin' stupid Kan." Bitch bitch bitch, but you know what, he in a way owned Kanaya, so he was just going to deal with it best he could. Though, chances were Kanaya was not going to hear the end of his bitching about helping her. Or him shamelessly throwing in her face how he so generously helped her this one time.

Placing it down, he brushes his hands off before looking at his shirt--which to his horror--somehow got dirt on it. His face. Undue horror. Eridan was every bit of a neat freak and this was so fucking unacceptable it was offensive on degrees that should never even be touched"Fuckin' COD DAMNIT THIS IS STUPID, KAN! Why

[rainbowpalette]

She looks up, surprised (but not shocked) by the outburst, and then notices the dirt on his shirt. "Oh, that happens sometimes," she tells him, trying not to smile at how silly it is to freak out about something so small. "Just put it in with the rest of the laundry, I'll take care of it later."

Then her eyes travel to his face, and something about his expression just cuts into her. It's the disgust, the anger, the frustration... yeah, something's bothering him, and if she doesn't head this off quickly, it's going to explode.

She stands up, brushing her hands off on her skirt (an old one, just for gardening) and gestures to the porch. "What's on your mind, Eridan?"

[forevveraglub]

Eridan was fuming, so upset SO UPSET! Of course it wasn't like this was his only clothes, he had since gotten more. One outfit was not going to do good, even if he didn't want to accept the fact his stay here was going to be long term. He knew for the days he did stay here, he needed more than one change of clothes, he was stubborn not a moron. But regardless, it wasn't like he exactly wanted to get any of his clothes dirty at all. Even if he could just wash them and it'd be fine

[rainbowpalette]

Kanaya walks past him and sits on the front step of the porch. She gently pats the step next to her, indicating that she wants him to sit down next to her.

"Why don't you sit here with me and tell me all about it?" she offers. "Or if you like, you can go change your shirt first."

It's okay, really; she's a good friend, this is what she does, and if that means that sometimes her own feelings get pushed aside for the betterment of someone else... well, that's just how it is. This isn't the first time, and she's certain it won't be the last.

Just once, though, it'd be nice if someone listened to her.

[forevveraglub]

Eridan watches her as she approaches the porch and then takes her perch upon it before following. Taking his seat besides her, not worrying about the stupid shirt for now. His feelings were more important than it anyway. Feferi was more important

[rainbowpalette]

She lets him talk, lets himself slowly wind down, and as he does, she carefully watches his body language. He starts off with the usual dramatic, carefully studied and practiced displays, the ones that are almost good enough to pass for genuine, but those fade away quickly, decay into a dejected stoop in his shoulders, his arms limp and draped across his bony knees. He's not making eye contact anymore either, and she knows what that means... she'd done the same thing not moments before

[forevveraglub]

Eridan continues to watch the clouds over head go by in passive silence till Kanaya finally speaks up. At first, it doesn't exactly register what she had asked. So while it did its best to get the gears in his head turning, he just looks to her with a quizzical expression. When it finally really clicks as to what she had asked him, he briskly turns his head, not looking at her anymore, mulling over what the answer could be.

It was obvious what kind of matesprit Feferi didn't want.

When he answers, he can't help but allow his soreness to leak through his words. His bitterness flooding each syllable like the waters did the earth in that biblical story the trolls knew nothing about. Unless there was some ironic troll version to it, but that wasn't important right now.

"I'd imagine... Giwen the ewidence, she wants a four-horned, disgustin' commoner a the mustard-blooded wariety." Pure venom in his words. His brows knitting as he his mind went to ponder the one he was describing. How he absolutely loathed that peasant, that good for