[ on the other hand, Vriska's spent much of the night having problems that mostly involve (a) malfunctioning doomsday devices, and (b) uncooperative spiderfood. When she hears someone at her hive door, she stomps up the fifty gazillion stairs into the main part of her castle, only answering for one reason and one reason alone: she hopes that it's Equius or Eridan, or somebody else she can punch in the face without feeling bad about it. When she does push the door to, covered in a mixture of oil, soot, and half the hemospectrum of blood, and carrying a rusty pipe, Vriska's face falls when she sees it's Kanaya ]
Oh. Fussyfangs. What do you want? [ did they have plans? Vriska can't remember. Either way, it seems pretty suspect to her that she'd come aaaaaaaall the way out here without a damn good reason ]
[Caroline wandered into the place she was supposed to meet her date. She didn't even know why she had agreed to this but here she was. Going to sit down, she laid the daisy she had on the table, showing her date who she was.]
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[Look how cool and suave he is, Hermione.
Spoilers: he's not feeling nearly as cool and suave as he's pretending he is.]
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Thank you. [wait he couldn't leave it at that. He was supposed to say something else, right]
Er. How are you?
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Oh. Fussyfangs. What do you want? [ did they have plans? Vriska can't remember. Either way, it seems pretty suspect to her that she'd come aaaaaaaall the way out here without a damn good reason ]
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I honestly should have known better.
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Uh... are you supposed to be my date?
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