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[seeingeyespit]

Who: seeingeyespit and eightshoutpoles
Where: Slytherin 2nd year girl's dorm
When: 12/15
What: Vriska arrives and Terezi...is herself.
Rating: PG, possibly leaning into PG-13 territory because of language/content

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[eightshoutpoles]

A troll-- even a highblood troll who has a big, relatively safe hive to live in-- learns to sense the presence of another living creature, even while asleep. It's a survival thing, really. After all, letting your guard down too much just makes you into an easy target.

This is probably why it takes Vriska roughly eight seconds to realize that she isn't alone, and she shoots up in the bed almost immediately.

Upon waking, several thoughts rush through her mind very quickly.

Thought one: Terezi is in her respite block. Thought two: Never mind, this isn't her respite block. Thought three: She doesn't even remember going to sleep. Thought four: This is not a recuperacoon.

"What the fuck!" she yells, immediately trying to swing herself off of the bed stand up. Unfortunately, she's unaccustomed to sheets and blankets, so all that she succeeds in doing is getting her legs all tangled up and accidentally falling onto the floor with a loud THUMP.

[seeingeyespit]

From above her echoes that eternally confounding sound, Terezi's trademark...

"Hehehehehe! Look what the purrbeast dragged in!"

She moves around to the side other side of the bed to better leer down at Vriska again. As though the eyepatch hadn't been weird enough on Terezi's first observation, now that Vriska is flailing free of the blankets Terezi can smell the metallic twang of her robotic arm.

Which is not a feature that Vriska should have...right?

Terezi jabs at Vriska with her cane, still grinning despite this intriguing development.

"Did you trade your delicious orange pajamas for that stupid dumb roboarm? Hehehehe!"

[eightshoutpoles]

Shoving the cane away, Vriska does her best to hide the fact that she's really, really confused.

"Delicious orange pajamas? Man! More stupid bullshit that no one cares about from Pyrope; no surprise there!" Kicking the last of the blankets away, she starts looking around for her shoes. "So this is the game, huh? Real nice if you guys to put me to sleep before bringing me in! ... And what are you doing here, anyway?"

[seeingeyespit]

Unfortunately, the words she is saying undo that illusion pretty quickly by sheer virtue of them not making sense. At least to Terezi, who isn't aware that Vriska could be from a different point on the timeline than her.

"I know it's stupid bullshit, but you're the one who's always crowing about them! Ooh, I'm Vriska, look at me in my sparkling god clothes, I'm soooooooo cool!"

But then she frowns. It's like every new thing Vriska says makes less sense than what came before it.

"Does this look like the Veil to you? No, we're not in the game."