<_< *blows off dust on muse* I'd prefer no typing quirk for dialogue, though.n0_m0re_d00mOctober 17 2011, 21:43:42 UTC
Just when you think you get out of here, waiting for friends no less, the Hotel had to drag her back within it's clutches. It didn't quite bother Aradia so much, for when she returned to the Green Sun after her last trip from the Hotel no time had passed. And if anyone knew about Time, it would be Aradia.
And where she had been placed wasn't nearly as nice as the first time around. Still red, just a shade brighter than her own blood, and still gaudy; but there wasn't a lot of softness or comfort within the room. At the least, she decided, they kept her tunic. That was awfully nice. However the pictures on the walls made Aradia slightly... uncomfortable with memories she often pushed away.
Well, there was a lovely whip if her powers decided to flicker in and out of existence around here again, and well there was a bed and...
She froze. Of course she expected to see him eventually, she'd have to see them all, but she didn't expect to see him alive or in this room. "Equius?"
Aradia's aged up and always has been since tossing her
( ... )
-_- never got the notif for this! no typing quirks it is.boss_me_aroundOctober 19 2011, 20:14:39 UTC
Equius was just as surprised as Aradia, that he was alive and well, the last thing he could recall was a rather painful, but glorious choking sensation and the insane face of a most worthy highblood.
With a broken bow in hand, the blue blooded Troll trembled, gasped and touched his throat. He was living, breathing and sweating profusely already. It was just as he leant in, pulling those dark broken shades down with the tip of a fingers, to gaze closer at the odd pink skinned images in the pictures, the human body looked so strange - just as he squinted sulfur coloured eyes, he heard his name.
"Err...?" At first, he assumed it was the painting talking, perhaps some kind of technology, but no, as he soon discovered upon turning to face non other than Aradia. Now there was a surprise.
"You're alive." Aradia's flat tone even shocks her. When she had seen the others before the Hotel whisked them away, there had been delight to see friends alive, sound of mind, relatively normal. A real treat to experience before being whisked off. Of course, they had been delighted to see her.
But they didn't have this weird... weird... well, Aradia at the time had considered it as kismesissitude on her end. But she had been in that robot body and she was sure things had been tampered with it and...
Her eyes narrowed, budding rage uncurled in her stomach as she approached him. She stalked across the room towards him, small compared to his size and height, but she hand her hands on her hips and the ruby wings shook with fury. She might be in a relatively fragile form, but she didn't care. "I blow up and all you dare to say is 'Err'?"
Here she comes, that gutterblooded, gracefully elegant troll, the one he adored so greatly to the point that he'd try anything to have her be with him - even if that anything meant tampering with the program he had set in that robotic body he'd so carefully created for her.
There was a moment just then as she neared him, that he'd assumed she'd strike him. Part of him wanted that conflict, wanted to feel the slight sting of pain her delicate hand could deliver - yet the other part of him just wanted to pick her up, hold her in his strong arms and hold her.. non of which would happen, he knew that.
"N-not at all, I have a great amount of words to share with you, Aradia. Only, I never considered we would be meeting in such...curious surroundings."
There went the sweating again as he stared down at her through broken shades.
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And where she had been placed wasn't nearly as nice as the first time around. Still red, just a shade brighter than her own blood, and still gaudy; but there wasn't a lot of softness or comfort within the room. At the least, she decided, they kept her tunic. That was awfully nice. However the pictures on the walls made Aradia slightly... uncomfortable with memories she often pushed away.
Well, there was a lovely whip if her powers decided to flicker in and out of existence around here again, and well there was a bed and...
She froze. Of course she expected to see him eventually, she'd have to see them all, but she didn't expect to see him alive or in this room. "Equius?"
Aradia's aged up and always has been since tossing her ( ... )
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With a broken bow in hand, the blue blooded Troll trembled, gasped and touched his throat. He was living, breathing and sweating profusely already. It was just as he leant in, pulling those dark broken shades down with the tip of a fingers, to gaze closer at the odd pink skinned images in the pictures, the human body looked so strange - just as he squinted sulfur coloured eyes, he heard his name.
"Err...?" At first, he assumed it was the painting talking, perhaps some kind of technology, but no, as he soon discovered upon turning to face non other than Aradia. Now there was a surprise.
[ooc: Take all the anger out on him bb lol xD]
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But they didn't have this weird... weird... well, Aradia at the time had considered it as kismesissitude on her end. But she had been in that robot body and she was sure things had been tampered with it and...
Her eyes narrowed, budding rage uncurled in her stomach as she approached him. She stalked across the room towards him, small compared to his size and height, but she hand her hands on her hips and the ruby wings shook with fury. She might be in a relatively fragile form, but she didn't care. "I blow up and all you dare to say is 'Err'?"
(ooc: awesome!)
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There was a moment just then as she neared him, that he'd assumed she'd strike him. Part of him wanted that conflict, wanted to feel the slight sting of pain her delicate hand could deliver - yet the other part of him just wanted to pick her up, hold her in his strong arms and hold her.. non of which would happen, he knew that.
"N-not at all, I have a great amount of words to share with you, Aradia. Only, I never considered we would be meeting in such...curious surroundings."
There went the sweating again as he stared down at her through broken shades.
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