An obscene racket wakes Rena and alerts her to what she believes are early risers! By the time she's had her morning shower and gotten dressed, the unholiest part of the hatemaking is over and she decides to go see if anyone was hurt. Sounded like someone was skinning live donkeys out there or something.
It's her first trip out to the park, and it doesn't take her long to find the Libra-marked treehive with all the junk beautiful decorations hanging off it. She stands on the grass below and peers up.
By that point, Terezi had already lazily rolled over and gone to sleep-- or she would have, were it not for the high-pitched shrill that warbled on in the background of an already hideously squeaky voice.
"Grrwrrlrrr..." She throws her sheets over Karkat and climbs over him for the front area of the car (its interior long ago refurbished into a bed), sticking her head out the window. "What the fuck do you want?"
Rena had been looking at the door, so she's a little surprised by the assault from a window. Oh, it's another troll! She smiles, suddenly a little unsure if she should be here.
"Oh! Hey. Uh, I heard noises, so I thought I'd see what was going on. It sounded like somebody skewered a Heturil in there. Are you all right?"
Terezi's upper lip curls with disgust, cringing a little as the squealy undertones in the woman's voice wring through her ears. "What the fuck are you-- no, everything's fine! Go away. And turn off the damn microphone, it's killing my ears."
Something told the troll she wouldn't be rid of this pest so soon.
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It's her first trip out to the park, and it doesn't take her long to find the Libra-marked treehive with all the junk beautiful decorations hanging off it. She stands on the grass below and peers up.
"Hellooo? Everyone okay in there?"
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"Grrwrrlrrr..." She throws her sheets over Karkat and climbs over him for the front area of the car (its interior long ago refurbished into a bed), sticking her head out the window. "What the fuck do you want?"
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"Oh! Hey. Uh, I heard noises, so I thought I'd see what was going on. It sounded like somebody skewered a Heturil in there. Are you all right?"
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Terezi's upper lip curls with disgust, cringing a little as the squealy undertones in the woman's voice wring through her ears. "What the fuck are you-- no, everything's fine! Go away. And turn off the damn microphone, it's killing my ears."
Something told the troll she wouldn't be rid of this pest so soon.
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