Conversation 001

[meddlefussyfang]

Characters: meddlefussyfang and vatheon

Location:  The Plaza, in one of the fountains. :/
Time: Mid-morning
Style: I'm starting it in prose, but if you want your characters to just text at her that is fine too
Status: Open!

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[meddlefussyfang]

[Kanaya had been around the area a bit now, having woken in one of the fountains, been given tours, and eventually exploring the coral. She was returning to it now, humming as she continued her explorations of the place.

The sudden greetings from familiar people were becoming familiar by now. It seemed she had been missed, which was a nice feeling... but being greeted by this voice was a different feeling, almost as if her beloved lusus had greeted her. Which was ridiculous, as this charlatan had never truly aided her. He had maneuvered her into some desired position, and then disappeared again. She was not glad to see or hear him. Really. She was annoyed to see the figure who manipulated her in her youth, and who had set into motion any number of schemes throughout their game. Annoyance made far more sense.]

Doc Scratch... You are also here then? I... did not expect to meet you again.

I am going with the Do Something approach rather than waiting for a perfect muse.

[meddlefussyfang]

I have not come to any harm in my time here thus far.

[This is awkward. Kanaya was very deliberately snubbing that message, and thus any interaction with him. But with him here, there were questions she wanted laid to rest. She had noticed he did not lie except by lies of omission. If he answered directly, maybe the answers would be trustworthy...?]

Did you know we would come here?

Bear with him; he knew the last Kan. : D;;

[amidstreason]

[ ... And then there was a glowing not-quite-human looking teenager who spotted the young troll.

Kanaya...?

They'd talked a bit before, and he had reassured her about Rose. He'd met Feferi once before as well, and was somewhat familiar with the trolls by now. Not very, but somewhat.

His own yellow eyes were taking her in, as if he'd expected to see a ghost. Maybe others would come back, too? ]

You're Kanaya-san, right? Talk about getting soaked... I don't think anyone's landed in the fountain before when they get here.

Are you okay?

Oh noooooo He's Nocturne's main character, right?

[meddlefussyfang]

[And just as she was getting out of the fountain, she was greeted by an unfamiliar---person? He looked a little like the humans, with no horns and pale skin. But then again, he had properly yellow eyes, and these strange glowing blue skin designs which fit neither human nor troll.

And to top the strangeness off, he knew her. At least the previous passersby had either been acquaintances or strangers. He's going to be getting a vaguely confused expression, with no familiarity on it.]

Ah, yes I am Kanaya. Did one of the others let you know I had... arrived here?

...I'm fine. I should have realized that remaining in close proximity to the fountain would negate the drying effect of the towels somewhat.

... He is yes ♥

[amidstreason]

[ A moment's pause, and he shakes his head. ]

No, I just saw your name back on the contact list. You've been here before, but I'm not surprised if you don't remember. We've actually spoken before.

[ On that note, he has another towel to offer her, at least. ]

There's somewhere nearby you can get some dry clothes, if you want? This is Vatheon, by the way.

I only played a little of the game, but enough to recognize him. :)

[meddlefussyfang]

A contact list? Oh yes, Eridan mentioned something to that effect. And I feel I must apologize, for I do not remember being here before.

[Kanaya is still disoriented by the idea that, not only had she been here before, but she had no memory of it. What had the previous version of her done and said? How many people knew her and expected things of her that she would not be able to reciprocate?

She accepts the towel to begin wiping off her arms, and smiles as the suggestion of getting dry clothing.]

Clothing I can take care of easily enough. Did the past-me never demonstrate my wardrobifier?

[She fidgets with something, and suddenly her clothing is changed to a different outfit once, twice, three times. Each outfit is nicely dry, too, though she remains wet underneath.]

daww, it's okay! I like backlogs. They give me time to think.

[meddlefussyfang]

[After getting a few introductions to vatheon back at the fountain, Kanaya decided to take a walk. She's already been given at least one small tour and been to the coral. Now it's just an examination of the scenery, and the peculiar stylistic qualities of the place. All the better to distract herself from the fact that, for the first time in a long time, she has no idea what is going to happen next.

And what remarkable timing Karkat has.]

Again seems to be the operative word. I should warn you now that I have no memories of being here, although it seems many others remember me. Not two hours ago for me, I was in the lab and talking to you about the matriorb.

Of all the trolls without typing quirk, Karkat without capslock startles me the most.

[meddlefussyfang]

[It seems that Karkat continued to be relatively!calm in vatheon. Perhaps he's been willing to release the mantle of leadership responsibility? Or perhaps Kanaya has simply caught him in an unusual mood.]

Simply put I was intending to deposit the matriorb in the center of the asteroid, so that we could eventually repopulate our race. When I found the key for the card I had stored it in, I knew it was time.

...But perhaps you want to hear more details than that?