Seeking All Trolls

[courageofheart]

Characters: Mrs. Brisby and vatheon
Location: Outside anywhere
Time: All day
Style: Action
Status: Open

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[magnetimous]

[So, he might not be a troll right this moment, but Gamzee still recognizes that familiar white shape. There are no animals here in Vatheon that resemble the lusii from back from --some came close though-- and the sight brings a pang to his chest. He'd been without the Ol' Goat for months now. And he knew he was dead, but... there was a small part of him that hoped his custodian would turn up some day. Like a miracle. Maybe he could just swim outside of the bubble for ages and Gamzee could talk to him through the barrier. that would be nice.

This lusus is not his ol' goat, not even close, but honestly... the draw of something so homely brings him closer, peering slightly awestruck at the white mouse.]

Woah.

[courageofheart]

[You are not what she is looking for! But she is, ultimately, still Mrs. Brisby and will stop, politely, and see if you wish to talk to her.]

[magnetimous]

You a motherfuckin' lusus, yeah? I ain't all have seen one of you fuckers here before.

[It was a long shot, but--]

You seen an ol' sea goat? He's like you except all like way more motherfuckin' big and not a squeakbeast and shit.

[courageofheart]

[Oh. My. God.

Mrs. Brisby squeaks angrily, throwing her hands into the air in pure disbelief. LANGUAGE!

She grabs Gamzee's cheeks, giving them a strong pinch.]

[magnetimous]

[Gamzee yelps his eyes widening when she pinches his cheeks. That smarts!]

Woah, shit, what?

[courageofheart]

[She tugs on your lip. "Watch your mouth!"]

[magnetimous]

[but he can't look down far enough to do that!

Still, he slowly catches on. She isn't the first to have criticized his language use. Though she is the first to have pinched his cheeks for it!]

Uh. Is it the shi-- stuff I tell?

[courageofheart]

[Nod! Sharp nod. There won't be any cursing in front of Mrs. Brisby.]

[magnetimous]

Soooorry. I didn't all mean to get you harsh with me. I'll like be trying my moth- very best not to say those... words.

[Look at him try. He is doesn't want to get this lusus upset with him even if she ain't his.]

[courageofheart]

[There's a good boy. She starts running her paws through his hair to try and tame the curly mess.]

[magnetimous]

[He obediently lowers his head a little, just like he does when Wataru brushes it for him after a bath. Still.]

That probably ain't all gonna be helping much, mouse mama. This bro's hair got a few thinks of its own.

[He's talking a little slower than normal, trying to pick out the words that'll make her upset with him.]

[courageofheart]

[She seems happy, so long as curses are out of his speech. And slow is just fine with her. Low energy, calm... it makes it more relaxing to dote on him.]

[magnetimous]

[Gamzee closes his eyes, his shoulders relaxing as he leans into her doting touches. He never got doted on much. Just Wataru now. Well, and his ol' Goat, of course!

... whenever he had been home.]

[courageofheart]

[It doesn't *quite* fill her instinctual craving, but having someone to dote on? Definitely helping.

And though she's lost her ability to speak, she hasn't lost her ability to hum, and she begins to hum her lullaby.]

[magnetimous]

[Someone to dote on? Oh, she can dote on Gamzee all she wants. He needs it.

He leans comfortably against her while she hums her lullaby, finally opening his eyes after she is done.]

That sound real wicked good.

[courageofheart]

[She smiles, leaning over and grabbing a stick, shakily writing her name into the dirt.]