You had all the prayers of my loose heart

[constancies]

Characters: The Disciple and you! And you, and you, and you.
Location: The plaza
Time: Sometime in the morning
Style: Action
Status: Open!

[ Awakening in new places was nothing new to the Disciple, as she had spent the last sweep moving from cavern to cavern, copying and recopying from memory the only things that gave her life any meaning. As soon

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[nos_servabit]

[There's a very strange pinkish creature nearby, with blue eyes and no horns at all and a short mop of blond hair. What in the world could it be? A human being, that's what.]

Are you alright?

[The man hands her a white towel, bright blue eyes creased in a rather benevolent expression.]

Welcome to Vatheon.

[constancies]

[ Sweet merciful Signless, it's so pink and soft-looking. The Disciple visibly freezes at the sight of this being before her, but his benevolence is much appreciated.

Though hesitant at first, she manages a small, shaky smile of gratitude as she takes the towel from his hands. ]

I think so. And thank you.

... Though I don't suppaws you could tell me where exactly... "Vatheon" is?

[nos_servabit]

Vatheon is a place underneath the ocean. I do not know which ocean this is. It seems this entire world dwells within it's own dimension. And people like you and me are taken from different worlds and brought here for reasons unknown.

[He nods, cocking his head slightly at her.]

I saw many of your kind here. The trolls.

[constancies]

Diffurent worlds? [ The Disciple's confusion is evident in her face as she towels dry. ]

Ah... I suppaws I won't be alone, then. [ She offers the man another smile. ] Thank you again fur your kindness. May I ask your name?

[psiinusoiidal]

[ That text.

The Helmsman recongizes that method of speech, those names-- as he should, given his circumstances. They still slipped past him more often than not, sometimes seemingly at random, but right then he could still manage to connect those forbidden designations with the two kind trolls that knew him from a time he could no longer recall.

And this was the final one, wasn't it? After a moment, he manages to input a response. ]

You

Locatiion: Vatheon.
The mechanii2m of tran2port here ii2 not known at thii2 tiime.
Know you are not iin danger.
II

II apologiize.

[constancies]

[ And of course, the mutual recognition of typing quirks and speech recognition settles in as the Disciple's eyes scan the message, and she can scarcely believe that the sender is who she thinks it is; it takes her a few moments to respond, as she needs to read the message at least twice more in order to process it. ]

I feel infinitely better knowing that this purrlace poses no immediate threat.
You have my grrrattitude fur the infurmation.

Psiioniic...?
I had thought that seeing you again would be impawssible.
It is comfurting to know that I am among furiends.

[psiinusoiidal]

IIt ii2
II am Ψ
ii
II am Helmsman of the Battleship Condescension.
Glory two the Empiire.

[ He sends the messages in the jumbled state he was able to put them together. It's easier that way, not thinking about the conflict of his supposed free will and the powerful programming that has restricted him. The Helmsman takes a slow breath and manages to compose a second.]

Ye2.
You are among friiend2.
You 2hall be 2afe.

Psii is being dumb and giving the wrong name again jack!

[withoutasign]

WHAT WAS THE FIRST NAME YOU WERE GIVING, MY FRIEND?
I'M SURE THIS NEWCOMER WOULD KNOW YOU FAR BETTER AS THAT ONE.

...
PLEASE, PSII. IT'S KITTEN, REMEMBER? YOU KNOW HER.

[aim_exorable]

[He had always known this would happen. Suspected it.]

[After all, there are already so many others here to remind him of his failures, of the mistakes he made... Even the Signless himself. Why not her? Why not the one person in all his life that he had hesitated on? Had tried to be kind to despite the fact that it had been far, far too late for that?]

[Seeing that green text, the names given, makes Darkleer feel suddenly sick and uncharacteristically weak. In a flash, he's slipping out from the hive he shares with Gamzee and Equius, striding towards the direction of the elevator. This city has finally become far too much for him, he needs to escape, never come back down, live out as an expatriate should and he doesn't even have to

[constancies]

[ The black text is unfamiliar to the Disciple, who regards the message sent to her with curiosity. Still, she is both surprised and heartened by just how helpful the residents of this "Vatheon" seem to be.

Had she known of the sender's identity, however, her reaction would probably have differed greatly. Unaware of said sender's close proximity to her, the Disciple's expression turns curious as she responds. ]

I am willing to hear any explanation that you'd be willing to purrvide. I know nothing of this place aside from its name.
Any infurmation you can give me will be assistance enough!

[aim_exorable]

[Another pause as he struggles with himself before replying.]

I would be able to give you something else that would assist you with your quest
If you wanted it
Something to show you the way
I mean this in a literal fashion.

[constancies]

Whatefur do you mean?
Like a map of some sort?

[constancies]

[ And suddenly, it's like her world comes to a screeching halt. Her prior curiosity regarding Vatheon ceases as she reads and rereads the second to last line of Karkat's message. The line after that one catches her interest, as well, but she doesn't bother addressing it. Not yet. ]

... Here?

Is he here? Truly?

[constancies]

[ The Disciple can guess the timeline from which the Signless was pulled from just from Karkat's words, and all at once, both relief and anguish seem to swallow her whole. Knowing that the Dolorosa is here puts her at ease, though the mention of the coral captures her attention enough for her to compose herself. ]

The... coral?
I fur that there is much that I don't understand.
I will seek him out, though.
Thank you, Karkat.
This has been the happiest bit of mews that I've heard in quite a long time.

[sufferrogate]

[ First, she herself arrived; then, the Signless; then, the Psiionic. Now, with the appearance of the Disciple, her family is back together. ]

Do Not Fear Little One
You Are Safe Here

[constancies]

[ The Disciple feels a warmth building in her chest at the sight of the familiar font color and typing quirk, and tears spring to her eyes as she makes a soft, breathy noise that is really more of a sob than a laugh, though her elation is evident within it all the same. ]

Dolorosa, also?
If you say so than it must be true.
It is so, so good to see you, even in this strangest of purrlaces.

[sufferrogate]

Yes Little One
You Have Found Yourself In A Good Place
Do Not Fear
I Can Guarantee You Will Find Reason To Be Happy Here
Many A Reason

[constancies]

I have been told that our Signless is here.
The purrson who told me is kind, and furry much like him, so I do not believe he would lie, but...
All of this feels so impawssible.
But if even only you and the Ψiioniic are here, I have found happiness.
If our Signless is here, then I will have found purridise.

I cannot begin to describe the joy I feel in being able to speak to you again.