001 ♓ Her Imperious Condescension: Wake

[cullionfish]

[Action; 724 Anderson Lane]

[Condesce wakes with a hell of a lot of cramps in almost every joint in her body, so much so that she doesn't even sit up right away. Instead, she rests her claws over her eyes with an agitated growl. There's a silent pause as she pulls them back to observe a substance that she had pulled from the surface of her hair.

...was that flour?]

...Rupert!


[Action; Streets of Mayfield]

[Condesce appears mostly back to normal health, save for a nasty scar around her neck, mostly healed though still displaying that rich tyrian hue from where Signless had attacked her. She doesn't seem to interested in speaking to anyone, but she's not letting anyone walk past her without staring them dead in the eyes first.]


[Phone]

I believe a Karkat Vantas was looking to speak to me?

["Speak".]

Comments

abloo

[polariity]

[...Oh]

[hell]

[fucking]

[no]

[Psii tries to keep his expression as blank as humanly possible, but there's no denying the way his attention is suddenly riveted on the orange in her hand.]

I don't thee a thip in the town thquare, tho I think you're thit out of luck there.

[Give that back]

[cullionfish]

You're awfully confident for living in a town that likes to return us our rightful possessions every now and then.

[Her eyelids lower knowingly.]

[polariity]

[The Psiioniic could swear his heart stops for just a moment.]

[There's terror in his eyes at the mention of her ship, for all he tries to keep his jaw locked stiff and expression unwavering. Subconsciously, his fingers curl into tight fists.]

It wouldn't give back a thip bigger than the town.

[...Would it?]

[cullionfish]

Wouldn't it?

[Her smile spreads softly, enough to flash those shark-like teeth in Psii's direction. After all, it had felt the need to grace her with her troll form, which hardly fit properly in most of Mayfield's buildings.

She begins to peel the orange with one long talon.]

Are you the expert on how this town works, then?

[polariity]

I'm an eckthpert on common fucking thenthe, and everyone on Alternia knowth the kind of firepower that thing ith capable of! Of courthe thethe people would!

[This conversation and the fact that she is peeling his fucking orange is enough to get rid of any trace of Psii's good mood. Finally jerking his arm free, he leaps up to his feet and snarls.]

Give me back my fucking thingth!

[cullionfish]

You don't own a thing, you silly creature.

[To accent the point, she drops the long peel to the ground and pulls a slice of the orange free to swallow it whole. In truth, she wasn't much of a fan of fruit on its own.

She preferred the red meats and seafood. But that was neither here nor there.]

[polariity]

[He is going to kill her. Somehow he is going to kill her. One day. Maybe. In his dreams.]

[Bristling, he takes a hold of the trident and jerks it out with all the strength he's capable of. Not that it will be much use against her, he knows, but at least he feels better with a weapon in his hands.]

Oh, I'm tho thorry, by which I mean not at all, you deluthional witch, I gueth I completely imagined getting paid and uthing my OWN MONEY to buy it!

Fuck you!

wow cool, i guess my reply never went through

[cullionfish]

[Nope, sorry Psii. She just flashes him a toothy smile.]

And what, praytell, are you going to do with that?

here have another tag spam

[polariity]

[...]

[polariity]

[ > Look towards the trident]

[polariity]

[ > Look at her]

[polariity]

[ > Again with the trident]

[polariity]

[ > Her again]

[polariity]

[...]

[polariity]

Fuck you and fuck your ugly ath thip wreck that dareth call itsthelf hair!

[polariity]

[ > Haul ass like you are a trucker on a deadline, douthebag!]

[polariity]

[WOW NARRATION YOU ARE 2O FUCKIING HELPFUL THAT'2 NOT WHAT HE II2 TRYIING TO DO RIIGHT FUCKIING NOW OR ANYTHIING]

[NAW HE II2 TOTALLY JU2T 2TANDIING HERE LIIKE A MORON WITH NO PAN IIN HII2 2KULL]

[UH FUCK YOU??]

yeah i'm done

[polariity]

[But no seriously absconding like a little bipch.]

[Also what the fuck why does this weigh so much, he isn't this skinny!!]

[Stupid 2x3dents.]

[Yes he is totally dragging your stupid weapon along the ground as he tries to run back towards the safety of the bank.]

[Relative safety.]

[Whatever we are arguing semantics.]

WAIT I CAN COMMENT SPAM TOO

[cullionfish]

[Oh.

Ok.]

[cullionfish]

[Wait a minute, no, not ok, that's Feferi's trident he is absconding with.

She needs that for leverage.]

[cullionfish]

[Well, no she doesn't, she just wants it to wave in her face and the faces of others like a 3 sweep old. For selfish reasons.

Basically, the reason she does almost anything.

So Psii gets a glare as he initiates his absconding attempt.]

That...

[cullionfish]

...was a poor decision, on your part. I thought you were smarter than that.

[She's not really talking to him. More to herself. Nobody ever said she was sane.

In fact, most people say the opposite.

But right about now is when she springs into action, discarding everything in her hands in favor of leaping after the yellow blood like a tiger.]

ok i'm done i don't have as many icons to do this with

[cullionfish]

[If he doesn't move quick enough, he will find himself pinned again.

Except this time, its by a huge seabitch, instead of by a 2x3dent.]

[polariity]

[Oh shit! Oh shit!]

[Acting quick, Psii uses the 2x3dent as a jumping pole and springs just a bit ahead of her. Instead of a rascally yellowblood, Condesce gets nothing except the end of a 2x3dent.]

[Which Psii then abruptly tries to jerk upwards into her face.]

[cullionfish]

[NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE.

If nothing else, Psiioniic is rewarded with a rather comical expression of shock on the Condesce's face. She's forced to skid to a halt and practically fall backwards as she scrambles to grab it to keep it from stabbing her in the eyes.

If she manages to wrap her claws around it, then she will try to shove him off of the weapon...or back down to the floor. The latter will probably result in a stab in a place he doesn't want it.]