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

[cullionfish]

Incorrect. There were plenty, though they rarely got close enough for a perfect shot, and never before a seadweller.

[When the gun gets in her way, she simply snatches it and seeks to press its weight down upon him to limit the air in his lungs.]

Normally, I might admire your conviction to defend the crown, but you chose the wrong tyrian, my dear.

[wweh]

[Eridan resists as much as possible, trying to push back. Her efforts have noticeable effect on him... He's growing weary, and his own resistance feels futile. But he won't let himself die. He said he wouldn't foolishly rush in and die. And he plans to keep to that. Well, sort of. A smirk forms upon his face. ]

Well, I'm glad I'll be one a' the few that's remembered.

Where my ancestor failed, I'll fuckin' succeed.

[cullionfish]

Remembered as another face ground into the dirt along the way, perhaps.

[She keeps the gun still and yanks the trident free from his arm, admiring the magenta coating it for a moment before looking down at him.]

You are a rather naive, delusional little shrimp, aren't you?

[wweh]

[Eridan grits his teeth. He won't give her the satisfaction of screaming in pain.]

Naive? Delusional? I believe I've been called that once or twice.

Not my fault I'm just bustlin' with confidence!