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[Hey Beulah St. Hope you're enjoying waking up to sirens, because as soon as they fade, the screaming will start. Loud, high-pitched screaming that almost sounds like a panicked horse, actually, except that it doesn't stop right away.]

[Then a chair goes flying out the window]

[Phone]

What the fuck is this? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

[There may be a few who recognize the voice. In theory. It's far more emotive in a terrified sort of fashion than anyone ever has heard it before, and each outburst ends with a little whinny. The owner of this voice is also well known among his friends for being against swearing of all kind]

Highblood, please, oh god, are you there? What is this thing? Hello? Highblood, everything is wrong, where are you, oh gosh please tell me you're normal, oh, I can't bear the thought of your exquisite indigo... [he chokes] like this!

Please, come and kill me again, I don't want to be like this, I feel sick...

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[After the chair is throw, Equius just sits on his bed, sobbing his eyes out for a bit. Because seriously. His trollhood. His precious b100b100d. His entire everything in life! Gone.]

[But between sobs, he notices something. Beneath his pale, pale skin, there are blue, blue veins. Perhaps, at least, his blood remained the same? It would be the only saving grace of this awful, horrid body.]

[And broken glass is very, very sharp....]

[Oh hey, there's a person down there.]

[There's no movement at first. Just a girl lying there, chair over her face. After a minute or two the chair floats up and Aradia sits up, covering her nose with a hand.]

Ow...I guess it's good that I have my troll body back already. I should return this chair firs-ow. [She covers her nose. Aww snap. It's bleeding. But that's to be expected when you get chaired in the face.]

[That is not a person.]

[That is Aradia]

[From that realization forth, there is no second thought in his head. He is a STRONG troll, and used to falling from great heights without a scratch (except maybe in the ground), and has no reason to expect now to be any different.]

ARADIA!

[The glass cuts his hands as he grabs the broken frame, hauling himself over the ledge and out into the night air.]

[She looks up at the sound of her name. The voice is familiar, but if she put a face to that voice, he hadn't been here for awhile!

And...

Oh my god what are you doing jumping out of the second story window?!

Oh jegus, it's thankful that she got her psychic powers back, so she stops you just above the ground before gently letting you drop.] You should be careful, Equius! We come back from death here, but there's no need to potentially kill or hurt yourself .

Human bodies aren't as durable as our bodies so don't be silly and fling yourself out of windows like that!

[He is coming to see you, Aradia. You are the one saving grace of this place.]

[As soon as his feet touch ground, he's in front of her, hands coming up to touch her bloody nose]

[Except not really, because for one, getting that lowly rust on himself? Um, no, ew. He may be slightly obsessed, but that was when she was a robot filled with his blue blood.]

[Also, he sees the blood on his hands, his own blood, and sorry, but the status of his blood is far more important than everything else]

Oh my gosh, look at it! [whinny] It's disgusting! I canter - How can this fillyth be in MY veins?! UGH!

[Oh, he doesn't remember being here.]

Oh! You mean the human blood. It's red! bright red even. All humans have bright red blood. There's no hemospectrum here because of it. [Not that Aradia ever cared about the hemospectrum.]

But don't worry too much about it. It's only temporary. This place likes to give us our stuff back. I recently got back my psychic powers for example.

You won't be pink and squishy and hornless forever. You'll eventually get your body back. A lot of us have already gotten them back.

[He jerks his head up, and for a moment, he just stares at her, completely at a loss for words. Then-]

H-how...? How can you just... accept this? Don't you understand what this means?

[But he doesn't even give her a chance to respond, just shakes his head with a snort of disgust]

No, of course you don't. You're too low on the hemospectrum for this to even matter. You would even stand to benefit by way of an extended lifespan! But I...

[He chokes back a sob, looking down at his bloody hands, and that awful, bright red blood] I've lost everything.

[Wow. If this were anyone else, she'd fling her blood all over you mister. Thankfully, that isn't a thought that remotely is considered in the mind of Aradia. But she will huff a bit and she looks annoyed.]

Are you done making a blubbering mess of yourself? If you haven't noticed, I'm not even human anymore. I got my troll body back and everything.

You weren't even listening to me were you? You get your body back too, just not right now.

And you should be happy! Everyone, well mostly everyone, is here. And we don't have to go around killing each other. And sometimes this place does horrible things, but it isn't the veil!

[He snarls, stepping back from her and baring his teeth]

I heard you, but eventually is not good enough. How many days will pass, Aradia? Can you tell me? One, two, twenty, one hundred, a thousand? I will not wait for something that is my hatchright!

And how should everyone else being here make me happy? Are they all trolls like you, too? Am I alone left to rot in this weak, pathetic body? I would rather the Veil, would rather be truly DEAD at the Highblood's hands than this! You think that this is something "0kay," something simply to be endured? Well, I don't. As far as I am concerned, this is living Hell.

[Blahblahblah.]

You whine more then Sollux does when he's talking about how doomed he is! You know if you pretend things are alright, no one will even know that you've been demoted. Then you'll get your original body back! Usually we get things back whenever this place does bad things. You can also trade at the post office, but I heard that they aren't very nice about swapping.

I'm pretty sure not all of us are trolls yet, but there are older trolls here! Trolls that lived on Alternia sweeps before us. Isn't that exciting?

And I don't think everything is 0kay! anymore. I stopped thinking like that when I stopped being dead. Sheesh! That's such old news you know.

I am not whining! [Equius huffs, stamping his foot on the ground for emphasis, hands clenched into fists at his sides] And I do not want to "pretend" that things are all right! They are not all right, and pretending they are so will not make it happen! You may be as passive as you wish, wasting time waiting for things to happen to you, but I will not sit idly bye! I cannot!

[Deep breath, Equius, deep breath. Okay, now stomp again, since the movement helps make you feel a little less tense. And don't holler, it's undignified, even if you want to so very, very badly]

And I have not spoken to you once since you exploded right in front of me after embracing that excremental mustardblood! How ever was I supposed to know that?!

You're totally whining! Nothing really bad has even happened yet. Things are pretty normal here right now. No zombies. Or dying. Or suddenly changing completely and everything. By the way, that place does that! It likes to do some terrible things I guess. [She guesses.]

I don't even know why you're so mad right now! Everyone is practically here and we don't even have to hide anymore. People here are really friendly.

And you aren't allowed to make fun of Sollux or I'll get you stuck on your roof for the rest of the day!

I have suddenly changed completely! Or are you blind and cannot see the fact that I am now soft and pink and I bleed the most awful shade of red imaginable! That is an awful big deal to me. Zombies, dying, those are hardly any big deal! We dealt with worse in SGRUB. I am not afraid of any of those things. But this? This bothers me, Aradia. It bothers me a lot. And I hardly expect you to understand, but I would at least like you to accept that.

That is why I am mad! Because you are brushing aside my feelings as if they don't matter. And you know what? Right now, I want to hide more than I ever have in my entire life. I don't want to be seen like this. I don't want to be weak...

[He glares at her for just a moment, then shakes his head and turns away, moving to go back inside the house]

Forget it. Just... forget all of it.

[SIGH. Why does everyone she talk to have to be so melodramatic.

She floats over and starts papping Equius on the head with the hand that isn't covered in her blood.]

I'm just confused why you're so upset. In my timeline, I don't see you anymore. I think it's nice that you're here even without your blue blood or horns or not squishy skin! And I think you can be plenty strong even if you aren't in your other body.

Likeeee. It would be super strong of you to hold your head high even in this body. People would know then that you're strong! I think hehe. Then they wouldn't mess with you. Then when you get your body back, you'll be even stronger.

[His hand flies up of it's own accord to bap away her hand, but he stops it just before it touches her, forcing himself to drop it back to his side] Stop touching me.

And of courser I will display such STRENGTH going forward. But that does not mean that I am not upset, or that I am not allowed to express my distress.

However, if you would prefer that I do cease to work through my emotions in the way that best suits me, then I can certainly begin bottling them up for you.

[She stops. Sheesh she was just trying to help. Now she wishes Nepeta were around. She isn't very good at helping Equius out.]

Well, you can be upset and show it! But maybe not throw things out the window like that. I don't think my face really appreciated it! I'm sure no one would appreciate it either if their face got hit by flying furniture!

Plus, now your window is broken!

Oh! I know! Humans have all these strange things that help with emotions...I think. I'm not sure. Maybe they have things you can use that will help you with emotions. That doesn't include flying furniture!

[He rolls his eyes, head tilting with the motion]

There are not normally people outside my windows when I throw things. Do not worry. It will not happen again.

My emotions are fine. I do not need help with them.

There might be more now! Humans seem to live together in closer knit areas. All these hives have people in them I think!

But you were just talking about emotions and handling them.

Yes, I can see that now. I did not know before.

I said I was handling in the manner that suits me best, Aradia. That does not require the input of an outside source.

If you say so. I was just trying to help.

You're still being a mopey pants though. Just saying. And I don't know what part of the timeline you're at.

Gamzee killed me. It was the best moment of my life.

And then I woke up here.

I am not moping.

Dying isn't usually something someone likes! I sure don't like being dead.

If you say so!

Oh, the dying was extremely... pleasurable. I hardly say I could comment about being dead. My eyes closed, and when I opened them, I was here. So unless this is the afterlife, which I doubt, then by no means have I ever been dead.

I liked you dead. You called me a snob, but you still accepted me.

I can still accept you now you know. Being dead just meant I was okay with everything and I didn't care about what happened. I just followed what was supposed to happen, and that isn't right. I was manipulated and my death was so I could play my role.

You still say and do things I don't always approve of, but that doesn't mean I can't accept you. It's not like the others haven't said or done things that bother me, but I've figured out that being alive and everyone being here is a chance for everyone to get another chance.

Mostly everyone is here. Nepeta hasn't returned yet, but she'll be alive when she comes here too.

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Action is fine ohgodAradiadfhahdfaklhdfal

She didn't even see that coming. :( It was a mean chair

Poor girl, Equius feels so bad, that was his chair. He should have disciplined it better

He should have! But maybe the chair is just rowdy.

It just needs a good spanking, really

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