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Characters: Kanaya and Vriska
Location: Clinic
Rating: PG-13
Time: 10-14, afternoon
Description: Kanaya is not pleased about Vriska going after a Kishin Egg on her own.

Kanaya is furious. After what Karkat's told her about what Vriska's intentions were, and so she has only one thought on her mind. What was she thinking?! Normally she wouldn't care so much, but this isn't their world, and Vriska doesn't have her weapons. For all her bravado, she still wasn't strong enough to be able to take it down on her own - clearly, if she had ended up in the clinic.

So she heads off that way, and when she finds out where Vriska's room is, she knocks and pokes her head in.

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It was the middle of day. For Vriska, that meant, frankly, that she was supposed to be asleep. Normally that would have been waived under the circumstances, but pain and blood loss were an exhausting combination--topped with fury, frustration, and volatile, futile rage (not to mention that she hadn't been sleeping well prior to this anyway), she was about done. Once the commotion (and brief but pitched battle with the clinic staff) had died down, once Karkat had left her, taken her Egg, and had the gall to claim heroism on his part (amongst other things), she'd found that the bed and its lull of silence was, in fact, pretty inviting for once.

Consequently, what Kanaya found when she peered in was not an angry, injured troll but a sleeping one.

Bloody, perhaps, but almost peaceful looking.

For about five seconds, anyway. Her eyes opened, fixing almost instantly on Kanaya's face in the doorway, she bared her teeth slightly, face still pressed into the pillow. When she spoke, her expression was hard, her tone flat and defencive.

"...what."

Kanaya, even when she's angry, is not one inclined to skip pleasantries. She goes over and sits in the chair by Vriska's bed, adjusting her clothes when she does.

"Are you in a lot of pain?"

"What do you think?" Vriska's voice was raw, but more hoarse from anger than pain. What was Kanaya doing here? Come to rub it in? No, of course not. That wasn't what Kanaya did. Kanaya bugged and fussed and meddled and interfered with everything that wasn't her business and ruined her own surprise.

At the moment, frankly, she was willing to note that Kanaya ruined a lot of things.

"I don't know. How serious are your injuries?" Kanaya is not a mind reader, and while she knows that Vriska's wounds must be serious else she wouldn't still be there, she doesn't know anything about them besides that. Why would she? She wasn't there to see anything, and nobody told her.

Vriska resisted the urge to groan in frustration and pain, turning her head so that she had a better view of her moirallegiac nuisance; Kanaya got the full glare of her sevenfold eye.

"How am I supposed to know what you do and don't know? You and Vantas are obviously in cahoots--for all I know, he told you--fuck, I don't know what he told you. Pick something. Anything." She bared her teeth. "I don't fucking care!"

"Karkat told me that you were trying to obtain a Kishin Egg." She's not going to tell Vriska that she wishes that she hadn't gone, because she isn't surprised at all to see her injured, but that wouldn't be the smartest thing to say to the ticking-down bomb in the bed.

But she is angry. She can guess Vriska's intentions, because there's really only one reason why she'd do this, and while she understands them, she wishes that Vriska hadn't seen it as a necessity.

Vriska scowled, but didn't blow up; she didn't want to blow up at Kanaya--she didn't want to be doing this at all. She wanted this to have gone fucking right, she wanted to have brought back that egg to give Kanaya and fix everything and get her attention ~~not like this~~, she wanted to kick Karkat's teeth in, shove his ugly nub horns down his fucking throat.

"... great. Did he tell you the rest? How he stole the egg and ate it himself, for example?" Her voice dripped with venom, and she paused, baring her teeth to Kanaya before continuing. "Or how he got me injured to begin with? Or about his fucking partner? Or--" A hint of a wicked smile crawled up her face for the first time. "That he's a Weapon?"

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"Karkat didn't tell me much of anything else. I already knew that he was a Weapon, though. I've known since we've been here." She adjusts her clothes, and tilts her head slightly. "How were you going to transport the egg, if you had been victorious? I was under the impression that they had to be consumed almost instantly."

"...you knew?" For a moment, Vriska managed to look surprised and disappointed, even almost hurt, but covered it quickly with another scowl. "Figures." She shifted, shoving the pillow out of her way and sitting up--there was only so much menace one could display while lying in a bed, and she was starting to feel smothered by the sheer amount of fabric she was lying in.

Sitting up, however, revealed that her shirt and jacket were pretty much ruined, the back stained liberally with blood and torn open where she'd been scored with the Egg's claws--bandages underneath kept it from being indecent, but she was still in pretty sorry shape, considering.

The next words were more of a mutter than a response, however--bordering on a growl. "The sewers weren't that far from the Communal."

Kanaya winces when she sees the state of Vriska's clothes. She didn't expect anything different, but it was still a little jarring to see it, not to mention the fact that it made her wounds seem that much more intense. She's honestly surprised that the hospital had let her keep it, as unsanitary as it was.

"Good. I'm glad you didn't have to walk that far."

"Whatever." Vriska had a distinct sulk to her now, and she glanced sullenly at Kanaya. Is that all she has to say? Not even an apology--maybe an I'm Sorry For Fucking Things Up?

Fine.

"So why are you talking to me all of a sudden? I was under the impression you were too busy with your human." Resentment and venom leaked into her voice.

Don't think Vriska didn't catch that wince--she did. But Kanaya didn't witness the mighty battle between Vriska and the clinic's staff--the retention of her clothes, stained but mostly disinfected, were one of her meagre victories.

"I'm here because I was worried about you. Besides, I don't spend all of my time with Shinjiro. I've been forging alliances with some of the humans here. I would think if you weren't so hung up about that, you'd see it as advantageous."

Also, Vriska? If you go after any of her friends, Kanaya will not be so nice.

Alliances. For some reason, that word raised her hackles, rubbing Vriska the wrong way in a way Kanaya's negligence or indifference had not.

"Alliances with who?" she demanded.

"With humans who I consider friends here, and with humans in whom I have a vested interest." Vriska can demand all she likes, but Kanaya's not stupid enough to name names.

Vriska bore an expression of disgust, her lips pulling back to bare her teeth grotesquely. "Fuck you!" She grabbed a fistful of bedding and yanked it, throwing it aside as she turned--then shoved the rest of the covers off the side, punctuating her anger with the violent flumpf of fabric.

"What friends! You're not supposed to have friends! You're my moirail--"

"Stop it! We are, but that doesn't mean you're the only friend I'm allowed to have!"

Kanaya can count on one hand the amount of time she's raised her voice, ever. How else was she going to get Vriska to listen to her, though? Kanaya's very quickly running out of chances now, what with Vriska getting more and more worked up.

It certainly shut Vriska up, and she stopped, staring at Kanaya for a long moment.

Then:

"... well, you sure don't fucking act like it." Her voice ran cold.

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...herp derp where does Kan live?

Good question...

...welp.

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:I Holding this here for now.