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[arachnid]

Characters: Vriska Serket and YOU
Location: Around Death City
Rating: PG to start, could turn violent depending on who's involved.
Time: January 27th, all day.
Description: A certain cerulean has been looking for information, instead she finds you.

[Thusfar, Vriska hadn't found reason to concern herself with this supposed war despite the promise of a face or two to cave in. However, the more she thought about it, the more she realized just how boring Death City was in comparison to what she had been doing back in the Veil. Sure, she could still troll a good majority of her 'friends', but it wasn't quite the same.

Maybe it was because she was dead. Maybe it was something else entirely. Whatever it was, it sure was annoying.

Thusfar, she hadn't found too many interesting folk, aside from one who had really caught her eye. It was because of Kerrigan's earlier post that she found herself out and about today, tempted by the scent of both adventure and possible leverage against an otherwise unshakable opponent.

She's not really paying attention to where she's going anymore. Vriska has taken to busying herself with rolling a pebble between her fingers to fill the absent void where her dicekind once sat.]

Comments

[arachnid]

There ain't anything to talk about.

[She seems pretty firm on that point, but its covered up with the same haughty smirk she had on earlier.]

Maaaaaaaaybe. What're you offering?

[espionagegamer]

I know your type and I know that means the exact opposite of what you just said. But like I said, up to you.

[If Sollux is Mello's moodiness and attitude, this girl is Mello's stubbornness and hidden past.]

You up for dinner somewhere? Least I can do since I nearly knocked you over.

[arachnid]

Tch. You don't know the first thing about me.

[She tosses her hair again as she turns around and flutters her wings for emphasis.]

Yeah alright. Ain't like I got anything else to do.

[espionagegamer]

Maybe you're right and I don't know a damn thing. But that's what learning is for.

[Being overconfident has always been an issue of his, especially when it comes to people the thinks he can read. He's going to continue to believe it until Vriska manages to prove him wrong.]

So then name the place and I'll buy.

[arachnid]

Surprise me. We'll see how much you really think you know about me.

[Its a challenge, plan and simple, judging by the confident and lazy-eyed stare she gives him.]

[espionagegamer]

You know there's a difference between knowing what someone's like and knowing what they like, especially when it comes to food.

[And Matt meets that stare with a casually amused smile. She really kind of is an amusing kid.]

[arachnid]

Wow, record timing with that big reveal. Remind me to make a note when I get back to the respiteblock.

[The smirk stretches sarcastically before she perks up again. She could get used to this kid, maybe.]

I'll give you a hint, because I'm soooooooo generous. As long as it ain't anything like that...god what was it--that Pastery place? I probably won't complain.

[She makes a face just thinking about it. Sweet stuff just wasn't her thing. Maybe it was a lifetime of feeding other trolls to her mother.]

[espionagegamer]

There's a place around here somewhere that sells all different sorts of food, we could head over there. Can't really go wrong with something like that.

[Doesn't like sweets, but maybe something a bit bitter. Never hurts to ask. If only for his own personal amusement.]

What do you think of chocolate?

[arachnid]

We'll see about that.

[Its a form of approval. But at the mention of chocolate, she sticks her tongue out in a mixture of thought and disgust.]

Its alright.

[espionagegamer]

[Matt actually laughs at that, but has no plans on explaining why. Clearly something out there doesn't want him too amused. It might just have killed him if she had liked it.]

Yeah, I agree with you there. Never really been a big fan of it myself. Come on, it's this way. I left my bike behind so I hope you're fine with walking. Don't think it's too far anyways.

[He gives a shrug of his shoulders and a gesture as he turns to walk off, clearly meaning for her to follow.]

[arachnid]

Puh-leeeeeeeease. Walking? You think something like that is gonna tire me out?

[She shakes her head at Matt and skips a bit to fall into stride with him, stuffing her hands into her pockets.]

So what...you been here a while?