[OPEN LOG]

[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

[justiceisdue]

[Waiting for Tassadar to return, or even to hear from him, was almost painful to her when nothing was going on in the city. She was passing the time by patrolling the rooftops as usual, but there wasn't anything to distract her without Karkat around. Given how many trolls were in the city, though, it wasn't long before Vriska filled his absence.

Selendis followed her from afar for a little while, curious but mostly cautious. She'd never once had a decent encounter with Vriska, and doubted it would be much better this time around.

Eventually she stopped quietly stalking Vriska and openly followed her from the rooftop, though she didn't come down. She was fairly certain the troll didn't have a knife to let her teleport around the city, but the distance was safer. Vriska was unpredictable, and Selendis hated that.]

Evening time

[espionagegamer]

[For Matt to be out and about when it didn't involve heading to and from work is almost unheard of, but today was just one of those rare days where he felt he needed to get out for a while.

No one else really seems to put much thought in it, but there's something that just doesn't sit right in his mind about dying and then suddenly having an entire new life back. The thought was still there in the back of his mind, what would happen if he were sent back like so many others had been?

Worrying Sollux really wasn't on his list of to-do things, so the best thing to do was to leave the gemini behind at their apartment with the promise he'd bring back some energy drinks in a little while. So what if he took the ridiculously long route to clear his head? Sollux wouldn't throw too much of a fit at least.

He doesn't necessarily see Vriska, eyes too focused on the sky to really be paying attention to anything, so when he bumps into her it startles him out of his internal brooding.]

Oh shit-Sorry about that.

[scalemate]

[Terezi isn't paying much attention, either. She's been curious about what Yosuke could possibly have to say to her. She'd only ever spoken to him twice, and not even at length, but she still has to wait three whole days to find out.

So it's no surprise when she walks right into Vriska.]

Hey!

[slightlylessfake]

[He'd been heading to the store to pick up a couple things, if mainly in a small attempt to not make Masaru do all the errands just because he didn't want to leave his room all that often.

Except on the way, he spotted a familiar pair of horns walking toward him. Oh no. In a moment of panic, he ducked behind a narrow alley, hoping that she wouldn't notice him and just pass by.

Nevermind that one of his horns was sticking out from behind the wall rather conspicuously.]

[mylphofspace]

[Dolorosa, on the other hand, has spent her days learning more and more about human culture and the strange new world she has been dragged into, as well as the descendants of her companions, and her own. Between that and getting down to business to create pretty clothes, she has kept herself quite busy, and she has chosen today to get out of her hive and seek out supplies.

As she walks, she goes through a small list of supplies in her thinkpan, just in case she forgets about something... but any concentration she had is quickly thrown out of the window as soon as she walks around a corner and finds a certain spider troll.

She is once again flooded with memories of her captivity before she can realize that the troll in front of her isn't the Marquise: she's much shorter, her horns are smaller, she appears to have wings-- of all appendages-- and her eyes... her stare is quite literally blank, so different from Mindfang's piercing gaze. This can only mean one thing: this troll is her former mistress's descendant.

Dolorosa remains quiet and frozen in place. She's certain that the other troll has seen her, so hiding or absconding would be pointless, but she isn't about to approach her or try to initiate a conversation; she will let little Mindfang play her cards first, and then she'll decide what to do.]

[notsatanscamaro]

[Don't mind the giant bot here strolling through the city. Since he doesn't have much to do most days, he finds himself wandering about the city helping out people when and where he can. Just a little while ago, he helped someone move a shipment of items they just got into a warehouse. And now he found himself bored once more.]