witchesreign | [ Action || Dormitories ]

Entry tags:

[ Action || Dormitories ]

[When he first transportalized into the Balamb Garden dormitories, he was confused. He was sure he'd entered the warp gate that lead to the Land of Quartz and Melody, but Aradia was no where to be seen. Was this some new, hidden challenge level he'd randomly journeyed to? They'd only just started SGRUB, it was possible...]

[Except, the acceptance letter siting on the sleep square sort of suggested otherwise. And while he wasn't thrilled to be delayed in his mission to ~~make Aradia his girlfriend~~ guide the b100 team to flawless victory, the words "time compression" were involved. And if he knew anything about time shenanigans, it's that they were better off being left to the experts. And while the experts attempted to figure out how to get every one back to their own worlds, he might as well make the most out of his time here and gain ALL THE LEVELS. With any luck, he'd be back before anyone knew to miss him, mwahahahaha.]

[And the course catalog was filled with so many interesting classes... How could he ever chose?]

[He couldn't, that's how, and he spent hours pouring over the selection, putting together different combinations and specializations until finally, hunger forced him to emerge from his assigned respiteblock.]

[He made it to the front door of the dormitories before he was forced to beat a hasty retreat. It was day. Oh gee, it was the day. He'd been up all night, and now it was day, and he was hungry, and the sun was out.]

[There is now a troll pressed back against the wall opposite the main entrance, trying his darnedest not to look guilty and/or terrified. WHAT DO?]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[His maniacal laughter is all he responds with as he darts to the building and quickly runs inside, safe once in a public place with plenty of eyes. Equius was friggen strong, yeah, Tavros wasn't an idiot. But he sure wasn't going to pass up messing with him just because of that strength. And he KNEW the blueblood wouldn't go against rules and hurt him here. Can anyone say, expelled?]

[Tavros holds the shades behind him and takes a stern expression, pursing his lips.]

I'll give them back to you, seriously. You can disinfect them and any shit you need after that, but I need your full attention here, little boy blue, or these babies are getting shattered.

[The sound of Highblooded cursing, which really isn't cursing at all, follows Tavros across the campus, peppered with a multitude of horsepuns. It's sort of stupid, that someone as STRONG as he is was reduced to chasing paralyzed lowbloods around for their own glasses.]

[Wait.]

[He bursts into the main building, screeching to a halt, almost tripping over his feet in the process. And though he knew there were more important things he should be focusing on, he couldn't help the question the burst out of his mouth as soon as Tavros stopped talking.]

How the dickens are you walking?

[A slight groan leaves him. Fine, he'll play nice.]

YOU made me these babies. ANYWAY, lend me your fucking ear, all right? [He snaps a few times.]

Got it? Come on man, say you're going to fucking listen to me.

Why would I do that? [He tilts his head back, glowering at Tavros's hand as he snapped] I have better things to do than waste my time making prostheses for lowbloods. Particularly not for arrogant pieces of excrement like yourself.

[He's quite firmly NOT LISTENING to you, Tavros. You are beneath him. Answer his questions politely, and maybe he'll consider it.]

You did it because you were ordered to you annoying trash. Ugh, seriously, can you just be tolerable for like a fucking second? [He rolls his eyes, squeezing his hand around the shades a little to produce some small cracks.]

[Tavros steps closer to him, his eyes slimmed, standing tall. He'd going to just consider him listening now because he really could be doing something else with his fucking time.]

I, am not from your universe. Ya got that big shot? And I could care LESS about your fetish towards the caste system. So I suggest you cut that shit down when in my presence or I will make your life worse then you could EVER fucking imagine, talkin' worse then trial nightmares here. I'm not going to tolerate that blood bullshit. [His free hand points angrily at his horns as he takes another step forward, looking down his nose. He had to do this with the Equius in his universe, so, he might as well get it done now.]

[Even if he didn't listen to a single fucking word.]

Do you understand me my quirky friend? Keep - the blood talk - to yourself. Or to whoever else is okay with dealing with that crap. I'm not gonna, not here, not now, never did, and never fucking will. So quit before you really dig yourself into a hole. [And with that, he neatly puts the shades back onto Equius's face and turns on his heels, heading to the cafeteria.]

Annoying trash? This, coming from the insignificant worm who is incapable of keeping his mouth shut for two seconds?

[he arches an eyebrow, freezing up when Tavros pulls out his shades. Technically, they're already cracked, but he purses his lips and cringes as they crack even further in the orangeblood's grip. If only he weren't so strong that he'd break them if he tried to snatch them back...]

[And oh, hello, there is suddenly almost six feet of aggressive troll in his face, talking down to him. ~~That is not hot at all.~~ Of course he's just going to sneer at Tavros's back, cradling his glasses in his hands like they were a baby bird.]

Trial nightmares? Is that what lowbloods call them? It was more like trial strolls beneath the moons at their perigees for me. But I suppose not everyone can be blessed with superior everything like I was. Someone had to be made with the genetic castoffs of the incestuous slurry.

Edited 2011-05-30 12:01 (UTC)

[Did I mention he was walking away? Yeah, still happening. This also includes him not listening to a word of your reply Equius. He could really careless about what a blue blood has to say seriously, and even more so Equius.]

[Besides, food sounds good now, after that pleasant little chat.]

Edited 2011-05-30 12:05 (UTC)

[Well! If it wasn't for the fact that his stomach chose that exact moment to rumble at an embarrassingly loud volume, he would have stormed back to his respiteblock and returned to attempting to figure out classes. But see as how he was absolutely starving, Equius ducks his head, putting his shades back on, and slips into the cafeteria.

He makes his way through the line as quickly as possible, loading it up with fruits and vegetables, then finds and empty table to sit at, his shoulders hunched and head bent over his food, pointedly ignoring everything around him in favor of the methodical consumption of breakfast/lunch/whatever.]

[Hey, Equius came in here after all.]

[He still had his over coat.]

[And a lot of food. And Tavros didn't really care to wait in line. He had been meandering around looking at stuff, taking in the place and people watching. Perhaps if he wasn't wasting his time doing that he would have gotten his food before Equius.]

[But nope.]

[Tavros saunters on over to the table Equius it at and sits down on the table itself, right next to Equius, his feet on the bent that is actually meant for sitting.]

Health nut.

[He says, grabbing an apple from Equius's tray and taking a bite.]

[He sort of forgot he was wearing Tavros's coat. But of course he came in; a troll with as much STRENGTH as he did needed to consume far more than an normal troll. Really, his metabolism was ridiculous.]

[He looks as the table shifts under Tavros's weight, half of a carrot stick poking out of his mouth. What did the lowblood think he was doing?]

There is nothing wrong with eating sensibly. And get your hindquarters off the table, immediately. People eat off that part of the table, and you're getting your filth everywhere.

[He pauses, reaching out to try and snag the apple back] Also, that is mine. Get your own.

[Not moving from where he is, sorry man. Tavros holds the apple a little higher, taking another bite, his fangs making a nice loud crunch as the apple splits when he bites down. Chewing before speaking.]

I'm pretty sure it's mind now but hey, if you want it back you can have it.

[Tavros smiles, taking another bite of the apple and handing it back in Equius's direction.]

[Honestly, all she wanted was a muffin. She woke up this morning with a stupid craving for the poor excuse for flavored grubloaf and so she was determined to satisfy that craving.

Naturally Tavros was here. Not that she was avoiding home, oh Hell no. But who was that next to hi...]

Taaaaaaaavros, what~ are you doing? [She knocked his horn with her knuckles, eyes on Equius. A smile crept into place.] Enjoying the sun, Zahhak?

[He's just going to stare at the apple in disgust as it's held out to him] Ugh, you are insufferable.

[He wrinkles up his nose, intending to go back to eating and ignoring people when movement catches the corner of his eyes. Was that-]

[Shock. Horror. Vriska. Skin dark like ripe blueberries. Remind him of the sun.]

[Thank goodness he had this coat handy. He pulls the collar up a bit higher, pouting at her] He's eating my food, Vriska. I am not even being granted the opportunity to enjoy that small comfort.

[That voice Vriska used sent a rush through him and he looked back at her with a stern expression, eyes wide. Tavros was about to speak but, he knew he shouldn't, not yet. No. He took a deep break and a bite of the apple, chewed and regained his composure, smiling in her direction]

He's so whiney! Always been such a wriggler Equius, seriously, grow up a little! ...Like Vriska! [He says with a smirk, raising his eyebrows a few times and pointing over to Vriska suggestively.]

[He put the apple down, licking two of his fingers, his eyes darting to the muffin in her hand that she was holding up as if to bite herself. Tavros smirked and leaned over to take a bite of it out of her hand.]

No one will say anything if you punch him, Zahhak. [She shrugged. When Tavros went for her muffin she met her fist with his nose in retaliation.]

Don't be fucking gross, Nitram.

If I punch him, he won't have a face anymore. [he looks down, sighing and ignoring the other two in favor of eating his carrots. If only Nepeta was here. At least then he would have someone decent to talk to]

[That fist hit him square in the face and he felt his head whip to the side, sniffing a little as his right hand went to wipe at his nose, a grin curling over his face as he leaned to Vriska.]

Oooh I like it rough, good of you to remember.

[He cackles a little and glances back to Equius with an apathetic expression, his hand darting for a carrot and brings it to his mouth immediately, taking a nice loud bite.]

So, I asked Karkat. What the fuck do you guys remember from your last time...wherever you were? He said they our universes weren't quite that different. [Nom nom, food in his mouth, nice and orange like his blood.]

[She transfers the muffin to her other hand away from Tavros. Huffs at him.] Don't flatter yourself, I recall just the opposite.

[She rolls her eyes when he grabs the carrot.] If you punch off his mouth he won't eat your food anymore. [Walks around to take a seat across from them and takes a bit from her muffin.] What do you last remember, hm?

[He frowns faintly at Vriska,] As tempting as that is, I'd like it if I was not expelled before classes begin.

[However, a jab of his finger into Tavros's side shouldn't do too much damage, right? If he keeps stealing his food, he's going to bite his hand.] I mean it, lowblood, get your own. I actually do need all this food, you know. I will probably even need to get more, especially if you keep this up.

I was traveling to Aradia's world.

Bluh bluh. Can we not talk about pointless shit please?

When the fuck do you guys remember last? Seriously, I demand it, command it, need to hear it please and thanks? Gog... [Can be get down to business seriously? Tavros eats more of the carrot and then cringes with a slight and very brief whimper from the jab Equius took at his side. He snarls a little and scoots away from him, hi pursed lips going to a grin.]

I'm getting rough play from both sides? Oh dear me, I do believe I'm gettin' th vape-ahs. [Fans self a little, a laugh following his words.]

Edited 2011-05-31 03:42 (UTC)

[She picks away at her muffin, listening to both of them go on idly.] I was facing off with Ampora and Makara.

I could be rougher, if you so truly wish it. [He grabs an orange and digs his claws into it, pointing it at Tavros so that a bit of juice squirts out at him] Just keep pushing your luck, mudblood, and I might grant your death wish.

Stop flirting and answer the fucking question. [He rolls his eyes, licking the orange juice that had squirted onto his arm.]

[He looks to Vriska with a small frown.]

Facing off? Care to elaborate?

Nooooooot really! [She looks away and pulls out her phone to check the time.]

Wow, it looks like I have to be somewhere that isn't here so if you excuse me... [Not that she cared if they did or not, she stands up, flicking a piece of muffin at Tavros.] Try not to cause a fucking uproar, yeah?

I answered it when you first asked, ignoramus! Were you not listening to me?

[pause] I am not flirting! That is disgusting. Don't you dare make such vulgar implications again! A highblood like me, flirting with a lowblood piece of excrement like you? How depraved. [he shudders and throws the orange at Tavros's head]

Where are you going, Vriska? [He starts as she gets up, staring up at her] You cannot possibly be leaving me with him. I forbid it!

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject