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[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Tucked away in the back of the library is a table loaded up with books. On top of the books are boxes of multi-colored pencils, a good fraction of them snapped into unusable pieces. And seated at the table, obscured by all the books and boxes, is a troll, bent over a notebook, maroon colored pencil in hand, coloring away. He has homework he should be doing, but he doesn't really care. In that moment, all that mattered to him was the drawing of a robotic girl with large red eyes and graceful curves.]

Ah... Aradia... How I long to gaze once more into your soulless eyes... to read your words of patience and obedience... to hold your cold metal chasis in my arms...

[He sighs longingly, putting aside his pencil to trace blue bow lips, then glances around conspiratorially. There was no one around, was there? No one was watching? No, the coast was clear.]

[Biting his lip, he picked up the notebook, holding it aloft in front of him. With one last glance, he leaned forward, and pressed his lips to the drawing.]

[Moments later, he leaned to the side, cradling the notebook in his arms as if he was sweeping it off its feet, passionately kissing the drawing.]

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[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

You would not have me any different. [Kisses Tavros's cheek again, then pulls back, smirking knowingly at the other troll]

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[NOPE SORRY he's both taller than you and psychic.]

[He's not even touching the notebook, just holding it out of reach in a field of red and blue energy.]

What the hell would you want with her?

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

[Eye twitch, and, just, gonna, go now.]

[Except not, and turning back quick to slash his claws of Equius's face.]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[He'll kick you, Sollux. He'll kick you and you won't have a leg anymore]

I said that's none of your business! [He is blushing so hard right now. take a wild guess at he wants. You win a prize if you say sloppy makeouts] Just give it back! Now! I command you!

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Wouldn't have tried to dodge, even if it hadn't caught him off guard. As it it, he just stands there, eyes going wide behind his glasses as he raises his hand to touch his bloody cheek.]

You...

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

Hide that, horsebag.

[Smiles, eyes half lidded again as he raises his hand to lick off the blue blood from his claws.]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[He needs a towel]

Ah...

[He is not hiding this. He doesn't care, this is not something that he feels needs to be hid. Ooh, Mr. Nitram, ooh. Take him now.]

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

We're done here, droog, jet and set.

[Turns and starts off. Christ Equius, such a pervert... Stay that way you shitstain.]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, okay, this time he'll let him go. But only because he's too busy swooning and sighing like a schoolgirl over this.]

[Oh Taaaaaaaavros, you make him feel like such a polly little filly]

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

[No shit you are Equius, Tavros is a hot fucking stuff, you better be swoonin-Wait, don't use 'polly'. Dumbass.]

[He'll make you feel like something...]

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

[Oh lord... someone who still believes in monogamy. Apollo shakes his head.] That's why you tide yourself over with other women, my main man. What's the chance of your girlfriend showing up? A million to one?

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[He is not blushing. He is flushed with anger. That is what he is. No blushing here, nope.] She is not my girlfriend... yet. And several others from my homeworld have showed up, I do not think it is outside the realm of possibility that she may show up.

And I am not a slut, no matter what Nitram thinks. Besides, there is no one else here that I'd desire to pursue.

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[He slinks back a step, defensively hunching his shoulders.]

No.

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Okay, time to get serious. He bares his teeth, raising a fist threateningly]

You dare defy me, mustardblood?

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[He shrinks down a little more, and while he's still clearly angry, it's a little more hesitant and confused.]

Yes.

[betwixttocks.livejournal.com]

[Loudly pops her gum once as she stands across the table from him, a book titled something about the end of the world or close to it. She's between looking disturbed and horrifically amused.]

Does it taste like the real thing?

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Wow, he's impressed, even if it doesn't show. He actually has to get physical now.]

[With a snarl, he reaches out to flick Sollux's arm]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[You know, he'd been pretty happy after Tavros showed up. Not anymore, obviously.]

Not even remotely close. Go away, Vriska.

[He wants his smoochbot back...]

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[Sollux notices the attack coming, and instinctively react by projecting a crackling barrier of psionic energy out in front of him. Of course - barrier or not, it's hard to contend with the sheer force Equius can exert, and so the flick still shoves him back.]

[Only instead of his arm taking the brunt, the shield does, and a ripple spreads over it as it holds back the movement.]

You really...

[Certain automatic reactions are starting to dominate in his mind, but his knows this is not the time or place.]

...really don't want to start this with me.

[knightofmirth.livejournal.com]

Of course not.

[He grins a little, revealing sharpened teeth again.]

Just that I'm more informed than you.

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[He...]

[Couldn't touch Sollux. He couldn't... oh my gosh.]

[Just kind of, going to stand here, staring. And sweating. And breathing heavy.]

[Oh gosh. What just happened?]

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[...ew.]

[What is happening indeed.]

[Sollux stays where he is, watching him apprehensively.]

...What?

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Why do those teeth remind him of Gamzee?]

Indeed. Well, if you are done here...

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

M-my strength... useless?

[He doesn't. Know how he feels about this? This has never happened to him before. He feels to powerless and small and he kind of likes it]

[agt-doubletap.livejournal.com]

[He stares at the floor, straightening up a little, though he looks no less unsettled.]

I've fought things a lot scarier than you.