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[sylphoftealdeer]

[BBS; text]

Do Humans In This World Usually Decorate Their Common Gathering Areas With Such Bright Red Depictions Of Hearts And Or Equally Red Flowers
While Terezi Would Greatly Appreciate This Decadent Cherry Red Scenario I Must Confess That Its A Bit Too Overwhelming
This Is A Good Color But Not When Used In Quantities High Enough To Damage Visual Receptors

But Despite This Overabundance Of Red I Cant Say These Developments Make Me Unhappy
Im Glad To See The Sun Again Even Though It Is Not The Same Sun I Had At Home
But Its Significantly Better Than Fifty Two Weeks Of Darkness

Well
I Suppose An Introduction Is In Order If I Am To Be Living Here For An Undefined Amount Of Time
My Name Is Kanaya Maryam And I Am A Troll
Which Is Actually The Name Of My Species And Not An Indicator That I Typically Indulge In Campaigns Of Provocation With The Use Of Messaging Systems Although Some Of Us Have Been Known To Enjoy Such Activities

Now If Youll Excuse Me I Must Find My Living Quarters And Hopefully Make Them Considerably Prettier
I Doubt That An Aesthetically Pleasing Environment Is A Priority Here If The Assigned Cadet Clothing Is Anything To Go By But It May Possible That My Standards Are Simply Too High When Compared To Everyone Elses
It Wouldnt Be The First Time That Happened And I Doubt It Will Be The Last



[Action]

[Kanaya can be seen walking through the Garden corridors while trying to find the entrance to the female dorms. It's a bit difficult to go by unnoticed when you're literally glowing while wearing a red dress, but Kanaya acts as if nothing is out of the ordinary while she glances from her surroundings to the map she has been given, and then back to her surroundings again, trying to find her way in this strange new place.]


((ooc: If you'd prefer not to have Kanaya use her green font when tagging your character, please tell me so in this post! Also, I will be travelling later today so my replies may be a bit slow. Sorry about that.))

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[moirailcompass]

[Nepeta is coming back from his little stint as a host to change out of her tux. It's not a dress, but it's still too stiff and formal for her to want to spend more time than she needs to in it. A very curious and strangely familiar scent hits her nose, and she sniffs the air a bit trying to place it. It's when she gets nearer to the area where the dorms are that she finally spots Kanaya.

She doesn't recognize her from behind right away. For one she is glowing and that is a little distracting. Two, it has been months since she has seen Kanaya, and she had been told that she was dead. For a second she stands where she is, and then it clicks.

When she calls her out, her tone is hesitant, quiet and almost scared.]

Kananyaa?

[sylphoftealdeer]

[Kanaya knows that voice, and the cat puns that often come with it. Much like Nepeta, Kanaya knows the other girl is dead, so she can't help wondering exactly what is happening here. Granted, she had expected to see her in dream bubbles, but to find her here, of all places...

The rainbow drinker turns around, eyebrows raising in surprise at both Nepeta's clothes and her eyes. She was expecting to find the blank stare of the dead, not this... But despite her suspicion and the many questions in her thinkpan, she steps closer to the other girl, smiling slightly.]

Hello, Nepeta.

[moirailcompass]

[There are a lot of things that Nepeta could wonder about. How is it that hse is alive, why is she glowing, when did she get here, what time is she from. Really, in the end it matters very little. She isn't able to keep her cool quite so well, and her eyes film up a bit before she strides over to Kanaya and gives her a hug.]

H-hi. [She hiccuped a bit, voice still quiet.] It's real good to see you.

[sylphoftealdeer]

[The hug doesn't surprise her; it's comforting in its familiarity, and she could never refuse it: Nepeta's affectionate gestures are a constant throughout paradox space, after all. When the cat-like troll hugs her, Kanaya holds her close in return.

Maybe this place isn't so bad, if Nepeta is alive and safe from Gamzee's sober rampage.]

Likewise. [She smiles against Nepeta's shoulder.] Have you been doing well?

[thorny]

Oh, hadn't you heard? The decorations are in fact an elaborate scheme to upset your delicate color palette, put in place under the guise of a human holiday in order to lull you into a false sense of inability to remove them.

We thought it might be nice to give you a rousing welcome to your new quarters.

[sylphoftealdeer]

Oh My Its Your Human Sarcasm Again
I Am So Overjoyed To Witness The Return Of Such Insincerity Hidden Behind Pleasant Discourse Written In Your Characteristic Light Purple Font That I Have Also Decided To Practice Some Insincerity Of My Own Despite How Primitive That Makes Me Feel

[thorny]

How wonderful that you've decided to lower yourself to the neanderthal level of humans and bang a couple of rocks together in a show of camaraderie. If you continue to delve into the seedy underbelly of foreign culture you'll fit into this academy in no time.

[sylphoftealdeer]

Alas I Have No Desire To Continue This Façade Or Otherwise Perpetuate My Attempts At Sarcasm So You May Cease Your Metaphors And References To A Culture And History I Am Not Acquainted With

[redcinemareel]

There is no such thing as too much red.

-Grell ♥

[sylphoftealdeer]

While I Agree That Red Is Indeed Beautiful And Have Designed Many Garments In That Color Including The Dress I Am Currently Wearing I Must Disagree With Your Statement And Once Again Claim That This Is Simply Too Much

[redcinemareel]

Not on the battlefield. Many can claim that love is a battlefield, so the colors are appropriate in such a quantity.

You'll have to show me your dress, however.

[sylphoftealdeer]

I Suppose So
I Must Admit I Am Not Very Knowledgeable About Human Romance

Oh Yes Of Course

[Kanaya complies without a second thought; it's not every day that others are interested in her very fashionable creations, after all. After working out how to do this and how to get the camera to focus appropriately, she switches to VIDEO and records herself in her red dress and gloves; the chainsaw is hidden, however, and tucked safely away in the form of a very innocent green/black lipstick. ]

[bunnypassingby]

No, we don't usually decorate this much! It's for Valentine's Day, a holiday celebrating love.

We'll be taking everything down tomorrow!

- Mikuru

[sylphoftealdeer]

I See

Could You Tell Me More About This Human Holiday

[bunnypassingby]

It's usually celebrated by giving the people you love gifts, like chocolate, or candy, or flowers. Where I'm from it's a holiday where girls give all the boys in their lives chocolate, and the boys return the favor on a day called White Day a month later.

- Mikuru

[fierybluebird]

Nice to meet you Kanaya. The red is for Valentine's Day, it won't stay forever.

[sylphoftealdeer]

Likewise I Suppose
It Is Rather Odd To Return The Feeling When I Do Not Know Who I Am Exchanging Pleasantries With

[fierybluebird]

Oh, yes, sorry.

Marco.

[sylphoftealdeer]

Hello Marco It Is Nice To Meet You Too

Am I Correct In Assuming That You Are Human Like Most Of The Individuals I Have Found So Far

[text]

[fighting4afuture]

The sun is nice, isn't it? And personally, I don't think the dormitory is that bad...

[Though after spending the last year in a mostly blank white void, his opinion is likely somewhat skewed.]

Nice to meet you, Kanaya. I'm Trunks Brief.

[text]

[sylphoftealdeer]

Yes It Is
Its Quite Comforting To Feel Its Warmth Once More

I Suppose The Dormitory Isnt Too Bad If Your Standards Arent Too High
Not Everyone Shares The Same Opinions And Priorities After All

It Is Nice To Meet You Too Trunks Brief

now that i am back from con adventures...

[f8tal]

[She sees her from afar before she even realizes who it is at first, thinkpan aggravatingly slow to connect the pieces. She vaguely wonders why the bright glow of Kanaya's skin is familiar when it shouldn't be (when did Fussy Fangs start glowing?), but she doesn't let herself think about it right now. The holes in her memory weren't something she took time out of her busy days to contemplate.

Quickly, she makes her way up behind the glowing troll as swift and quiet as possible before moving to poke her sides with each index finger. A grin sat wide across her face.]

Kanaaaaaaaa~ya!

eeeexcellent. 8 )

[sylphoftealdeer]

[Unfortunately, Vriska's cheerful sneak attack doesn't have the desired effect: having spent so much time fighting since entering their SGRUB session, Kanaya's reflexes have become sharper and faster, and her rainbow drinker transformation made them even better. As soon as she feels the unexpected touches to her sides, Kanaya steps away and twists her body in one single graceful movement, dropping every item in her hands except for her lipstick, which is just as quickly turned into the bloodied chainsaw. It happens much too fast, and before she can realize it's Vriska, Kanaya assumes a fighting stance in front of her, holding her chainsaw in place, as if to defend herself from an attack that doesn't come.

It doesn't take her long to realize that the one who just triggered a chain reaction of self defense is her former moirail and unrequited matesprit. Her hair is much shorter, certainly, but she would recognize those horns-- and that grin-- anywhere. Her eyes aren't blank, and that surprises her a lot more than seeing Vriska in this place; she expected to find her in dream bubbles, not somewhere else, and most certainly not here.

Her chainsaw turns back into her lipstick but Kanaya doesn't move: she's too busy staring at the other troll, wide eyed.]

Vriska...?

[f8tal]

[She stumbles back and away from the chainsaw's edge, careful not to let it touch her because fuck.

Someone was a little on edge today. Vriska just stared at Kanaya even after she put away the chainsaw, but tried to regain her composure by smoothing out the fabric of her skirt.]

Holy hell, Fussy Fangs! If I didn't know better I would have thought you were really trying to hurt me! Cut that shit out already, jeez!

[sylphoftealdeer]

[The motion of Vriska's hands smoothing out her skirt-- that's right, she's wearing a uniform and a skirt, of all things-- distracts her slightly, but not for long.]

I apologize. It was not my intention to harm you or even attempt to do so, but your touch was much too sudden and unexpected, specially given your absolute silence while approaching me. I didn't...

[She stops speaking. There are many ways to finish that phrase: I didn't think it would be you was the most logical option, followed closely by I didn't know you were here and I didn't expect to see you alive after stumbling upon your corpse.

The anger she'd felt hours earlier-- when she found three particular trolls and interfered with their showdown-- has since then deflated (for the most part), but even with Vriska alive and seemingly unharmed, she can't shake the image of her body and all that cerulean blood out of her thinkpan. And so, instead of voicing her thoughts, she asks:]

I did not injure you, did I?