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[legislacerates]

Characters: Redglare and everyone
Setting: everywhere (aka anywhere your character might be, she is just wandering around)
Format: i'll match!
Summary: 1NV3ST1G4T1ON because what else does she ever do.
Warnings: possibly some language and/or violence, i'll update this if necessary

[once again the Neophyte found herself wandering the Tower. exploring new floors, exploring old ones, catching a bite to eat in the cafeteria...she might even spend a little time in her own dorm room at some point. who knows what she'll get up to or who she'll run into.]

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Floor 4

[tempustemporum]

[They've passed each other several times in the hallways; Redglare on her wandering 1NV3ST1G4T1ON, and Ienzo on his now-routine checks of the floors. At the end of it, he finally slips down to floor four, and finds her still poking around there.]

...hello.

[It's more an act of politeness than anything, since she happened to be near the door as he entered.]

[legislacerates]

[poking around is a good word for it; she's not nearly relaxed enough to lounge around on the furniture in here. probably she's staring out the window.]

Hello. [a remembering pause.] Ienzo.

[tempustemporum]

...have you found anything of note? [Because of course her traveling all over the place would mean that someone was having a little exploration. A brave assumption -- for him, anyway.]

[legislacerates]

That depends on your definition of "note".

[sageprincess]

[On the nineteenth floor, she'll find a human (well, not quite, but definitely closer to human than troll) woman situated at one of the tables, a book open in front of her and several more stacked nearby. It would seem someone else is doing their own sort of investigation, though not in the same way as Redglare.

She is rather absorbed in her work, however, and doesn't quite notice when the Neophyte passes by.]

[legislacerates]

[Redglare would probably pass by without comment, except...

...well, she sees the woman's ears. and while she's not terribly knowledgeable about species other than trolls, she has met someone with that distinct biological feature before...and she hadn't been aware there was more than one of them in the Tower.]

Excuse me.

[sageprincess]

[Zelda glances up from her reading and, well, her slightly surprised expression shows that she definitely has not met a troll before.

But Hyrule is a rather diverse place, and the other woman doesn't seem antagonistic, so there's no reason not to be polite.]

Ah, yes?

[benigncancer]

[Signless is on the floor in a corner of the library, wrapped in his cloak with the hood down, contentedly reading a book.]

[legislacerates]

[the horns are what catch her attention, and her reason for approaching. she's exercising due caution, of course--the last time she approached an adult troll in the library it turned out to be Orphaner Dualscar of all people--but she isn't being overtly threatening.]

I see you've found something interesting.

[not exactly the best conversation starter, but it's not like it's her job to make conversation okay!!]

[benigncancer]

[He looks up from his book and smiles at her in obvious welcome, not in the least bit threatened]

Hello. [He waves his book a bit] It's just a novel, actually. Are you Redglare?

floor 12

[orphans]

[well. this was... unexpected. not entirely unheard of, as this seemed to be one of the more popular floors to traverse, but still. coincidental, perhaps, that just after he'd learned more of this particular troll from his ex, that they should meet.

he'd have his arms folded behind his back, if he'd had more than one of them. thus, his only rests lamely at his side-- otherwise, posture perfect. he scans her from head-to-toe once.]

Evenin'.

[legislacerates]

[she side-eyes him rather than turning to face him full-on. her hands rest on the cane in front of her, and otherwise her posture is equally impressive.]

Good evening, Orphaner.

[orphans]

[he tilts his chin upward, further appraising her. her demeanor tells him that she is most usually all business; of which he is grateful, having no qualms with cutting to the chase.]

Did the Grand Highblood not inform you 'a her mindcontrol abilities?

floor 13

[grandhighblood]

[he's sitting cross-legged in between the two rows of pews, just sitting, not quite sure why he's returned to this spot. his gaze is fixed on the bench up near the front where just days earlier the Summoner had been perched upon.

the murmuring of the voice up front drones on, lulling him into a sort of rare calm state. it reminds him of his early days in the cult where there had been readings and chants in preaching the words of the Messiahs.]

[legislacerates]

[this isn't redglare's favorite floor, but she happens to be passing through while the GHB is there and...well, she can't not go over and see what he's up to.

she approaches without any particular sense of stealth and stops right behind him, seeing as there's not a whole lot of room to stand next to him.

she doesn't think it would be wise to say something if he's intent on the voice at the front, considering his position, but she also feels sure that he'll notice her presence regardless.]

[grandhighblood]

[he hears footsteps, but doesn't make any moves to show acknowledgement of her presence just yet, nor does he realize who it is. A heavy sigh escapes his lips and with his back still to her, he finally speaks:]

You know, there's a motherfucking time and place for everything, it all seems. Even if we all don't motherfucking intend it to be all happening, it just jumps outta that shitty wind-up box and kicks a motherfucker in the teeth when they least expect that shit.

It can bring the fucker to his knees and get his wicked cry on, or elevate them to the highest motherfucking point of the universe, and they'll won't be prepared for that fucking awe-inspiring noise. See, shit just doesn't seem right at first, like, what the fuck are we all doing up or down here? But they whisper in your motherfucking ear, saying it's all how it plays out in the end, whether we like that shit or not.

[once he finishes his absolute gibberish, he shrugs his shoulders and turns his head slightly, but not enough to make eye contact with her.]

Here to join me in this motherfucking powwow, or did you just come here to play?

Cafeteria

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Vriska's picked one of the busiest times to hit the cafeteria and she really couldn't care less - she acts as she pleases and if that means swooping to claim a free seat before looking to see if there's anyone else at the table, so be it.

Of course, it's only after she's sat down that she realises she's sharing with an adult who is, technically, a rank up from her own. This would be enough to send most skittering away but Vriska continues to get settled, shooting a challenging glance at the other troll as though challenging her to stop her]

[legislacerates]

[when redglare met the other vriska, she was wearing her god swag and redglare assumed she was from one of the many alternate universes in which trolls seem to exist.

this vriska, however, is definitely wearing mindfang's symbol, and it is definitely the right color. redglare can only assume that she is the one her descendant told her about.

which of course means that redglare also assumes vriska's behavior is a result of vriska's blood being the higher hue, which is why her lips purse--the only sign of her irritation--as she takes a moment to wipe her mouth.]

Good afternoon.

[this troll looks older than terezi does, but then again time discrepancies are also common in the tower. redglare will simply fall back on her usual strategy of being stiffly polite.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Vriska can't help but smirk a little. She's more than used to such stiff formality, usually from those who only tolerated her for Tavros' sake]

No-one sitting here, is there?

[As though she's prepared to move if asked]

[entropied]

[She will run into the Handmaid, apparently, who's still pretty battered up but has been let out of the infirmary early yay!!!!]

[legislacerates]

[good yes! it's been a while since they saw each other, which means that redglare has had plenty of time to think up new ways to annoy her favorite troll lady. today she goes for the "act as though you've had a name all this time" act.]

Good evening, Honeypie.

[this is a calculated move, of course. redglare's pokerface has never been more real, her posture never more straight, her tone never more formal.]

[entropied]

[WHAT.

She's just... Staring...]

[scalemate]

[Terezi is wandering the Tower as well. Like ancestor, like descendant, right? She doesn't really have a destination in mind, and when she spots Redglare, she perks up.]

Hi!

[legislacerates]

[terezi, naturally, immediately receives a smile from redglare.]

Good evening, Terezi.

[she still has that rigid posture but it's hard for her to keep a super formal tone when she's talking to her descendant.]

[scalemate]

[SWEET Terezi feels like the coolest kid right now.]

Are you going somewhere?