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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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Done at a highblood's behest, at least. I'd barely surfaced when it happened so you'll appreciate the details are a little hazy.

[She replaces her patch, sitting back in her chair a little]

Still, I suppose I should consider myself fortunate I'm allowed to live at all, what with the apparent threat I pose to the monarchy.

[okay, redglare finally lets her pokerface slip at that one because seriously. that doesn't even make any sense.]

That seems a little ridiculous. And it's not a claim you should make so publicly, considering that Her Imperious Condescension roams these halls, as do many of her closest allies.

[She arches an eyebrow at that]

The Condesce was dethroned sweeps ago. Mindfang was used as a tool to orchestrate that downfall. Does nobody remember their history around here?

[and suddenly everything is clear. terezi knows of the Condesce in a modern sense, which means that this vriska must be from a different timeline, or a different universe completely.]

Ah, I see! I seem to have mistaken you for someone else.

Wouldn't happen to be the other me running around the place, would it?

[Because that's something she'd sooner not think about but considering there's only been one other she's found who understands her background it's not a tough guess to make]

I've met one other, but her blood color was wrong. Not high enough.

[look, she is trying to give you little hints, vriska.]

What do you mean her blood colour was wrong? Don't tell me there's a third me hiding here somewhere.

The sign she wore was yellow, and it wasn't Mindfang's. The physical resemblance, however, was uncanny.

Oh, her. That is the one I've run into. Said she was from an alpha timeline, whatever that means. Had the nerve to call me a fake.

[And she is so not over that, whatever else she might think of her younger twin]

She is...[a little shit]annoying, I've found.

"Fake" isn't the appropriate word for it, in any case.

[Okay, Redglare, you get a handful of points for that]

Thank you. I'm glad not everyone here has left their thinkpans go to rust.

[meanwhile vriska is slowly garnering favor merely for being less annoying than her younger counterpart.]

It seems that there is such a thing as alternate universes. There are quite a few...duplicates, you could say, of various trolls populating the Tower.

I must admit, an Alternia where lowbloods are in power and highbloods are reviled is one of the stranger universes I've heard of so far.

[Amazing what a few sweeps and an alternate reality can do for a girl]

Is that so? That would explain a lot.

[That last comment, however, does earn a slight glower]

I'm sure it's fascinating to someone who doesn't have to live it.

Indeed. [it's not like redglare's going to argue such an obvious point.]

In any case, you would do well to remember that those you would consider lowbloods don't see themselves that way here, and assuming otherwise would be a very dangerous mistake.

[there, that's your free highblood warning for the day.]

Yeah, yeah, already heard that one. I can take care of myself.

[Apart from that she doesn't have an actual highblood ally here yet and that she sasses Aradia and still lives in no way prepares her for the sea dwellers being in charge but why let that stop her!]

Very well.

[hey, learning things the hard way is just how trolls are.]

[True enough]

So. What's your deal? You obviously know - knew - Mindfang.

[oh hey look it's time for more lip-pursing.]

A worse criminal than I have met previously or since.

[not that she has a "bitch killed me" bias or anything]

And how many criminals have you met, exactly?

[Either way, it's hardly news. Mindfang must have been bad for her punishment to have been so elaborate and drawn out]

Enough.

[but gosh is this kid getting cheeky.]

Then you are a legislacerator? I did wonder.

[Hey, she's just curious! Only fair after Redglare got to see her lack of eye]

An impressive deduction on your part. It's almost as though I'm wearing a legislacerator's uniform.

[it's okay, redglare just remains a little irritated over mindfang. the one that got away and all that.

also, she's pretty young herself. only five sweeps older than vriska, in fact.]

Is it my fault I've never thought to stick around one long enough to take in their outfits?

[Pretty much yes, but ssh nothing is her fault!]

I will concede it seems a sound strategy for someone following in the Marquise's footsteps.

Follow probably isn't the word, though I won't deny the influence of her history. I simply intend to avoid making the same mistakes she did.

[Which from her perspective is rather different to what Redglare would think]

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