towerofanimus | ❝If you're out there trying to move on❞

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❝If you're out there trying to move on❞

Characters: Willow (

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Setting: Floor 20, the one open to the outside.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Super duper backdated to sometime during the chocolates event last week, around Valentine's Day. Willow ate a peanut butter chocolate and... thinks she should be Aradia's older sister. This includes turning herself into a troll. On purpose. Whoops. (Note: she's only a troll for this post, nowhere else! Please excuse the icons!)
Warnings: Just obsessive stalkerness for Aradia.

[It was delicate work, and it'd taken her a while, but it was finally done. She was even the same blood color as her, which was a happy coincidence. Willow had eaten the chocolate and gotten a glance at Aradia earlier, but had felt too overwhelmed by her feelings to approach her right away. How was she supposed to talk to her unless she was right for her, first? She couldn't be her sister if she was human. Trolls didn't even have sisters.

Which was, honestly, a minor detail in her mind. Everything right now was centered around finding Aradia and showing her what she'd done, certain she'd be happy. There was also a minor footnote about how she had to give Eridan his ring, and oh, he'd probably be happy, too! His ring was all done and she was a troll now! They could be real matesprits. Willow couldn't figure out why that word had seemed funny to her before.

It was something Aradia had, so she, of course, had to have one, too. They both had matesprits. It was perfect.

She'd sought out the big empty space of the twentieth floor to do her spell, but now she's packed up all of her supplies and stuffed them in her messenger bag, and is making her way over to the stairs. She stops the first person she sees.]

Hey! [she says brightly, maybe too brightly, as if nothing is strange about her appearance at all.] Have you seen Aradia? I need to show her how perfect we are now. How alike.

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[It's a little while later when Aradia runs into Willow. Or more specifically, runs into a troll she hasn't seen before. Naturally, her curiosity leads her to investigate]

Hi. Are you new here?

No, silly! It's me! Willow.

I bet I look pretty different without red hair, huh? [Her peppiness fades into shy hope.] But I thought... we could be closer, if I was like this.

[Okay she's happy-confused-not-really-sure-what's-going-on but it's Willow. She knows Willow, even if not normally like this]

Yes. You, um, you're a troll now? That's a thing that's happening here, you've turned into a troll?

Yes! [she says excitedly, eager to elaborate.] I wasn't sure the spell would work, because I've never done anything on this scale of self-transfiguration before-- I've dabbled, but, but this is big. And I think I got it all right, physiologically.

We can be like real sisters now!

[Beaming. Smile.]

[That...is a lot to take in about her roommate. She knew about the magic, sort-of, but not that she was this powerful or that she would even want to and...wait, what was that last bit]

Sisters?

[Oh yeah, she has to explain this part, doesn't she?]

Right, sisters. Like... humans that are born to the same parents, I mean, have the same two genetic donors. They grow up together and are really super close.

Though obviously we're not human. Or I'm not, anymore. [She giggles faintly.]

Oh...really? I know Vriska and Terezi used to call themselves sisters but I don't think they meant it in the same way...do we have to be sisters to be close?

No, but... [She falters, and looks on the verge of heartbreak. She bites her lip. Her eyes grow wide. Her tone turns pleading.]

Don't you want to be sisters, Aradia?

[Oh no, this isn't good and Aradia can't place why but she knows something's up]

No...no, it's not that. I mean, you're asking to be my family and I know that's a big thing for you, I just...don't really understand it. I mean, we don't even have families that way.

I know you don't, but I think that's stupid. [She's just gonna come right out and say that, petulantly.] I've never had a sister before, and... it would just be perfect!

You don't have to worry, I'll explain everything to you. And anything else that needs to be taken care of, I'll do that, too. I know how it's supposed to work, I've seen Dawn and Buffy.

[Aradia still looks uncertain but Willow just sounds so earnest and she wants to be able to follow what her roommate is saying even as she still doesn't really get it]

Taken care of? What is there to take care of? Is there something special we have to do to make us sisters that I'm missing?

Anything you need taken care of, [she repeats, more strongly. Willow appears very firm on this point, and unbending.]

We don't have to do anything special, necessarily... we just have to share everything.

We do? Really? Everything?

[Aradia paces a little as she tries to wrap her head around this and what that means for them]

Well okay, but I'm not sure my clothes would fit you...and yours definitely wouldn't fit me, not with these. [As she indicates the wings]

And what about...does that apply to our matesprits too? Because I'm not sure...maybe if we were moirails for our matesprits...but you have a moirail already so that won't work...

[She gives Willow a look very much of "help I have no idea how any of this works]

[Willow's just happy that Aradia seems to be taking this seriously, and perks up, giggling a little into her hand.]

Don't be silly, we don't need to share relationships. [Cursed or not, Willow is Willow, and she wouldn't be pleased to let someone else in on her boyfriend. She's already a bit secretly wobbly about Sollux being there as kismesis.] We just need to share everything about ourselves!

If the clothes thing is really important to you, I'm sure I could magic up a fix, anyway.

[She takes a few steps closer to her, fixed on watching her as she paces.] But really... I'm just glad that you don't mind. I-- I was worried. [That obsessive gleam in her eyes is hard to miss, by this point.]

Oh. Oh, okay. Good. I mean, not, it's not that I'd be worried about you running off with Sollux or anything but I wasn't sure...but good, I'm glad.

[There's something in that last part that causes her to look up, and it's then she notices the extent of how serious about this Willow is]

Um, well, I'm sorry if I worried you...how long has this been a thing? To worry about, I mean...I just don't remember you mentioning it before.

It's been a thing since... since this morning, but it feels like forever.

I don't know how I could've missed it before. I just saw you, and... all of a sudden, I knew.

Oh.

[Oh. She'll have to be careful here]

Seems like a lot of people are suddenly knowing things today.

... No one else has been 'knowing' things about you, have they?

[Intense frown. She really might want to be careful, yeahhhhh.]

Um...no? I mean, not that I've noticed? But then I haven't seen very many people today...which happens sometimes.

[And is probably for the best, she's starting to think]

Good. Because it should be just me. We're our only family left.

Um...well, okay. I mean, I'm not sure that's strictly true, my ancestor being here and all, but it's not like we're that close.

[But she's still getting more warning vibes here]

Your ancestor's here? She's not murderous, is she?

[She at least seems worried as well as disapproving now.]

No...I mean, she's not much of a people person but I don't think she's anyone to worry about. Not like some of the highblood adults.

Okay. [Exhale.] I'm not going to let anyone get hurt on my watch if I can help it, least of all you.

[It's been happening enough lately that the thought has effectively derailed her from her earlier creepiness, at least in part.]

Willow, it's okay. I'm not going to get hurt and if I do it's probably my fault for taking on the wrong person anyway. It's not like that's not how it normally happens.

[It comes to something when everyone else is more worried about her than she is]

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