towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Nepeta and all of you lovely folks
Setting: The halls , no place in general. She just woke up so she is wandering around!
Format: I will start with prose, but I will go with what you want~
Summary: Nepeta just woke up, has no idea where she is, and is going to be wandering around in search of a few more answers than purrvided -- er, provided.

The last poor Nepeta remembered was having a small argument with Equius, and apologizing profusely to Tavros. The last she remembered, her and all her friends were about to start a game, her unhappily forced onto the team with her moirail.

It felt like it had only been moments before, but after that it was a blur. She had woken up on an unfamiliar object, soft and fluffy like her furs but nothing like it at all. It was strange and she wanted to get off of it right away. She found herself unable to move, though and started to grit her teeth in frustration. Nepeta's head was swimming and it felt like something was on her chest. Almost the sound of a soft growl in her ears.

But as soon as it started, it stopped and she sat up with an unhappy noise. Glancing around and twitching her tail back and forth, she jumped to her feet and glared accusingly at the strange, soft slab.

Then she got the letters.

Her heart fell, and she bit her lip. She barely looked at the letter explaining where to get anything and only focused on one thing: her world was destroyed. This couldn't be true! This clearly was some ridiculous, elaborate roleplay her friends had set up. Perhaps this was even the game they were talking about.

No way were all they gone. Not Equius, not Terezi...not Karkat.

With a firm and resolute smile, she wiggled her rear and headed out the door.

"Don't worry! I bet they are purrobably just hiding! I'll find them, mrrrow!" she cheered, emboldening herself as she wandered into the halls and began to explore.

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By this point, Eridan had started to try and avoid the other trolls. It never led to anything good, all he got out of them were death threats and lectures and it was depressing him. Apparently they just couldn't let go of the fact that he'd doomed the future of their race. He hadn't MEANT to, and he was sorry, and wasn't that good enough?

But needless to say, the sight of another troll in the hall didn't excite him. In fact, more than anything, it made him want to hide, even if it was the kittytroll. She probably knew too, and he'd end up looking more like his ancestor than he already did. So instead of stopping, he kind of nodded at her and prepared to try and skirt around her. Maybe go down to the lounge floor for some concentrated moping in an armchair.

Nepeta had never found herself too particularly bothered by Eridan. He was a little weird and sometimes came off as creepy, but it wasn't all that bad! And after all, she was patient enough to deal with Equius.

And seeing Eridan right now was the best thing that could have happened. It meant they weren't all gone. It meant that everything was okay! As he nodded at her, Nepeta gave a wide smile and then started following him, going to lightly touch his scarf, then his shoulder to make sure he was real. And upon seeing he really was there, her step found a brand new bounce.

"I'm so glad you're okay! I was so worried!" she started off, tail swishing back and forth and eyes alight.

Eridan flinched when he felt her touch him but...her claws weren't out. It was just a touch. Maybe she's playing with him? But her word... They made Eridan stop in his tracks.

"W-wwhat?" He turned around to face her, his eyes kind of wide, and fishy. "You wwere wworried? You're GLAD?!"

Nepeta put her hands behind her back, smiling brightly as she nodded. She didn't see why he would think a friend would think any different upon seeing someone they though to be dead alive again.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be, silly? You aren't hurt, are you?"

She looked around his sides a little, inspecting him carefully.