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Characters: Signless - and OPEN! (and hopefully Condesce and Psiioniic~)
Setting: On the dorm levels.
Format: I'll follow your lead
Summary: Signless is working his way through the dormitory, searching for his best friend. He might encounter your character!
Warnings: Probable violence.

Signless had waited for two days.

Two days he had waited, searched, and worried. He hadn't slept in that time.

He had roamed the hallways, searched the other levels as best he could, and nearly gotten himself killed in the forest.

Now he was done. Someone had stolen Psiioniic, and whoever they were, they had to be hiding. And he was going to find them.

He moved methodically down the hallways of the dormitories, banging on each door until it was opened, or taking a sickle to the knob to break in. No matter what he had to do, he was going to find Psiioniic.

And when he found the douchebag who had hurt his friend, he was going to make them pay.

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That banging was pretty rude, and so when Terezi opened her door, she was scowling. That faded when she realized it was Signless, though, and she tilted her head. "What's wrong?" She couldn't imagine what he wanted with her, or even any of her roommates. Maybe he was looking for Karkat?

He didn't think Terezi was the culprit, but he pushed her aside enough to cast his crimson eyes around the room anyway, not wanting to leave anything to chance. He wasn't all that gentle about it, either.

"Have you seen a troll with four horns?" he asked distractedly, already turning away. "An adult one, not any of his descendent wrigglers."

The scowl returned as she stumbled to the side, catching herself on the doorframe. "No! Jegus, why?"

"Because he's missing, obviously," he hissed, his fingers balled into fists. "Your ancestor was smarter." Okay, that was mean. He drew in a breath and struggled with himself. "Sorry. Just...just fucking ignore me. Go back to what you were doing. I'm sorry for bothering you."

The Condesce hadn't said but a word to her roommates, nor did she care to hear words from them concerning the package she had carted back to their room. The living conditions were frustrating her, as was the general lack of order in the entire tower itself. Sure, there were humans who bustled about and did whatever it was they were supposed to be doing, but no sign of a leader or anything similar.

Two days had done nothing for her patience. The more time went by, the tighter her muscles clenched in fury. There was still the matter of the little green blooded mongrel to deal with, but she had been too focused on looking for a way out of this strange prison to pay her much mind. After all, there was little she or anyone could do about her when they were so divided.

Thus, when the pounding on her door started, tyrian eyes would narrow angrily. She had half a mind to have Psiioniic answer it and blast the perpetrator to ash, but she knew better. He was conditioned to not have any fight in him, not to mention that she would not risk having him injured for bad aim.

So she stood and strode to open the door, staring in absolute shock at the sight she beheld.

"You."

She scoffed, crossing her arms, but ignored the comment as he asked. "How long has he been missing? Where did you last see him?"

The banging on the door elicited a delayed response; at first, Naminé automatically froze up, surprised at the noise. Once she realized what it was, however, she tentatively stood from where she'd been sitting, uncertain whether or not it was a good idea to answer, especially when they seemed unsettlingly insistent. Still, what if it was someone she knew? She moved closer to the door, but stopped in front of it, paused, then said, "Who is it?"

At the door banging Suzaku stood automatically to answer it wondering what was going on. He blinked at the troll who stood on the other side, he had been in the tower a week or so now and was no longer surprised at seeing those that wern't human. "Can I help you sir?" Suzaku's voice was polite and formal.

[Molly was in her room staring at the ceiling. Then the banging started. She rolls off her bed and opens the door]

Hi?

[she opens the door] Signless? Is everything okay?

"I last saw him two fucking days ago, in my room, where he is supposed to be sleeping. I went out for fucking breakfast and I haven't seen him since," he snarled, stomping towards the next door. He didn't really care if she followed him or not. He was just too worried to think clearly.

His shock echoed her own. The last thing he'd expected to see was the actual Imperious Condescension, in the flesh, answering any door in the tower. His crimson eyes widened and he had to fight not to take an involuntary step back.

His brain seized like a rusted motor for a moment, two completely opposing impulses fighting in his brain.

"Condesce," he said finally. "Is your former Helmsman here, by any chance?" His eyes flickered with fire. If she wasn't the cause of Psiioniic's disappearance, he'd eat his sickles. But if she wasn't, then there was maybe a chance that this might not end in bloodshed.

Probably not. But maybe.

He really wasn't interested in people calling politely through doors. "Open the fucking door!"

Oops. Signless blinked and took a step back, vaguely recognizing Suzaku from...one of the other beds in the same dorm room where he lived. He hadn't spoken to the alien yet, but whatever. He glanced at the door and realized he had unwittingly come back to his own dorm room.

"Probably not," he said, answering the alien's question. "Unless you've seen our roommate, Psiioniic lately, and know where he is."

"No sir not recently," Suzaku placed the troll finally as the one who shared a room with him; not that they;d spoken but still Suzaku felt bad he hadn't recongised him sooner.

"Has he gone missing?" He had read some disturbing posts on the network about people going missing, their possible fates and people returning with no memories.

[He steps closer and peers around her, glaring around the room for any sign of his friend.] Have you seen a troll with four horns? An adult troll, I mean. Not any of the wrigglers who look like him.

Unfortunately, an answer like that was a sure way to make her not want to open the door. That wasn't a voice she recognized. She cringed automatically, then, "W-- why?"

[Oh, it's the tiny Dolorosa. He pauses, not shoving her out of the way like he was doing before, but instead getting a little too close and peering around her, just in case.] I'm looking for Psiioniic. Have you seen him? He's been missing.

[Opens the door and stares up at the man. Oh hey, he looks like he might be related to the girl he was drawing with in the hallway. Only bigger. And angrier.] Y-Yes?

"Because otherwise I'll have to break it down," he snarled dangerously. But whoever it was sounded like a frightened wriggler, and he reined himself in as best he could. "I'm not going to hurt anyone in there unless my friend is being held prisoner in that room."

Signless wasn't sure how he felt about all the formality, but he figured he'd just ignore it for now. He scratched his cheek with a claw, already starting towards the next door in the line. "Yeah, he hasn't been back in two days. He's already had one nooksucking asshole trying to fucking enslave him, and if that piece of bulge discharge has gone after him again, I'm going to smear his blood across the wall from floor to ceiling. Once I find him."

--Well, that was certainly one reason to open the door, since he definitely sounded capable of breaking down said door. The reason, though, was certainly a surprise. If it was true, she could understand being... forceful about things. Hesitantly, she opened the door. She looked as though she was expecting to have to back away quickly. His assessment was correct; she was a frail, tiny little thing for a girl her age, all pale skin and intimidated blue eyes.

Suzaku followed him, he figured since he wasn't doing anything he could help search. "Someone tried to enslave him? Here?" Suzaku hadn't encountered any of their kidnappers in person but wondered if the troll didn't mean before, since what would be the point in enslaving someone you had kidnapped and locked in a tower anyways.

[Woah. Another alien. Signless steps forward and peers around the hat, glaring around the room and not seeing his friend anywhere]

Have you seen a troll with four horns? An adult one, taller than me, I mean.

[Keeps staring.] S-Sorry, mister troll, but I haven't seen him... Is he in trouble?

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OOPS should of checked to see what room he was in!

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LMAO, it's OK. I wasn't sure how to handle it, and then decided to just roll with it

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Rolling with it is good!

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