towerofanimus | Dying Sucks

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Dying Sucks

Characters: AU Feferi Peixes, anyone else (hopefully signless and crew! <3)

Setting: dorms, room 1-07
Format: i'll match!
Summary: Fefs first encounter with Condesce wasn't exactly the most fun one. She was, after a bit of a fight, promptly culled. Now shes awake and upset.
Warnings: mentions of death, possible cursing, idk!

Feferi hadn't expected to wake up from that encounter.
What was weirder was that she couldn't even move.
She laid in her bed frozen and alarmed, desperately trying to get her body up and moving. It took 10 minutes until she could finally move again, flinging herself out of her bed and clattering to the floor. She was woozy and wobbly on her feet, holding onto the bed post to steady herself, breathing heavy and erratic.
"Oh my cod..."
She stumbled towards the door, determined to find her ancestor friends and inform them of the situation at hand.
The Empress was here, and she wanted Feferi dead-- and had already accomplished it once.

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The troll stumbling out of the dorm nearby placed Castiel on high alert, his sword out and ready. However, she - he assumes it's a female from the long hair and jewelry adorning her form - didn't seem threatening, as with the other younger trolls, but it doesn't hurt to be wary.

Feferi stumbles to the ground in front of Cas, hand clutching at her head. "Cod, I feel so terribubble..." She murmured to herself, almost startling in surprise at seeing the man above her.
"A-ah. I'm sorry."

He keeps his sword back, glancing down at her curiously. "No apologies necessary," he says, stepping back to give her some space. "You are another female troll..."

"Y-yes, I am."

She pulls herself upright, brushing off her clothing. "You've met my fronds?"

Of course, leave it to Castiel to not get the fish references. "I have not met any fronds, but I have met others like you."

"Yes, those are my fronds.... Moistly."

She rubbed at her arms a little, still a little shell shocked after being pretty brutally murdered.

The angel decided to leave this troll's strange use of words as a reference he will never get. "How many of you are there in this tower?"

"I'm not shore! Moist of my fronds are here, and some otter older trolls who are our ancestors. I haven't counted. I have 11 fronds, though."

"So, there are twelve of you."

[Tavros was wandering - he did that a lot, and he liked to know his way around the tower and just explore because what if he found something cool to do that no one would find out if he didn't?

Of course, he stops when he sees Feferi stumbling out of her dorm room.]

Feferi?

[Whoops collapsing next to your chair, Tavros.]

H-hey! [TRYING TO LOOK LIKE NOTHINGS WRONG TRALALALALA though her clothes are still stained with her own blood, focusing around three main points as if she was skewered with a trident.]

[Your act is not working on Tavros, Feferi. 8|a He's looking her over, and while it's obvious she is not okay, he still has to ask.]

Are you okay, Feferi?

[YES TAVROS IM JUST PEACHY 8T]

J-just fine, reely!

... What happened?

[HE DOES NOT LIKE SEEING THIS.]

[She couldn't stand it anymore. She needed to tell someone, and her moirail wasn't around, and she felt like she was going to burst.]

....I got culled.

[Oh.

Oh.

... That explains a lot.]

Um... who culled you?

Dave was in an incredibly similar situation not five minutes earlier, right down to being killed by the same person. He was in the middle of the hallway, holding onto the wall roughly with one hand and gripping his sword in the other, shaking all over. He notices Feferi stumble into the hall. Oh look, they were exactly right back where they met for the first time... what a coincidence.

His chest is heaving and he feels like puking, but he manages to keep a straight face.

"Hey, fancy meeting you here."

Except this time, Feferi was covered in the dried remains of her own blood, and both of them were worse for wear.
"Hey, coolkid." She tries to give him a smile, but it comes out more of a grimace. Feferi's clutching to the wall for support, breathing heavy.

"'Sup dancing fish girl? Wait, let me guess. Even bigger fish girl, am I right?"

He was just kind of guessing, there was a number of ways to die in the weird ass place, but considering the trolls' knack for being violent, especially to one another, he figured it was a good guess.

"Yup. She's my ancestor."

She scowls, displeased that the Condesce would not only harm Feferi, but others as well. "You too?"

"Yep." He rubs his chest a little. God dying sucked, about as much as he figured it would.

"Hey, no offense or anything, but your ancestor is a bitch."

"She's a pretty big pain in the bass, yeah."

She sighed, slumping to the floor with her back to the wall. She motioned for Dave to join her-- perhaps they could talk a little. "I'm a threat to her authority. So she krilled me."

He hesitates before joining her, preferring not to stay on his feet while feeling so woozy.

"Yeah she was certainly a pain in my bass. How're you a threat to her 'authority'?" Dave glances at the crown on her forehead. "... You a princess or something?"

She nods, leaning a bit against Dave not because she wishes to get all up in his personal space, but mostly just because seriously, y so woozy?
"Uh huh. I'm the next in line for the Alternian throne. If I'm alive, I'm a threat to her being Empress. Usually it'd be a few more sweeps before she'd even care, but, I guess not here."

He doesn't really care that much, he's cool with the fish girl leaning on him, he's not feeling well either bluh.
"Empress, huh. What does it even matter, isn't your planet destroyed anyways?" Dave furrows an eyebrow at her in confusion.

"I guess so, now that we're here. But that won't stop her from trying to take over the tower, if she can't have Alternia." Feferi explained, frowning a bit. "And if we can return to our planet, i'll once again still be a threat."

"With all that hair she could be Rapunzel of this tower." He snickers a bit at his own joke. "There isn't much to be empress of here. And I'm not sure what you're talking about, your planet's dead, isn't it? Before you came here." Dave tilts his head a bit.

((technically this can't happen until two days later, because Ψ was following Condesce around until then, but they could run into each other once he ventures out again?))

After his run-in with the Condesce, and knowing that she was still in the tower somewhere, Ψiioniic was far warier about moving through the tower on his own. He couldn't hide in his room forever, though, and he had to leave eventually.

He nearly flipped out when he saw the tyrian-blood ahead, until he realized it was too small to be the Condesce. Feferi, then. "H-hey," he said, a little hesitantly.

(I actually didn't imagine her coming back for a few days anyways to give Condesce time to think she'd beat her up, so it could still work out :3)

Oh. Oh gosh.
She really probably shouldn't see Psiioniic in this state, but there wasn't much of a way around it.
"Hey, Psiioniic." Feferi managed, turning around to face him and running her fingers through her hair. Her outfit was covered in the dried remains of her own blood, appearing as if she had been skewered by a trident and bled out.

"Wha... what happened?" he exclaimed, horrified by the sight of all that precious tyrian blood. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Uh... fuck, I don't know much about firtht aid... where's the injury?"

"I-it's alright! I'm okay." She pulls up her shirt to mid rib cage, showing that there were no marks under the bloody punctures on her shirt. "I..." Should she tell Psi about the Condesce? Or avoid it and go to Signless? "Was hurt. But it's okay now."

She'd been hurt so badly her shirt was ruined, and yet there wasn't a mark on her? Ψiioniic stared in confusion. "Uh. Okay. Well, I'm glad you're all right? What happened?"

"..."

She'd tell him. Maybe he could help.

"I was culled. By the Condesce."

"You, too?" Ψiioniic blurted out, staring at her. "But why would she cull you? She'th not supposed to attack her heirs until they come to challenge her, isn't she?"

He was confused by the fact that Condesce would cull Feferi. What could the young troll have possibly said or done to arouse the Condesce's ire?

"She just didn't want to have someone to contest her authority here, I think. And she wasn't in the best mood."

Feferi sighed, running her hand through her hair. "She's been hurting a lot of us, huh?"

"Yeah, well, Signless culled her back, tho I think she's gonna be even less happy now," Ψiioniic admitted. "We sort of got into a big fight, and everybody lost."

...another one of the trolls, but not one of his.

Great.

An option among the top few being considered was just moving past her. She's Feferi, yes, but simultaneously not.

And she's going to just kind of royally fall to the ground right in front of David, whole body shaking and weak.

HERE HAVE A TROLL ANYWAYS DAVID.

...oh well okay then.

He crouches down, putting a hand out. Nepeta-colored Feferi get up come on seriously.

She takes the hand gratefully, hoisting herself upright with a shaky sigh.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little weak and shaky." Getting culled kind of sucks jsyk.

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Dying Sucks

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not to mention the boobs-- -shot-

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