001 To Take A Deep Breath

[fashionfairy]

Characters: Kanaya and everyone! (You are included in that!)
Setting: Various, starting outside room 1-07
Format: I'll follow you
Summary: Kanaya attempts to explore the tower and make friends. Or at least not make any enemies right off.
Warnings: None unless she's attacked. She may look meek and gentle but she's quite proficient with that chainsaw. Also, a secondary warning: she tends to ramble when nervous.



The first thing Kanaya was aware of was the inability to move. That was hardly unusual as the viscosity of the sopor slime in the recuperacoons made it difficult to thrash about in but that gave it a sense of comfort. She was not in her recuperacoon however. She was lying on some soft surface, like a cushion but raised and with blankets. Panic began to rise in her throat as she realized that she was not even on the flying chunk of rock she and her friends now called home. As the paralysis wore off she was able to take in her surroundings....and the rather hideous bodysuit and collar some clearly style challenged being had put on her.

She spotted the letter, read it quickly, and then went to the indicated chest to change into something more familiar. At least the collar was similar to her blood color so it didn't clash too terribly. A small wave of relief washed over her to see the matriorb safely nestled among various lengths of fabric. Even if she had failed everything else at least that was still safe and there was still hope.

Next, however, came a more pressing matter. She turned toward the door, placed her hand on the handle...and hesitated. Who knew what lay outside. She steeled herself, made sure the bottle of lipstick was in her pocket, and walked out to meet whatever lay beyond the threshold.

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Eridan stops, takes a deep breath and turns around.]

Su--

[WELP. He stares a little. Or a lot. After a moment, the small mechanical mother grub sitting between his horns buzzes somewhat, and the sound snaps him out of it.]

...Kan?

[fashionfairy]

[She stares back. It sounds like him, looks like him, but it can't be him. This troll carries himself completely differently and- The buzzing snaps her out of it as well causing her to blurt out the continuation of her thought.]

What are you wearing?

[chronomancer]

[Eridan blinks slowly.]

You're gonna need to be a lot more specific than that.

[fashionfairy]

Please forgive my outburst, I believe I may have mistaken you for someone else with whom you have a remarkable resemblance. What is your name?

[That has to be it, right? There's no way Eridan would be wearing her colors. That'd be preposterous.]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan stares at Kanaya for a long, long moment. He lets out a really loud sigh.]

Yeeeah, I get that a lot. You're not entirely wrong about that. I'm Eridan Ampora.

[A pause.]

If you refrain from trying to kill me that'd be fucking amazing, too. C'mon, I'll give you the grand tour.

[He motions for the lift.]

And we can go grab some gruel. I'm kinda starving.

[fashionfairy]

[She follows him, eying him curiously.]

If you would permit me to speak my thoughts aloud, despite the similarity of your appearance and the identical name, it is obvious to any observer that you are not the same troll. May I assume by your coloring...that you are also a Jadeblood like myself?

[There might be a hint of hopefulness in the last question. And more than a hint of confusion in the next.]

And do people often try to kill you upon meeting?

[chronomancer]

Yeah, that's... that's kind of the gist of it? I'm from an alternate universe than yours, so things are different. The Kanaya of my world is a mutant, for instance.

[He shrugs carefully, sidestepping a potential landmine by deciding consciously not to think about that Kanaya.]

And, honestly? It hasn't happened in a while, but with people from your universe, I prefer to be safe better than sorry.

[fashionfairy]

[She's no stranger to time shenanigans, ectobiological oddities, and general peculiar happenings but this takes the proverbial sweet iced sponge bread. All the same, meeting another jade blood before reporting to the brooding caverns is in itself a joyous occasion. She jogs a little to catch up with him and walk along side him.]

Judging by your tone I take it that this happens frequently? Are there many others from....'my universe'? Or your universe for that matter?

[chronomancer]

I know the Eridan from your world.

[That's all Eridan's willing to say on the matter. It was more than enough, really.]

But to answer your question, yes. There are a few trolls from your universe and a few from mine. You'll meet them soon enough, I think.

[fashionfairy]

[She trots along side him quietly for a few moments, casting about for something to say. She's dreadfully curious about him as well as the tower but his taciturn nature is making things difficult.]

Are there many Jade bloods in your universe? I only ask because they are so rare in mine that I feared I would never meet another until it was my time to report to the brooding caverns. I suppose it is not overly important but there have been days that I longed for the kinship that other, more common, hemotypes share. It also did not help that my lusus kept me far separate from other trolls for my own protection. I seldom even saw other trolls before I entered the game. I am also curious because there are only female Jade bloods in my universe so, forgive me for sounding rude, but you would be a bit of an oddity.

[chronomancer]

[Ah, the soothing pour of words. Eridan found himself smiling a little. It was familiar and that was nice.]

Eh, 's okay. I'm pretty sure I'm more than a bit of an oddity in general. But no, there weren't many jadebloods in my universe, I was the only one.

[He shrugged.]

I do know the feeling, though. You know. Wanting to meet someone who knew what the fuck is up with being a jadeblood and all.