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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Dorm corridors?
Format: I'll match!
Summary: Terezi revives and finds herself in her room, then goes searching for Vriska.
Warnings: Angst!


[Terezi wakes up on her bed, and when she finds she can't move, she isn't quite as surprised as she was the first time it happened.

But this time, it lasts longer. Much longer, in fact. And just when she feels uneasy begin to gnaw at her, she hears a stomach turningly familiar crackle of energy at the foot of her bed. She can't see, of course, or turn her head, but she smells the sharp scent of limes and canine and oil that is so uniquely Jack, and she knows.

Uneasy turns to full on panic, and she struggles to move, but she can't even twitch a finger. She senses him regarding her coldly as he raises his sword, and in a way she can't understand, she knows he's not going to just kill her. He's going to play with her before she dies, he's going to make her suffer, and there's absolutely nothing she can do. She's going to die again, ten times more pathetically this time, and all she can do is close her eyes and focus on the sound of blood roaring in her ears.

And then suddenly the paralysis breaks and she can move again. Terezi scrambles up, pressing herself against the headboard and reaching for a sword that isn't there, only to find that Jack is gone. She freezes for a moment, gulping in deep breaths, but she can't smell him anymore. It's like he was never there at all.

She practically vaults off the bed in her desperation to get to the door and slams it shut behind her, struggling to catch her breath as she leans against it.]

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[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska is sitting in the infirmary, slumped back in her chair while she stares down at her hands. Occasionally she chances a glance up at the other cerulean blood, but quickly looks away when she sees the damage. She chewed on her lip, biting back the rising bile again.

She won't leave. She won't be a coward about this. She picks idly at her own bandages, watching the blue blood seeping through in various places.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Karkat has been sleeping most of the day, passed out in one of the infirmary beds. His right arm rests in a cast and a sling, his coat and shirt folded neatly at the foot of his bed. His entire torso remains wrapped in bandages and gauze, some of the bruising visible at the edges of where the wrappings end.

Fuck today. Fuck yesterday, too. At least now that he's asleep, he doesn't have to be reminded that his two friends. Well. Tried to kill each other despite their promises.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't take long for Terezi to find out what's happened to Bluekat and the others, and she pretty much sprints for the infirmary. When she arrives, what she finds doesn't make her feel much better.

Karkat looks absolutely horrible, and he's unconscious. She can smell the cerulean blood pooled close under his skin. And Vriska is right next to him. Terezi feels a sudden surge of hatred, more intense than anything she's ever felt before. Vriska is not nearly hurt enough. Terezi can change that.

She crosses the room in a few quick strides, reaching out for the front of Vriska's stupid fruity godhood and trying to slam her against the wall.]

What the fuck is wrong with you?

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska winces, limbs sore and sluggish. She doesn't have time to avoid Terezi's attack, and she just grunts when her back connects with the wall. Damn it, she wasn't ready to face her yet. She still feels sick about the whole ordeal yesterday.

But she won't let that show. That's weakness. She forces a smirk, cocking her head to the side.]

What's that? Mad that I got the best of you, Pyrope?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi can't take it anymore. She hauls her fist back and punches Vriska in the face.]

Shut up!

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Her head snaps to the side sharply, and cerulean floods into her mouth from her teeth scraping against the inside of her cheek. She scrambles against her grip, fingers clawing at Terezi's wrist.]

It's your fault, you know! Maybe if you'd be better at being my dumb watchbeast, none of this would have happened!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Do you seriously have to do this right now?

[The groan came from the bed, one hand pressed against his temples as he glanced at the two squabbling females. All that yelling had woken him up.]

You two really suck at keeping promises.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[It takes every ounce of willpower Terezi has to let Vriska go. When she does she turns and heads for the bed, acting for all the world like Vriska doesn't exist. Terezi knows that will piss her off just as much. She has no idea what to say to Karkat, though, so there's a long pause.]

...I'm sorry.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska lets out a breath she hadn't thought she'd been holding, and sinks back into the chair, glaring at Terezi's back like it would make her stop feeling like shit for everything she did yesterday.

Maybe she'd spontaneously combust. Yeah, that'd be awesome. She should probably apologize, but she can't do it with Terezi there. Hell, she probably couldn't even do it without her there.]

Ugh whatever. Terezi started it.

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[Waiting right there at her door, there because he knew she'd wake up there the next morning, is Karkat. There are dried trails of a pinkish stain on his face, unmistakably the remnants of earlier tears. He'd been there for most of the night, just waiting.

When Terezi rushes out of her room, obviously in a panic, Karkat panics too, already on his feet and grabbing her shoulders to try and calm her.]

What's happened, Terezi, are you okay now?!

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She panics at first when she feels someone grab her shoulders, but then she hears Karkat's voice and relief floods through her. She wiggles away from his grip, only to throw her arms around him and hug him tightly.

She's fucked everything up so, so bad.]

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[This works too, and was going to be his next step anyway, so he just returns the hug, glad she's here. Glad she's not dead still. He'd really fucked up by not paying attention to how bad tensions had been getting between the scourge sisters, and he really could not find a way to forgive himself for watching a god damn movie when his... when Terezi was being called out and culled.

There's a renewed sting of tears threatening to fall that he hopes she won't notice, but fuck, he can't help it.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She doesn't really care that he's crying, but it does make her hide her face in his shoulder. She is totally okay with just staying like this for a while.]

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[How long are they going to stay like this, right in the middle of the hall? Karkat squeezes her a little tighter and ducks his head closer to hers, so when he speaks it's quiet, just between the two of them.]

Look, I... [he starts, unsure of whether he should press on it or not.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't much care that they're standing in the middle of the hall. Everyone can just move around them, as far as she's concerned. She's still shaking a little, and it's making her feel stupid and childish, but being with him is helping.]

What?

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for what happened, okay? It's my fault for not being there soon enough. I fucked up, again.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a frustrated sound, shaking her head as she pulls away slightly.]

It was not! It was mine. I was supposed to be watching her.

[knightofangst.livejournal.com]

[Suzaku just happens to be walking past, when he sees the troll girl run out of her door looking terrified] Is everything alright?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She takes a deep, shaky breath, struggling to steady herself.]

I am fine!

[knightofangst.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't look alright, Suzaku thinks about leaving her, since she said she was fine. But she doesn't look that steady] Did something happen miss?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She rubs her eyes and realizes, suddenly, that her glasses are gone. His politeness is throwing her off.]

I--No. I thought I saw something.

[knightofangst.livejournal.com]

[He blinks and looks round] What did you think you saw?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She scowls.] It was just a dream. Probably payback for reviving me or something.

[knightofangst.livejournal.com]

[More blinking] Reviving?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Siiigh.]

I died yesterday.