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[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Summoner and YOU
Setting: Around!
Format: Action to start, but I’ll follow
Summary: Somebody's po’d about suddenly being not at home!
Warnings: None at the moment

[He’ll only stay in this room as long as he’s forced here, he resolves. Being caught so completely, staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling, is neither pleasant nor comforting. In fact, if he allowed himself these thoughts anyway, it rather terrifies him. Nothing like being dropped into an unfamiliar and likely dangerous situation with a body that won’t move. His mind reels as he waits: Gotta be a highblood plot, right? But how would they have found him… hmm.  And what about his cavalreapers?  Everything feels off-kilter and strange, and the very moment he can, he slips across the communal respiteblock floor, wings half opened, and tries the door]

[AND LATER he’s moving carefully through each floor, suspicious and irritated. His head is held at an odd angle as he explores, lowered slightly so he’s forced to peer up through his brows to see, but his horns carve a sharp, dangerous arc through the air, settled at just about goring level. It’s not really the best threat, but he’s made them work for him in the past when he’s been desperate. And hey, if this isn’t a desperate situation here, without his soldiers or his beasts or his weapons, then he doesn’t know what is! So yeah... watch out, guys… This troll fit to snap at the first thing that looks at him wrong…]

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Room 1-18 'SUP ROOMIE

[thehungryprince.livejournal.com]

[Coincidentally, Ling had been just about to open the door from the outside hallway to go in, his mouth stuffed with an apple from the cafeteria; however, when he saw who was on the other side, well. He proceeded to flip out a bit, by jumping backwards back into the hallway, dropping the apple and pulling out his sword, staring...as much as you could stare without opening your eyes.]

What is this...?!

SUP SUP I SEE WE'RE OFF TO A FRIENDLY START ALREADY 8>

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[W E L P three things happen here, more or less simultaneously: first, the Summoner startles as well, snapping his wings closed and stepping back into something approximating a fighting stance. Goodness, he does wish he had a weapon though...]

[Second, he realizes his opponent(???) is an alien, which is fascinating because he's never seen one before, but also says terrible things about the highblood's dwindling resources. Or how not!seriously they're taking him. He'll go with the former, for confidence's sake!]

[And third, he speaks, managing to keep his voice flat despite the surprise... somehow: ]

Who are you.

IT'S THE START OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP~

[thehungryprince.livejournal.com]

Ling Yao, Twelfth Prince of Xing and future Emperor.

[This guy probably knew how to fight, Ling figured, but it didn't look like he had his weapon on him(and also were those wings??). He didn't seem to be as bad as the Homunculi but he sure as hell wasn't entirely human.]

What are you? [He asked, keeping his sword out and pointed, just in case.]

GOODNESS YES. THE BEST FRIENDSHIPS ALWAYS START WITH WARY STAND OFFS

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[.......squints. The idea that he was in the presence of someone who wanted the Condesce's job (or an alien equivalent, whatever) set him even more on edge then before. The sword still hanging out there didn't really help matters]

I could ask you the same thing! [He shifted his footing back, just slightly, just enough that he might have a little more of an advantage when this douchebag decided to strike him] What do you want.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Naminé's room is, unfortunately for her, on the same floor as the one the Summoner woke up on. So, completely unaware of the fact that there's a cranky troll in the hallway, she reaches the top of the stairs on her return trip from the open floor a level below (she needed some fresh air) and begins to step out into said hallway. However, upon turning her head in the direction she intended to go, she pauses.]

[Naminé has seen quite a few trolls. She has also seen her fair share of adult trolls. She has not, however, ever seen an adult troll with horns that large bearing down a hallway in her general direction with a... very uncomfortable looking posture. She's also only ever seen one other troll with wings, but that one was just a youngster. Her natural and immediate response is to stop mid-step and stare, still partially hidden behind the wall next to the stairs.]

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[While he doesn't see her at first, he can feel her eyes on him and it brings him to an immediate halt. He straightens out slightly, peering around the hallway and... clenching and unclenching his hands rather uselessly]

[It is only when he spots the few bits of her he can see from this angle, that his hands stay permanently balled up. Can't tell she's only a tiny human from here, so...]

Come on out, highblood, and uh, tell me where I am. Now would be good.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[The girl straightens slightly when he stops, staying very still. It doesn't make any difference in the long run; he sees her anyway. The request makes her blink. She's familiar with the troll's ideas of blood color and social order although not the part about eye color matching blood color, but she can't quite imagine why someone would think she's a "highblood" - unless it's about her collar, which is admittedly purple. It was enough to confuse another adult troll before, but he'd assumed she belonged to a purple-blood rather than being one. Still, it's pretty obvious that this particular troll is new, so after a moment's hesitation, she steps out into the hallway, one hand still lingering on the corner of the wall.]

[She's quite possibly the least threatening alien he'll see today, barely more than a pale slip of a girl. She thinks it's probably best not to try to correct him about anything just yet; she's well aware of the violence prevalant in troll culture and he wouldn't be the first adult troll to threaten her, should things go that route. After a brief moment in which she attempts to figure out the best way to phrase it, she says,] The tower. [There's not really much more of a name for it, as far as she knows.] The letters should have explained it.

[pchaaair]

[Tavros is on the same floor! And... honestly not paying much attention to the Summoner yet because he's too busy trying to get his horsaroni to drop the Tinkerbull plush as he follows it out of his room.]

Hey-- uh, you know, it would be nice if you could possibly drop that, since that is Tinkerbull-- [He doesn't get a chance to finish that, though. Nope.

Instead, he's finally noticing the Summoner, and he's just. Going to let his horsaroni walk off with the plushie because ADULT TROLL ALERT even if this one looks... kinda really familiar... in a really weird way. He's not sure how, though, because he's never met an adult troll outside of the Condesce.]

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[OH GOODNESS. Well the moment he sees this, all the tension he's been holding sort of rolls out of him and he stops... because that is a babby troll what is it doing here]

[A babby troll that looks a hell of a lot like him when he was a babby. Man, and he sure remembers that stutter. This is now incredibly eerie for him!!]

What... Uhmm... What are you doing h-- how old are you? [LSKLDJF HOW DO I HANDLE TINY ME????]

[pchaaair]

[It would be a good idea to answer, right??? Right.] I'm-- um. I'm six sweeps, and definitely not younger or older, and, still doing a lot of aging. [HOW DO I HANDLE BIG ME?????]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi catches the scent of an adult troll, and her first instinct is to turn tail and walk the other way. But it's a suspiciously chocolate-y scent that brings Tavros to mind immediately. So she stays put, but doesn't approach.]

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Spots her and ONCE AGAIN all his tension just sorta... goes away! Why are the highbloods keeping kid trolls around in their trap? At least this one looks to have a more appropriate blood color then the last one, but... srsly what are they planning wow is he ever confused!!]

[Tilts his head after a second, wings fluttering sort of awkwardly against his back...]

I don't suppose you'll tell me how to get out of here? [Hey, maybe this'll work better then all his other questions so far...? Or something...]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi pauses, then shakes her head.]

You can't get out! We're all stuck here.

[cullionfish.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for the Summoner, this troll hasn't spotted him yet. Being in an armistice with Signless meant she could be a little easygoing in terms of traveling about the tower. Most of the time, that meant brooding on the aquatic level, which had been a luxury she hadn't been allowed for sweeps since she had left Alternia to its grubs and wrigglers.

She's finished for the evening, however, seeing as she had only taken the evening dip to clean her garments of the human blood that had stained them not hours ago. There's a trail of water following her as she heads down the hallway, back turned to the other troll.]

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Well he's... never seen the Condesce herself in person before!! And there certainly aren't signs of her royal blood from behind her. So while he does go very still when he sees her, he just sort of... assumes she's one of the highbloods in charge and not... you know... THE Highblood In Charge]

[So he'll just go and do this incredibly intelligent thing, sneaking along behind her, trying to close the distance between them as quietly as possible until he might... be able to... grab her by the windpipe. Keep her silent until she'll answer questions... or... you know... kill her. Either is good in his book!]

[cullionfish.livejournal.com]

[One thing the tower has taught her is to never let her guard fall too much. So Summoner is able to get pretty close, but the moment she hears a second set of footsteps hitting the wet floor, she's on alert and instinctively spins around, palm open and talons bared, in an attempt to defend herself.

There will be no killing today. Maybe. At least not right this second. Probably in a few minutes. Condesce will look startled for a moment, regardless of whether or not her blow actually connected, before she would begin to chuckle lowly.]

Oh how charming.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ what if she's looking at you right and curiously? Spain was on her way back to her dorms when she spots him. He looked like an older version of a young troll she knows, only with bigger horns and what looked like butterfly wings on his back. Curious, she approaches him. ]

Hola... You must be a new addition here.

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Oh lord it's another pink alien where are they all coming from. He's still tense, though maybe less so then when he started, and he watches her rather warily...]

I uh... am, yes. I'm on my way out. [He's still hoping. It's looking less and less like it'll be a simple escape though...]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ hush you she's not pink, she's brown. She holds her hands up, palms facing forward, showing him that he has nothing to fear unless he attacks her first. ]

Ah, I'm sorry to say this but, once you're in here, there's no way out. Not even through death.

[gentle-souldier.livejournal.com]

[Here, have another strange little alien peeking around the corner at ya - Vivi's met a few trolls, but none of them were so... angry-looking. He's just gonna stay hunched down over here with his hat just flopping around the corner, staring with mild wariness but generally open curioustiy.]

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Hey at least he looks... slightly less angry now??? He's started to focus, because he's figured out this isn't really something he can just fight his way out of. It's a long and rather elaborate game, so he's playing along, picking his way down the hall, checking for hollow spots in the wall, secret doors, you know... that kinda thing]

[This time when he realizes there's something watching him, he doesn't let himself jump to conclusions. Instead he'll just... keep an eye on Vivi's hat but leave him to his curious staring for the moment. He'll get to you in a second, bro, he's decided this patch of wall might finally yield a secret or two]

[Spoilers: it won't]

[gentle-souldier.livejournal.com]

[Stares... can't quite figure out why the new trollman's paying so much attention to the walls. After a moment, pipes up:] W-What are you doing?

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo is also on the dorm floor, just leaving his room. He see's the troll in the coridoor and smiles at him brightly. He hasn't seen him before, but there are a lot of people here now so that doesn't really mean much. Especially since the tower is so big now.]

Hello sir!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Goodness gracious it's another human thing... It is almost like trolls are the minority here or something! At least this one is smiling, which he appreciates, even if he doesn't smile back]

Oh... yes. Hello. You uh... Don't have to call me sir...!

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

[Romeo smiled again, not minding that the troll wasn't smiling back at him.]

Oh okay mister troll! What do you want me to call you? [He had learnt that lots of adults didn't like him calling them sir here.]