towerofanimus | ♉pen

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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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[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.]

[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]

[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?

[B... baww that stutter. Pauses long enough to look over his shoulder at him before returning to... the wall]

Trying to get out.

[H-He can't help it, he's only tiny and this troll's got BULL HORNS.

Stares at the troll... then at the wall.

Then again.

And again.]

... I um... Don't think that's the way out.

[...oh my god, does this tiny person know something FINALLY??? Focuses on him now!]

Do you know what is?

[Scratches his head through the hat.] Um...

I don't think there is one...

[GRAH. Excuse him while he throws his arms in the air in frustration. THIS PLACE. He hasn't even accepted what's what yet, and he already hates it]

Have you even looked for one?!

[Squeaks and hunches down more, pulling the brim of his hat down around his face.]

Y-Yes..? B-But since the letters said that our worlds were destroyed... i-it doesn't seem like a good um, idea to try to leave.......... [Slowly. Edging. Back.]

[...welp. Now you're scaring tiny aliens. Good job, Summoner, you're the best at this. Glances off to the side... and then back at Vivi. Sigh]

Don't do that. I'm just. Frustrated, I guess is a good word.

[Slowly creeps closer again, lifting his head to stare.] Okay......... Um....... A-Are you a troll?

[Oh?! He's surprised! He's seen other trolls around so it makes sense that some of these aliens know what they are, but this is the first anyone's asked]

[Nods!] That's right. And you're a... human? [He's so tiny though so maybe... not?]

[Fiddles with his gloves, a bit hesitant to answer because there's just a little bit of a stigma attached to being what he is in Gaia.] U-Um... I'm a... black... mage...

[Perks up quickly and resumes staring up at the troll, tilting his head this way and that to peer up at his horns.] You've got the largest horns compared to the other trolls I've met! Do they grow bigger as you grow older?? Are you older than Mr. Signless and Mr. Psi- [Frowns, trying to pronounce it right.] Ψiioniic?

[THAT MEANS NOTHING TO HIM!!! So he just ljsdf smiles and nods. Black mage, you say, how interesting...]

[Before he can ask though, there are all these horn questions!!! And at first he's sort of flustered. Most people just... don't talk about how ridiculous they are, but he supposes... this is a weird hornless alien so... they must be a new thing for him??? Weird!!!]

Um... yes they. Definitely get bigger over time, but my blood is brown. [So he can't be that old. This connection is obvious in his head ljsldjf] I've just always had big horns...!

[Sob, he does not even think to ask who Mr Signless and Mr Ψiioniic are. The Signless is the Sufferer in his time, and there are many many psionics in the world]

[VIVI KNOWS NO BETTER. FOR ALL HE KNOWS ALL THE TROLLS KNOW EACH OTHER AND THEIR WORLD IS FILLED WITH MAGIC AND RAINBOWS!

Tilts head in confusion. Yes, he's doing a curious baby owl impersonation.] Brown...? Does horn size depend on blood colour? [NUP, he doesn't get it at all.]

[LAWD. IF ONLY]

[But goodness, isn't that... adorable... even if his question doesn't make any sense. Whoever heard of someone not understanding the hemospectrum! D8]

Uh... no. At least I don't think that's right. I meant that um... I'm not that old? Which is a thing that's true for all... lowbloods. [Little figure quotes around lowblood. That is not a good word in his book! Still, he's confused... Do aliens not have a hemospectrum...? This is a sort of disconcerting thought, actually] Did you not know that...?

No... [Staring. Hard. He's got no blood and as far as he knows, everyone he met had red blood! Or at least, it was never brought up in conversation, so clearly it's not a big deal???] What's a 'lowblood'? Is it someone with low blood pressure?

[...WHAT. Wow, the idea that the hemospectrum is not a universal bullshit thing that everyone has to deal with is... kinda pissing him off! B( Frowns, though... not at Vivi. Just kind of... in general. He kinda wants to punch some things actually!]

No, it's. Hmm. [Irri... tated...] It means that the color of my blood is low on the hemospectrum. It's not a good word. You shouldn't uh... use it. If you can help it.

Ummm... sorry. I didn't know... [Looks like a scolded puppy. Staring at his gloves again.] U-Um... what colour is your blood then, mister... Uh... what's your name? Wait, is it rude to ask about blood colour?

[HE'S CONFUSED AND H'OH CRAP THE TROLL LOOKS KINDA NOT HAPPY-!]

[hhh... calm down Summoner, this guy clearly has no idea what you're talking about. Fine fine. Relaxes a little, though he's still obviously tense]

I'm the Summoner and... it's brown. [Little sigh...] What color is yours? Since we're asking...

[Nods his head, extending his hand up in offer for a handshake.] My name's Vivi! [Manages to reach Summoner's fingertips and shakes them before lowering his hand again.

Welp, that's an awkward question.] Um.................. [Adjusts hat.] I don't... have blood.

[Distracted for a second by the... finger shaking lksjdlfkj what was that. Except then Vivi... says... that, and the Summoner is just... staring incredulously!!! THAT IS NOT A THING THAT'S POSSIBLE OKAY]

Uh... it's okay. You can say whatever color it is. I doubt it uh... can be any worse then mine. [He's heard people lie about their blood color before, but to just say they don't have any at all...? WEIRD!!! ALIENS ARE WEIRD]

[Blank. Stare.] There is no colour. I don't have blood.

[.............]

Really?

[Nods.]

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