http://foretolds.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] foretolds.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-11-23 12:25 am

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Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Fourth floor!
Format: Action, but I'll match!
Summary: Terezi is entertaining herself.
Warnings: Terezi is dumb. ALSO I'M SICK so my tags may be slightly nonsensical.


[Terezi has pulled a majority of the cushions off of the couches and has made a little fort for herself. She has a red cape on with a hood shaped like a dragon head with holes for her horns, and it appears that this cushion fort is supposed to be a dragon's cave. She hasn't crawled inside just yet, and is putting the final touches on this masterpiece.

The room is also now a mess. Curled up on the floor in an almost cat-like fashion, around ten feet away is a white dragon. She's large, but not enormous - about six feet tall if she were standing and almost three times that in length. She's surveying Terezi in what can only be described as in a motherly way.]

[identity profile] latomatetas.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh... wow. That's a pretty big dragon. Spain's just... going to stand here and watch the creature. ]

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[It had been a few days since he was finally discharged from the infirmary and his cast had been removed. Coincidentally, he had been that very same day that he and Vriska (though mostly Vriska) had to feed dearest Spidermom, so to say that he was shaken was an understatement.

But it didn't take long to recover from it. He'd just have to fall back into the same pattern he had been in at home. Act like it didn't bother him. Not that it did. Because it didn't. They'd all be back in a few days anyway, like nothing had ever happened!

Still, Karkat had taken to climbing up and down the stairs to untwist the knot in his stomach, forced to pause when he looked in at the pillow fort and...a dragon?]

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Whoops, spotted, but whatever. He slowly lifts his finger...]

What...

[And points at dragonmom, one eyebrow raised.]

...is that.

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[...yeah he's gonna just stay in the doorway, k? No way is he going near her. What if he still smells like blood or something? Nevermind the fact that Terezi probably would've said something already...]

Right. Ok.

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't say she would.

[But he takes a cautious few steps in the room, stopping a few feet away from the pair. He just healed, he so does not want to take these chances right now.]

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[UH UH UH WOW NOPE taking a step back, enough to lean down at look at her. He is all business. Like it or not, when it came to his lusus, there was no better liar.]

Can I help you?

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
I was in an infirmary for a month. What do you expect me to smell like. Roses?

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
I was alone for most of the month.

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Hurdle jumped, cool. He glances back toward dragonmom curiously.]

I was stretching my legs until I found you. My arm itches like crazy.

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh god, still not sure if want. In fact, he's pretty sure he doesn't. He allows himself to be lead over, but he stops a good few feet away, digging in his heels and trying to pull his wrist free.]

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[OK HE IS ENTIRELY SURE HE DOES NOT WANT THIS, NOPE. His entire body locks up when there is dragon snout all up in his grill and he pales a little. Oh god those jaws can snap him right in half.]

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He relaxes considerably, wiggling his fingers, which had gone a bit numb with fear.]

A headache.

[identity profile] romcomedian.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
That's what I meant.

[He plops down and glances warily at the dragon, though less so than earlier.]

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