towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters:

forcingrins and you
Setting: dormitories/random hallways
Format: starting with brackets but I'll match to whatever!
Summary: The Neophyte wakes up and 1NV3ST1G4T3S.
Warnings: none yet

[It's jarring, to have a thousand hands dragging you toward a gallows and an unjust fate one second and to be paralyzed on a flat (albeit somewhat soft) surface the next. Jarring and, if she's being honest with herself, terrifying. Horrifying. She forces herself to breath as the seconds tick by because it's all she can do, and after a thirty-second long eternity she's free. She practically jumps out of the bed but her assailants are gone, as is the courtblock and all of its inhabitants.

Instead she's wearing unfamiliar clothes and is lacking in the accessories that make her feel herself--her glasses are gone, leaving her yellow-teal eyes naked. So is her cane, and her gloves. Her boots. The chain with the forbidden symbol that she wears close to her heart. A cursory examination of the room leads her to the letters at her bedside and, even better, the chest at the foot of her bed, where she is relieved to find all of those items she was missing and more. Before she leaves the room she'll dress in attire that is proper for a legislacerator and poke around the living space she's found herself in.]

[And once she's done in her room she'll venture out, appropriately dressed and even more appropriately cautious, exploring her new environment while she tries to decide whether she believes the contents of the letters or not. It can be unwise to interrupt a legislacerator's investigation, but in this case a little interruption might be beneficial to her work.]

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Similar to the follies of the subjugglators, then.

Not a bad prize, considering, though she is rather small.

[Terezi is grinning again, reaching up to touch her lusus' snout.]

She is a little smaller than she was at home, but I don't mind!

She matches your size now, doesn't she?

Many questions remain, but I think the most pressing is...what is my descendant's name?

Terezi Pyrope!

Very well, Terezi. I believe you wanted to know something about my lusus?

[Oh god this is so cool. She nods enthusiastically.]

She assists me in my work, of course. Quite recently I was given an assignment to go after a particular gamblignant of note, a notorious criminal who commanded a vast fleet of rogues and was known for slipping out of the hands of legislacerators more experienced than I. In particular her lusus was huge and deadly, a voracious spider.

Needless to say, her pithy fleet was nothing against Pyralspite's flames, and when the gamblignant's lusus rose to defend her......Pyralspite swallowed the beast whole. And that is how the Neophyte remanded into custody the Marquise.

[Oh god she is grinning like crazy, leaning forward as though it'll somehow get Redglare to tell the story more quickly.]

You're talking about Mindfang!

Ahaha, yes! I wonder how you know that, Terezi.

The two of you are famous. In my time, at least! Mindfang's descendant is here, too. [Terezi rolls her eyes.] She is just as despicable.

Ah.

I met a troll child who had a similar bearing and appearance to the Marquise today. But the symbol she wore was yellow.

[Terezi nods.]

Sometimes this place brings different versions of people here, with different blood colors. That wasn't the one I was talking about.

How terribly complicated.

I hope you keep her in line, if she's so despicable at so early an age.

[Not going to mention the fact that Vriska killed her recently, nope nope nope! That's super embarrassing.]

Yes! I have been keeping a close watch on her!

Very good. Perhaps you've chosen to carry on the work of the legislacerators?

[DOES REDGLARE THINK SHE CAN PULL IT OFF? That would be sooo coool!]

Yes! Though it is a bit hard with Alternia gone.

True, but now you have a legislacerator to instruct you.

[Oh god oh god THIS IS THE COOLEST THING???

But she's gotta stay calm!]

Then I should have no problem!

Good.

And I'm sure you know more about this Tower than I do. How long have you been here?

A few months. By their measurement of time, anyway!

I take it that it is...bearable, then? Staying here?

[She pauses, considering this.]

It has it's flaws, of course! But I think it is much better than where I came from.