it's like i'm looking in the mirror at someone else

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Characters: [OU] Vriska Serket and you!
Setting: Around the tower, wherever
Format: Starting with action but I'll match.
Summary: Vriska takes some time to look at her life and look at her choices.
Warnings: None!

[Vriska's taken to a skulking method of wandering around the tower, instead of the confident stride she boasted before Spidermom showed up. Now it feels like she's always hiding and always looking for her next victim, and really, that's what she's doing. Not that she'll ever admit that she's hiding from anything, because she's not! That's absolutely not why she's switched back to her old outfit with her wings always tucked away to keep from leaving trails around the tower that will lead to her. She's just doing a job, a job that no one wants, and that she was guilted into. She's starting to really resent Karkat for this, because it's digging her deeper into a hole that's going to be hard to crawl out of. Not to mention the countless hours she's spending with his lusus, getting used to her like it's her lusus.

She shakes her head, frowning as she continues through the hallways and up the stairs, pointedly avoiding the forest. Her direction has no aim, she's just wandering for the sake of relieving the restlessness that builds on the days between feeding. She'd fed her again yesterday - a troll of all people, her old kismesis at that - so now she had a couple of days of freedom from the task. But it's anything but. It's just another day of checking over her shoulder for anyone who might be watching her actions too closely. Really, she's becoming as paranoid as the other cerulean. This is just getting ridiculous. She feels like she's completely losing control of the situation, and it's driving her crazy.]

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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi has noticed how oddly Vriska has been acting, and she's also smelled those fruity fairy dust trails leading to odd places. She's been slacking on Vriska surveillance these last few weeks (Karkat's fault), and considering the events of the past few days, she's in an incredibly foul mood. Who better to take it out on than Vriska?

It isn't hard to follow her, either. Vriska isn't nearly as sneaky as she likes to think.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska doesn't notice her at first, she's way too caught up in a pity party for herself right about now about this whole Spidermom business. She doesn't understand why Karkat can't just feed her himself, it's not like he isn't there for every single feeding anyway. As far as she's concerned, he's just as bad as she is, he's just as guilty of it. But she's probably the only one who sees it that way, and that sucks.

She glances towards the forest as she shuffles past the floor hurriedly, not wanting to linger too long. Spidermom is in there, and there's no way she's going to visit her when it isn't a feeding day. And she certainly doesn't want her to come looking for her.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Terezi is caught up in her own pity party, but unfortunately for Vriska, it doesn't make Terezi lose her trail.

She's certainly skulking around suspiciously enough. Now Terezi just needs to figure out why.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska glances back over her shoulder again, like she's been doing every few minutes to make sure she's alone. Finally a feeling of being washed is beginning to prick at her skin, and she pauses to comb her gaze over the area.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't bother hiding.]

What are you up to, Serket? Looks pretty suspicious to me!

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, Terezi. She's sort of been expecting this to happen eventually, but she didn't want it to be now. Or ever.]

Stalking me now, Pyrope? What a freak! Don't you have anything better to do? It's really sad if you don't.

[Casually avoiding that question.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I am just making sure you don't murder anyone else, stupid! If you aren't doing anything wrong, there isn't a problem, riiight?

[gam8lignants.livejournal.com]

[Can't hide your sulks from mamafang, girlie. You both are too much alike.

She leans against the wall nearby with her arms crossed over her chest, eyes trailing Vriska as she walks by.]

...Need to talk?

[There was no hint of insincerity in her voice or expression-- she genuinely wanted to help Vriska out.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska tenses, but only briefly before she forces it out of her, turning on her foot to face the person talking to her.

Her Ancestor. Maybe she was exactly who she needed to talk to about this, but she didn't want to tell anyone. She cocks her hip, folding her arms over her chest and trying to look like she wasn't totally moping and skulking around the tower.]

That's a nice offer! But I have no idea what you're talking about.

[gam8lignants.livejournal.com]

Pleeeeeeeease, Vriska, you'd have to be a dope to miss that you're upset about something.

[She leans back upwards and steps over to her descendant, looking down at her with her arms still crossed.]

Want to take a walk with me, and talk about what is so obviously not bothering you at all in the slightest?

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Nothing to talk about, honestly! But you can walk with me if you want to, if you don't have anything better to do.

[Maybe... Maybe she will take Mindfang to see Spidermom. It couldn't hurt, right? It's her ancestor, she'll understand.]

[gam8lignants.livejournal.com]

Alright, then. [She nods a little, moving to stand beside Vriska.] Lead the way, my dear.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska starts walking again, mulling over the idea of heading to the forest floor or not. She's starting to second guess the idea. But she ends up leading them that way anyway.]

What do you think of the tower so far? Pretty boring place, huh?

[Shitty small talk but at least it's something. If she was older she would definitely be asking her to tell about all of her conquests and adventures, but she isn't sure if she's experienced any of that. Maybe she'll ask sometime.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's in a BAD FUCKING MOOD? Yup, its Karkat. He's since calmed down from the whole debacle, but that wasn't to say the mood had completely died entirely. Kanaya had dropped quite a bomb on him, and it had potentially driven away one of the few people who had actually trusted him in the Tower.

Rather than the blue suit he usually sports, he's taken the black suit with his symbol carefully stitched across it. Black makes him look more menacing. Hopefully people in the hallway would get the hint that he didn't want to be bothered.

He went to visit spidermom every day -- but not today. There's too much on his mind. So much that he doesn't even see Vriska as he walks by.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[She's just running into everyone she doesn't want to see today. Which is basically everyone but whatever. But Karkat seems moody as hell and as far as she's concerned he doesn't deserve to feel like that about anything.]

What's got your panties in a twist, Vantas? Don't tell me you can't associate me unless I'm feeding your lusus or some stupid shit like that.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Karkat turns sharply to glare at Vriska over his shoulder.]

I don't need your shit today, Serket. I know its hard for you to believe, but I have other things to think about on top of powdering your nook.

[He regrets saying it as soon as it comes out of his mouth, but whatever.]

I wasn't looking. That's all.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Definitely not the right thing to say someone in an equally foul mood. Especially when that someone is Vriska Serket. Her eyes narrow in a glare.]

You sure you want to talk to me like that? Let's not forget I'm the only thing standing between you and becoming spider food or a murderer.

What the hell crawled up your ass and died there?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Smoothly -- far too suggestively, as well:]

If you'd like to discuss the contents of my ass, we can do it behind closed doors.

But that aside, you don't have to worry about the next feeding. I'll take care of it.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Woooooooow nope??]

Disgusting, Vantas!

Wait, what? You're actually going to feed her?? [Something isn't right here.] Why?

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya was in the lounge reading a book from the library when she saw Vriska come in, sulking. She closes the book]

Vriska, come join me.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[She regards her a little warily before she crosses the room to sit next to her. She sinks back into the seat, resigning herself to whatever conversation was about to go down. If she knew Kanaya at all, and she liked to think she did, she was in store for some meddling. But hey, she's used to lying about this kind of thing, though she isn't really sure that she wants to lie to Kanaya about it.]

What's up, Fussyfangs? Can't even go a day without talking to me?

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

You know very well that I cannot continue without speaking to you at least once a day. I believe I used sarcasm correctly there, please let me know what you think of my performance. My needs to see you aside, you seem rather upset about something. Would you like to talk about it?

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[She smirks.]

You still need a little work, Maryam. You're not supposed to tell me.

[Then her expression sobers a little. Is she really that obvious with her feelings right now? She needs to fix that.]

Me, upset? No way!

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

But if you do not acknowledge that I am doing it how can I be sure I am doing it correctly? Perhaps I should just stick with saying what I mean, it is much simpler that way.

[She gives Vriska a hard look]

You're not being honest with me.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Trust me, you'll know if you're doing it right!

[She slouched down further in her seat, chewing on her lip and flaking the blue lipstick off to show the black underneath.]

This tower is just stupid, that's all. Maybe I'm getting a little restless.