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[dicey]

[Vriska's PCD is filming from the front lawn of Athel House! she doesn't exactly treat it with the utmost care, and so it just kind of got... tossed there when she was bored with it; she'd planned to retrieve it when she felt like using it again]

[Vriska can be seen exiting the house this fine morning (yes, trolls are nocturnal, but a) she's halfway adjusted to the sleep schedule of the rest of the city by now, and b) she's a kid, so staying up all day still strikes her as a cool and novel idea)-- and thanks to where she left her PCD last night, everyone is getting a great view of a big glop of rabbit guts falling off the roof and right onto her head]

[because, as it happens, the entire roof is covered with rabbit guts]

[Killuaaaaaaaa o9]

[OOC: Anyone that's told me here that they don't mind Vriska's typing quirk will be getting her hiding behind text. If you reply to this and don't mind text responses, please let me know via that link! ♥]

Comments

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[bestestfurrend]

Okay! I'll bring them to you...somewhere. Wherever you tell me, I know you don't want us coming to your hive. Or you can come to ours.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[bestestfurrend]

I'll wait fur you outside then.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[and here comes Vriska!]

[bestestfurrend]

[And Nepeta is waiting outside as promised! With a small pile of worn but clean towels in her arms.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[takes them without a word]

[bestestfurrend]

Hi Vriska! [May at least attempt a conversation...]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Hey.

I'm not owing you anything for this!

[because she assumes it's at least a possibility that Nepeta only offered to help so that she could cash in the favor later]

[bestestfurrend]

Yes, it's nice to see you too.

[She folds her arms and rolls her eyes.]

I offered them to you! I don't want anything back.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

... Oh.

Okay, good! Because I don't let aaaaaaaanyone hold shit over me.

[bestestfurrend]

[She just has to giggle now. Honestly, Vriska. They're just towels.]

Yes, yes, you're furry welcome.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

I'm giving these to Morgana if she needs them to clean the roof with her magic.

[bestestfurrend]

You have a furrend who does magic?? That's so cool!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

I know lots of cool people!

[bestestfurrend]

And uncool people too. Why did they make such a mess on your hive??

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Maybe he has a black interest in me!

[bestestfurrend]

[...uh oh. THIS MAY BE A PROBLEM.]

Or purrhaps you just did something to bother him.

Ohhh, I almost furgot! Equius wants to take a look at your arm to make sure it's okay.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

It's fine! They're just guts, stupid.

[bestestfurrend]

Not beclaws of this! Beclaws of everything else. All the fire and the lightning and stuff!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

It's still fine. Great, actually!

[bestestfurrend]

I'm only telling you what he said! If he gets cranky and won't fix it if it does break then don't be surpurrised!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Whaaaaaaaatever!

[bestestfurrend]

Have you decided what you're going to do fur revenge yet??

[She bounces a little on her feet. Nepeta likes a prank as much as the next troll.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Nope! Something big takes a lot of planning.