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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! ♥]

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[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[pulls away for a second]

I'm still not telling you where I live.

[aaaand dives back in because THIS IS A CONTEST NOW]

[a contest interspersed with insults]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Oh good that gives him a second to - mmmhhpphhhh

Okay but he also pulls back. Y'know, a few seconds later. Okay more than a few seconds later.]

Good, I said it would be less fun that way.

[And it is so on.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[break]

You'll never find me.

[connect]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Kiiiiiiiii -]

You will not see me until it is too late.

[- iiiiiiiiiss!]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[break again]

"Too late"? Are you yrying to sound ominous? What are you going to do, kill me?

[KISS AGAIN]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[SMOOCHSTOP]

So you cannot run and pretend that was not your hive all along!

[SMOOCHSTART]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[MAKEOUTSTOP]

Who says I would? The humans are cooler than you. I ain't ashamed!

[MAKEOUTSTART]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[That comment earns a slight bite on Vriska's lower lip. Then SNOGSTOP]

Maybe I will kill them, then.

[SNOGSTART]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[woahhhh congrats Equius, you've actually caught her off-guard]

... Fuck you.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Oh, fuck. Maybe that was a little far for a first hatedate.]

I was not... Serious.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[it was a tiny slip (and one she'll berate herself for later, because it hinted that she cared for the humans), and suddenly she's back to smirking and smugness]

Sure! Just like I'm tooooooootally not serious about being able to kill Nepeta.

[IF HE CAN GO TOO FAR SO CAN SHE YEAHHHHHH]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

You bitch.

[Nope, not even going to apologize. Beneath those shades his pupils might as well be spades.

If Equius's bodacious STRONGness attribute gave him the upper hand, Nepeta was all the leverage Vriska needed to get right back on top. He didn't take her seriously, of course, but the threat was still there.

So he just shuts her up again.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[she is okay with this]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[God he hates Vriska so fucking much right now.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[::::)]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[This went way better than he expected.

But seriously how long are they going to do this]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[WHO EVEN KNOWS]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[NOT THIS SWEATY BASTARD]

[NOR DOES HE CARE]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[MACKIN' FOREVER]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[They both then proceed to have one of the longest make-outs in the history of paradox space.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[hell yes]

[hell fucking yes]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Better alchemize up some chapstick.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[Vriska wishes she could! because eventually they will stop, and her mouth will hurt]

... Ow.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[HA that means he wins, right?]

Too strong for you?

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Never.