[Running at a light jog, head on a swivel, Zell is on a mission. A mission that had been briefly interrupted periodically by monstrous encounters, but he's hoping that even being as covered in blood as he is that she's not going to mind. He'd been searching the vast expanse of Wasteland for quite a while. When she didn't want to be found, he had come to discover that she was quite good at it.
...but maybe his luck was turning around. His heart practically leaps out of his chest when he sees her and he's almost afraid to approach her at first.. but there was far worse out there than a depressed angry troll female, right?
The pugilist approaches her steadily and confidently.] Vriska?
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...but maybe his luck was turning around. His heart practically leaps out of his chest when he sees her and he's almost afraid to approach her at first.. but there was far worse out there than a depressed angry troll female, right?
The pugilist approaches her steadily and confidently.] Vriska?