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[dicey]

Hey, this is Vriska! I'm ignoring my PCD right now. Leave me a message and if I like you enough, I'll get back to you!

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[combatking]

Oh yea, right..

Welll.. you come from a different culture, different qualities are a given. Where I come from, I'm celebrated as a hero for being a SeeD, but I've had a couple people here tell me some very different things about theirs..

[dicey]

I'm just really, really confused. About everything.

[combatking]

Maybe clarity'll come your way sooner or later. Just don't try to fight your nature too hard..

[dicey]

Don't I have to if I'm going to live on Earth?

[combatking]

To a point, s'far as I can tell.. but I don't really know much about Earth. ..I mean from what it sounds like, s'long as you're not just killing people in the streets its fine..

[dicey]

Yeah.

I just... don't know what to do. About anything.

[combatking]

Yea... nothing says a good time like inner turmoil.. [It was at that moment he realized that when it came to someone's internal struggling, there really wasn't much he could say. It killed him inside, but this was a problem she had to conquer for herself. He wasn't a troll, a weird nightmarebeast or from Earth and had no real clue other than what he'd heard from others how they'd interact. Not every world was like his world, where weird magical laws and creatures meshed just fine with his race. Maybe she would be hunted down, maybe she wouldn't, he really didn't know.

A sorrowful look contorted his face.] I'm sorry I suck at advice.

[dicey]

It's not your fault. I just...

["wish Hanna were here right now, too"]

[combatking]

I know.. its a pretty difficult situation..

[dicey]

[she just snuggles down further against his side, not responding]

[combatking]

[Cuddling back, he grips her tightly, the fairly new emotion of regret once more gracing his conscious.]

[dicey]

... I'm being kind of a loser, huh.

[combatking]

Huh? ..for having a problem..?

[dicey]

For all of this. Any of this.

[falkeditupagain]

[After a rather long sleep, Hanna had moved out of the room and stepped around the corner to see if Vriska was in her room. Upon looking, she isn't and for a moment he wonders if perhaps she wasn't even home, but remembering that she had said she was going to be on the porch...

She wouldn't still be out on the porch would she?]

Hey, Vriska? [And he will be opening the door, and there are two people out there instead of one..huh.]

Oh...um, I can go? We don't have to talk now, Vriska. [Plus side to sleep is that he is a lot less frustrated and tired than he had been. He is still mad, but calm at the very least.]

[combatking]

[Looking like a deer in the headlights, he freezes for a moment.] Um.. heeey Hanna. Uhh.. I can.. just..

[dicey]

No! Don't go.

[she's dragging herself up from the porch floor]

I was hoping you'd come out.

[falkeditupagain]

Alright...uh, I just wanted to know what you thought. Its up to you if he stays. I don't mind.

[He leans against the door frame and tries to make sure nothing is amiss...her arm is still gone, but...wait a minute...] the fuck...is that your arm?!

[combatking]

No really, i can give you guys some privacy. [He holds his hands up defensively, getting up to go.] ..an' yea, I found it in the Wastes..

[dicey]

What he said.

Can't I just talk to you both right now? Me and Hanna can talk alone in our room later.

[falkeditupagain]

Alright... I got it. [That's just weird. Its strange to see it moved from her body.]

Should I sit down?

[combatking]

Ok, sitting sounds good. [He plops down, the awkward look fading a little.] Sooo.. nice day out?

[dicey]

[she scoots over, giving Hanna room to sit down on her other side]

[falkeditupagain]

[He sits where bid and puts an arm around her, sighing.] Yeah. Weather. Um, Vriska, have you eaten since this morning?

[combatking]

[He puts his palms to the floor, testing the porch with a light push.

Shit, i really am bad at subject changes.]