Entry tags:
- adstring: !ic,
- adstring: angeal hewley,
- adstring: castiel,
- adstring: hanna falk cross,
- adstring: jane foster,
- adstring: john egbert,
- adstring: kanaya maryam,
- adstring: karkat vantas,
- adstring: kunsel,
- adstring: leon,
- adstring: loki,
- adstring: raven,
- adstring: rip van winkle,
- adstring: roxy lalonde,
- adstring: ryoji mochizuki,
- adstring: sollux captor,
- adstring: tavros nitram,
- adstring: zack fair,
- adstring: zell dincht
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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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[she idly picks at her sleeve]
-- I like Pitch probably more than I should. Are you, like, judging me for that right now?
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[The question confuses him for a moment.]
No. Just because I don't like him doesn't mean he doesn't have redeeming qualities or that other people can't like him.
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... I think what I think are his redeeming qualities are things that other people wouldn't necessarily agree with.
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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..
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I just... don't know what to do. About anything.
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A sorrowful look contorted his face.] I'm sorry I suck at advice.
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["wish Hanna were here right now, too"]
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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.]
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[she's dragging herself up from the porch floor]
I was hoping you'd come out.
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[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?!
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Can't I just talk to you both right now? Me and Hanna can talk alone in our room later.
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