open | the lake

[f8tal]

Who: Vriska & Anyone
Where: The lake
When: Afternoon, July 11th
Style: Action or prose, doesn't matter.
Status: Open!

Despite having been kicked out of her house with Feferi, Vriska didn't let this new reality dampen her efforts to ruin Eridan's week at the request of Darkleer. In fact she found it to have been the highlight of her week- just plain bullying brought a smile to her face. Of course it didn't warm her heart, but it was satisfying to see the seadwelling troll suffer for what he said about Lysunder. A part of her wondered if all of these pranks would be considered as her blackflirting with the fool and she hoped desperately not. Honestly, she just platonically hated the idiot and seeing him suffer was nice. There wasn't anything black about it.

That all aside Vriska had relocated herself up on the island in one of the abandoned houses, finding the mess and clutter inside reminiscent of her old hive before the game. After throwing her stuff in one of the rooms she left to head for the lake. The sun was still up in the sky, but the temperature was dropping as night approached and she found this to be the best time to be out. It was natural for highbloods to be more inclined towards cooler temperatures and Vriska was no exception. So when she felt like visiting the lake for a swim the cold water felt better to her than water heated by the midday sun. She pulled off her shirt and jeans, leaving her in only her skivvies before wading out into the water. Maybe she could catch a fish again like she did when she was stuck as a mermaid for a week. She was never one for seafood, but catching her food was rewarding enough to not completely steer her away from the idea.

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[devwocean]

When Dualscar wanted a swim, he usually went for the open ocean, even after the traumatic experience where he lost a leg. But he had recently discovered the lake, and had been visiting it from time to time, as well.

Today he arrived to find someone swimming in it already, noticing the splashing even as he waded into the water. Curious, he swam closer, only to call out in surprise when he first caught sight of the girl's horns.

"Spinneret?"

[f8tal]

She was about to lunge for a fish when she heard a voice and nearly stumbled forward. Spinning around, not even bothering to cover her chest (modesty never became her), a frown pulls at her lips.

"Dualscar." He mistook her for Mindfang, not that Vriska could blame him. Even with her shorter hair now they were still somewhat similar in appearance. Somewhat. She turned away again to try and find the fish that escaped her.

[devwocean]

Oh. Dualscar realizes his mistake, this time, when he gets a better look at her. His eyes flick down to the naked torso, then up at her face. Even at the youngest he had known her, Spinneret wasn't this young.

"Ah, Vvriska, I mean. My mistake. Wwhat are you doin'?"

[f8tal]

She didn't look back at him when he questioned her. With nothing to show, chest-wise, Vriska found no shame in swimming with little on. Who even cared?

A spear broken in half in hand she tried to stab at a fish, but missed. "Fishing! What does it look like I'm doing?"

[devwocean]

He'd seen this particular chest quite a few times, or one like it. And Mindfang's were a bit more to look at, anyway.

"Not vvery much like fishing," Dualscar said ironically, watching the fish swim away. "Fishin' usually invvolvves catchin' a fish or twwo."

[f8tal]

Mindfang should count herself lucky she wasn't 'blessed' with two literal mosquito bites as breasts.

"Shut up! I just started." She shoots him a nasty look. "I doubt you could do any better! Too prim and proper to get a little blood under your claws!"

[aim_exorable]

Darkleer never quite dealt with grief well. Back on Alternia, it often meant throwing himself into his work- often the Empire's work when it was still his to do, robots when nothing else was available. Here in Vatheon, it means taking more hours on at the bookshop and throwing himself even more into his mechanics and engineering than he usually would on a good day.

Unfortunately, the children didn't quite support that kind of lifestyle nowadays. There were the worried glances and the hints to get out of his room. Today, they've actually managed to succeed, and that is how Darkleer finds himself wandering the island. Dural flies somewhere above him, but he's not truly paying attention to her. He mostly focuses on just walking through the plantlife, occasionally stopping when he sees an animal past the greenery. Each time always makes his heart twist.

When he stumbles across the lake, he pauses at seeing that familiar figure- familiar in more ways than one, really. There's a brief pause before he decides to call out to her. "How is the water?"

[f8tal]

She was only up to her thighs in water when he called out to her. Looking back over to him, posture casual and modesty levels at zero, she shrugged.

"Dirty and full of smelly fish. What do you think it's like?"

[aim_exorable]

Fortunately, he's used to scandalizing actions by ceruleanbloods. At least ones like Vriska.

"I was asking more about the temperature. The fish part is not particularly surprising."

[f8tal]

Life is easier when you don't care about walking around half-nude outside.

"Well it's perfectly fine for me! I doubt anyone else would agree with me, though." It was pretty chilly for anyone who preferred warmer waters, but Vriska liked it just like this.

[aim_exorable]

"Hmm, a few might." Highbloods do better in chilly waters anyway, although warmer ones can feel divine. Settling down at the shore of the lake, he just sits there and watches her.

"What are you doing, if I may ask?"

[f8tal]

She didn't mind his company. If it was anyone else she would probably have a problem, but...

She nudged at the water with her broken spear. "Fishing, obviously! Duh."

[420]

[Gamzee is an ocean lover. Grow up by a sea and a simple lake just doesn't measure up. But sacrifices must be made in the life of a caring mama lusus like he is, and if his goose man wants to hang about a lake and scare the ducks some and eat everything in sight, well, then off to the lake it is.

Once they are close enough to smell water, Milo charges ahead with a load of loud honking, --the kinda honking that always brings a smile to gamzee's face cause man, honking just rocks-- splashing into the water. Gamzee still follows at a more sedated pace, his hands tucked in his pockets. He doesn't even notice Vriska at first, just glancing out over the lake with a content smile. But who does notices her is one very curious loud goose, swimming closer to her.

Good luck catching any fish now, Vriska.]

[f8tal]

[Before her life as a mutated seadweller Vriska hated any large body of water if she wasn't riding it on a ship. Yet during that horrible week the lake kind of... grew on her and it was hard now not to come over and wet her feet a little from time to time.

This time she justified her swimming with fishing, another thing she picked up while she was aquatic. Now just as she was about to spear a fish with her dagger a fucking goose came up from her side and honked loudly at her. She screeched, naturally.]

Fuck-!

[420]

[A screech loud enough to raise the dead! Also the braindead as demonstrated by the way Gamzee's head jerks up, his eyes blinking as he stares over the lake trying to find the source of the noise. Man, he hadn't even realized anyone was out there. He shuffles closer to the edge, finally spotting the-- ... is that vriska?]

Sis? That you?

[f8tal]

[She's waving at the goose to try and steer it away, moving out of the water herself. Seeing Gamzee at the shore just made her frown harder and point to the goose.]

Is that yours?!

[420]

Yeah. He's-- Milenko, shoosh.

[The goose, being a goose, doesn't particularly listen. But it does let Vriska be, instead swimming off, honking its goosey head off, to go bother the ducks. Darkleer has been teaching him bad habits.

Darkleer the chocobo, not the ancestor.

Gamzee looks up as Vriska moves out of the lake. Oh, naked troll girls. Man. Equius has bigger tits than her. And. Oh.]

Huh. Didn't you all had it longer?

[He motions vaguely around his own head, indicating long hair.]

[f8tal]

[Once the goose is gone she huffs and looks over back at Gamzee after he motions to his hair.] Yeah. I did, but now I don't anymore. [She wipes some seaweed off of the blade of her spear and pauses.] ... It was while you were sleeping.

1/3

[sylphauxiliatrix]

[Kanaya was wandering the island as usual for such a sunny day when her attention was drawn to the sounds of someone playing in the lake. Her time spent in the bubble was usually focused on her shop, so she enjoyed the opportunity to meet new people up here when it occurred. She decided to go greet whomever had come up for a swim. Wait, is that...]

2/3

[sylphauxiliatrix]

[It is her. And what is...?]

3/3

[sylphauxiliatrix]

[That is not a swimsuit.]

[f8tal]

[You bet it isn't. No, instead it is a young troll girl trying to spear fish and getting quickly frustrated with it. Whoops.]

[sylphauxiliatrix]

[Kanaya was starting to feel a little awkward sitting here watching, so she moved up to the water's edge to get her friend's attention. Friend? Certainly, but perhaps it's more than that. They weren't matesprits, not yet really. They both seemed to know there was something there but neither has taken enough initiative to really act on it. Kanaya was a bit happy for that; taking it slow like this has made it easier to handle this. She was still trying to work out exactly what she wanted out of this... Sometimes the pace of this was a blessing, but sometimes.... sometimes she wished things would move a lot more quickly.]

Hello Vriska. Enjoying the water?

[f8tal]

[Another miss! She huffs audibly, getting quickly annoyed enough to turn around and go back to her temporary hive when Kanaya makes her presence known.

For a brief moment Vriska suddenly feels modest, but then remembers who the fuck even cares? It's not like Kanaya hasn't ever seen her topless before. At least Vriska is almost sure of that. Oh well.] I was just leaving, actually. No point in fishing when there aren't any fish! [That are willing to spear themselves on her blade.]

/late forever

[toreadorkabull]

-=he isn't searching anymore, not really. he's accepted that lysunder was gone, but not that he isn't going to come back some day. he has to keep believing in that much, even if it takes sweeps.

he's still not eating right though, and he looks it, sunken and tired=-

....Vriska?

-=finding her here is unexpected, especially like that=-