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[She had crashed only a few hours ago on the couch in her living room, not quite making it downstairs to her actual bed, but whatever. At the door knocking she slowly rises from her couch, still unsure if what she's hearing is part of her dream or actual reality.

Grumbling when it hits her there is actually someone at the door and seeing what time it is, she frowns and moves to get up. She pushes back her hair, even shorter than before it still turned out to be a mess.]

Whoever it is better have a damn good reason... [She stops when she opens the door to see Kanaya there, hands covered in green. Any sleepiness she had was long gone.]

Kan? What the- Did something happen?! What happened??? [She reaches to grab her hand as if that would make her answer faster.] Did someone try to fuck with you?

[Her voice is weak and hoarse. As she talks it is apparent that her neck has been wounded and hastily bandaged with some simple fabric, now stained green]

No... She didn't mean...

[And the crying overtakes her ability to speak. without thinking she rushes forward, hugging Vriska.]

What? [Before she unleashes another wave of questions on her, Kanaya is hugging her. Before Vriska realizes it she is hugging her back. Hot anger boils in the pit of her stomach and it isn't aimed at the poor rainbow drinker in her arms.]

Just... Just come inside, yeah? I know you'll hate yourself if you let this stain your clothes... [Even though it was probably too late to save them anyways, Vriska still pulls her inside, arms still around her. What the hell had happened?]

[Kanaya comes in quietly, calming down now. Her initial outburst sapped most of her emotional reaerves and Vriska's reactions were calming her quite well.]

I'm... sorry for the intrusion.

[She pats her back.] Don't be! It's not like I was doing anything important.

[This is much more important than sleep. She closes the door behind her.]

Kan, what happened?

[Kanaya stops, looking for somewhere to sit. She's trying to calm down so she can answer the question.]

I made a mistake. I should not have let it go that far, should not have tried talking her out of it.

[She looks at Vriska, realizing that she was probably making no sense at all. Kanaya closes her eyes, and takes a moment to collect her thoughts before trying again.]

I've been making friends with one of the ancestors. The Disciple. She has a problem that I promised to help her with... and I fucked it up.

[She tugs her over to a couch that has seen better days. Some of her clothes are strewn on top of it, but Vriska throws them off for Kanaya.]

What did she do? What kind of problem would lead you to looking like this? [She rose her voice near the end, but swallowed.]

[Kanaya complies with the tugging, and gratefully takes the offered seat. She clasps on of Vriska's hands in her own, focusing on the connection to keep her emotionally stable while she tells the story.]

Disciple has had a hard life. She was forced to live in the wilderness, in cave, for sweeps without any contact with any trolls. This is after her matesprit was culled, and her friends enslaved. When she arrived here in Vatheon she was like a wild beast. With work she's managed to return to herself, but that feral animalism didn't go away. She has problems controlling it sometimes.

[Kanaya pauses for a moment, collecting herself so she can continue. She needs to get this all out.]

She knows about my need for blood, and how I can lose control if it gets too bad. We made an agreement to help each other, to keep each other from doing regrettable things when we lose control. Like a moirallegiance, but we aren't that close. Not yet. She sent me a message requesting my assistance. She had gotten into an argument with Orphaner Dualscar, and was losing control. I attempted to intervene. I made the error of trying to talk her down, but Dualscar made some comments that pushed her too far. In the resulting chaos she... did this to me. I managed to stop her before she could attack him... he probably would have culled her right then. I bit her, and that put her out for a minute.

[Her eyes are starting to well up again, and her words are getting choked out by the proximity of more crying.]

She came back... in control. But she got away from me. She hurting and afraid and ashamed and I can't find her and tell her it's all right... I've been searching for hours.

[By this point, she is curling into the human fetal position. Assuming that Vriska joins her on the couch, she does so with her head on the blue blood's lap.]

[For once, Vriska listened to her, biting her tongue when she wanted to interrupt. Instead she just worried her lower lip, gaze having left Kanaya to fall on a pair of pants she had thrown to the floor yesterday.

On one hand, she was furious. This was an adult troll who hurt Kanaya- hurt her. It made her want to go out and smoke her out to make her pay for what she put Kanaya through, but she withheld herself. Even she knew her impulse decisions never, ever ended well for her or for anyone else around her.

With Kanaya's head in her lap she settled her hand on her hair, right near her horn. Her other hand clutched at the couch material, fang still chewing into her lip.] She'll come out when she's ready. You shouldn't... Don't cry, okay? You did your best, right? Everything will work out! [She fumbled with the words, not sure if she was even saying the right things. Accidents happen, people get killed. To Vriska that was just something that happened and life went on. If she let herself get hooked over every single death she caused... Well she would certainly be a different troll today.

She starts to push back her hair, half-smiling down at her.] She'll be okay! And you'll be okay when you realize that she'll be okay too! So don't cry anymore, okay?

[A pained half smile crawls on to her face through the fear and tears, growing stronger as Vriska talks. She looks up to meet her eyes as she gets her hair pulled away from her face.]

Alright.

[She reaches up and touches the other troll's cheek lightly...]

Thank you, Vriska.

[She bites her lower lip when Kanaya smiles up at her.] It-... It's no big deal! You just shouldn't let stuff like this mess you up so bad, that's all...!

[No big deal. Right. It's not like this isn't the first time Kanaya has never seen Vriska act with this much empathy before or something. When she formally broke off their moirallegiance, Kanaya made a point about Vriska never giving anything back, never seeming to care... though she knew that it was just the way she was. Vriska would hide her emotions, always trying to seem aloof.]

[And now things are quite different, aren't they. They aren't in a quadrant but they both know what they feel for each other. Kanaya was being so careful about it. Vriska had hurt her before, and she wanted to take it slow enough to know exactly how they both felt. She wanted to know Vriska really meant it... and right here is some rather compelling evidence.]

[No big deal indeed.]

[Kanaya stands up off the couch, and turns to look at the girl that's been the focus of so many of her thoughts, recently and historically.]

I think I'm done. I've had enough of this.

[She can't help look a little surprised at Kanaya's bouncing back so fast, momentarily stunned for words. Her statement doesn't help her alleviate her temporary confusion, so she just blinks.]

... Wait, what? Done with what?

[She smiles a bit at Vriska's confusion. It was a comment out of context after all. Kanaya had made up her mind though, and this plan is certainly nicer than focusing on the recent events when there was clearly nothing more she could do about it. Vriska was right after all, Disciple would come out soon enough, and they could talk then.]

[She leans in, and give Vriska a light kiss on the lips. It's over in an instant, and Kanaya turns around.]

Perhaps you can figure out what I meant now, with that hint and a moment to think about it. I would like to use your ablution block and clean up this mess.

[She takes a few steps on the way out of the room and stops, ruining her streak of smooth moves.]

Uh... Where is your ablution block? I didn't need it the last time I was here.

[It's over so fast she hardly has a moment to fully realize what just happened. When her mind finally catches up her face flushes blue when it hits her.]

Uh- It's... It's down the hall! On the left. [Wow, Serket. You gain 1+ matesprit and that's all you can say? Sad. So very very sad.]

Thanks.

[As Kanaya disappears out of sight, she's hit almost immediately by the gravity of her actions. It just felt like it was right, like it was time... but she's so used to planning things out carefully. She's moderately distressed as she starts to unwind her makeshift bandage. Is this going to work? Vriska seemed to be catching on... what if she rejects the idea? Is she pushing this too fast?]

[As she starts to clean her dried blood and wash the would on her throat, she calms down. It's been a quarter of a sweep since they met again here in Vatheon. It's been months since the time they both admitted their red feelings, and decided to take it slow like this. If anything, she's been taking too long to get to this point. She's also reasonably sure Vriska isn't going to turn this down... When has Vriska ever taken care of someone like that, just because they were upset?]

[Kanaya finds herself smiling as she dries off, replacing the fabric she was using as a bandage with another cloth. She made an effort to fold this one into something a bit fashionable, so it would look more like a scarf than something hiding a would-be-lethal injury. Luckily it's not actively bleeding, but she hopes that it won't be permanent. It's bad enough with the one wound to worry about.]

[A quick change of her top and she's ready to go. A Sylladex makes it so easy to carry a spare change of clothing or two around at all times. She steps back into the living room to meet with Vriska again.]

Well? What do you think?

[While Kanaya was in the shower Vriska continued sitting where she was, pulling her legs up against her chest. So was this really it? Her and Kanaya...

She let her head fall back on the couch cushion, her stomach twisted into a knot. Was this really happening? It seemed too good to be true-- when did exceptionally good things ever happen to her like this?

When Kanaya comes back out, she finds herself staring at her, eyes flicking to the scarf around her neck before she smiles.] Not bad, fussy fangs! Although I thought the bloody bandages gave you more of a sexy rough edge~.

I was asking about the unspoken proposition I left you with, but thank you all the same.

[Kanaya walks over to sit on the floor in front of the couch. She takes a brief moment, looking over the prone blueblood, before continuing to speak. She is not at all displeased with the sight, though her rambling verbosity does betray a certain level of nervousness.]

I mean it. We both know how we felt for each other when we agreed to give this some time, and unless I have been misconstruing certain signals I believe we have both only felt our initial emotions become intensified. I for one do not wish to continue with our established agreement. What do you think?

[She crosses her legs under her when Kanaya sits down, hands holding her ankles in place. A large grin spreads across her face before she leans down to place a kiss on Kanaya's lips. Slowly attempts to take control over this situation...]

I think we should totally hook up~.

[She leans up for the kiss, hoping that this is not all she's getting for an answer. Enough has been left unsaid, but she wants to be sure. she enjoys the tender touch of their lips, only a touch disappointed that the moment didn't last longer. Her dissatisfaction in similarly short lived as she realizes that Vriska stopped to actually answer her as she was just hoping a moment ago. Strange how what she thinks she wants can change so suddenly.]

Oh my, how formal of you. I'm surprised you would take this that seriously.

[Her smile completely belies her sarcastic indignation. The grin turns mischievous a moment before she launches out of her sitting position to kiss her partner again.]

So... We're Matesprits.

[Sometimes even Vriska finds it hard to see the line between sincerity and sarcasm with Kanaya. She almost looks a tad unsure when she says that, but laughs it off in response.]

Of course I'm taking this seriously! I don't want to fuck up again. [Her voice trails off into uncertainty near the end, even when she tries to continue acting like she isn't nervous at all. The idle threat of failure looms over her head and she can't seem to shake it away.

Vriska reaches out to set her hands on Kanaya's forearms as they kiss again.] ... Yeah. Yeah we are.

Good.

[Kanaya stand up, bending over to give Vriska a quick peck of a kiss.]

To hear you say that... all of it...

[She climbs over vriska, laying down half on top of her, half embedded in the couch. There's an awkward bit of shuffling to get in position, a shuffling half abandoned for a moment when the movement brings their faces inches away.]

[Half whispering] Thank you.

[She kisses Vriska again, holding the embrace for an eternity. She forfeits her quest for a comfortable position entirely to continue the kiss, laying down half on top of her mate.</small]

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