vatheon | You can't change the one you love, you're not supposed to.

Who: Summoner and Anyone that wants to bug him.
Where: The Island
When: Nownownow
Style: Whatever you want.
Status: Open like my heart~

Dear Signless is he tired lately. Maybe it's all the thinking? It has to be. He can think when he wants to, has to, you know, about the things he knows. Animals, war, he knows those things, has a lot of experience with them, is interested in them. He barely even has to think about them actually, they're just natural for him, but this? This romance bullshit.

Man, you never think you'll have to talk to your dead wife again after you kill her. He was too busy getting himself to deal with what happened, why would he think about what he'd have to say to her later? There wouldn't be a later, there shouldn't've been. But Vatheon just-

Vatheon makes things uncomfortable and dramatic, makes things you'd think about less more intense, more important. So yeah, he's tired lately. You can probably see it in how he flies right now, a kind of dragging pace and low to the ground, wanting to keep out of too many people's sight. Summoner's heading to the elevator now, making his way to the island. The door to the elevator is as small and obstructive as ever but that magic twist it's got does wonders when trying to enter with that rack of his. He's pretty thankful for it actually, magic elevator, hell, doesn't understand the thing but he appreciates it. Lysunder's pretty anxious to get to the island too, when he does, there's nothing better than that deep breath of fresh air. He can already taste the sea.

"Maybe I'll hit the coast, hey fellas?" A sigh to himself, his mind mixing with some seagulls right now, chatting them up a bit before he gets ready to hit the skies again.

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"Hm, you may have a point. It really depends on what influences that potential."

"Sure as hell does. Trolls are a good representation of that I think. Well uh- 'good', not really good good."

"Oh? Care to explain what you mean by that?"

"The hemospectrum." The topic is best accompanied with a drink though.

"Right, blood color. I've gotten bits and pieces about that from both Darkleer and Karkat so far."

Then perhaps she should provide some glasses so he can share.

"For the most part, I come from a world where most species have the same blood color. It's not the color that governs them, it's their bloodlines. Lineage that's passed on from parent to child through the generations."

Washu pauses for a moment to just gaze at her computer. Suddenly the child is gone and the adult is sitting there with her arms crossed. "It's utter bullshit. Lineage shouldn't mean as much as it does in my world."

"Yeah I uh, I've read a little about that from the books here. Things about family lines and all that, guess you could say it's similar to trolls in a way, if you uh, think of lineage like blood castes? Humans seem to have a hell of a lot more leniency though." He doubles takes a bit at that, sitting up a little more, paying a bit more attention because whoa, the heck?

"Yeah, same for me." A smirk. "Complete bullshit. It's why I do what I do."

"From the sounds of it, I can't help but draw a correlation. It's not an exact match, but definitely similar to your blood casts."

She smiles a bit at his response. Now she could see why she was starting to like this particular troll so much. "Yes and no, the leniency depends on the rank one is in the Aristocracy and the time period. For instance, 20,000 years ago, I was forced to divorce my husband because I wasn't a noble. Yet, in the more modern times it seems to be a little more acceptable for nobles to marry out side of nobility as long as the person in question can prove themselves worthy to marry into the family line."

Washu pauses for a few moments for that to sink in a bit. "You could say my view is the same reason I've done what I've done with my life as well."

Two thousand years ago- wait, what?

"Wait, how, how old are you?"

"Give or take, I'm over twenty thousand years old."

Washu continues to smile, as if waiting to see his reaction. "I stopped counted a few millenia ago."

"Are you-"..."Uh.." Well shit.

"You're probably not human then, hey?"

"Nopes~. Humanoid, yes. Earth based human? Not so much."

"Heh, seems to uh, be a lot of those running around here. Guess trolls are kinda humanoid? Not as much as you though." A coy smile.

"Not that that's a problem or anything. Kinda like ya the way you are, and I'm really liking the hair."

"Why, Lysunder~, are you flirting with me?" She can't help but lean forward a little and smirk. "Not that I'm complaining. After all, you are a pretty handsome specimen yourself~."

"Heh," His smile widens, leaning it a little more. "Mmm, yeah, think I am." Before he sits back and stretches his arms, dipping them over and around his horns to cradle the back of his head.

"But don't go telling anyone, go on and get me in trouble." A laugh.

"Don't worry~, your secrets safe with me. Besides, a little flirting can be good for you."

"Flirting tends to keep spirits high. Did it a lot more when I was young, at the start of the war. Tended to bring a lot more smiles which is always good."

"I can see where it would be a moral booster. It's also a good way to catch your enemies off guard." She speaks from experience with that one.

"Enemies?" A wide smile.

"Okay, yeah that can be uh, pretty fun too." Granted, he's normally not the one flirting once the distance really closes, but it's fun until then. A lot of "enemies" tend to want to take you up on your offers...

"It seems like you have a little experience in that front too~. Though, if what I've heard is right, it means something completely different for your species then it does mine."

"Sure does, going to uh, take a wild swing here and say you guys, uh, your race, doesn't have quadrants then?"

"Not even close. We have lovers, people we spend our lives with and even best friends and enemies. There may be similarities in some aspects, but it's my understanding that your quadrants are a little more in complicated."

"Yeah uh, I've read a bit, heard a bit about human relationships rather. But yes, quadrants can be-" Sigh.

"Tricky."

"Fer starters we have two people we usually well," smirk. "Coon with, one outta well, love I guess, kinda of, and the other out of the opposite."

"I still don't get the hate sex part of your romances. I've had enemies that were handsome, but none that I'd want to sleep with."

"Troll's are uh, pretty violent, and it's a way to get that aggression out in a-" ... "Healthy, less fatal fashion. Instead of someone going and uh, taking it out on a lot of people. It's enough of an issue that it's a part of the slurry process." Shrug.

"...Surprisingly enough, that does make sense. It also sounds like your species reproductive cycle is a little more complicated then the average humanoids."

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