One cold troll in dire need of some help

[helmetdoesnothing]

Who: Mituna Captor & Anyone
Where: The plaza
When: 07/03
Style: I'll follow!
Status: Open

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[It didn't take long for the contact with his matesprit and moirail to become ineffectual against the curse currently afflicting Vatheon. Thinking something might be wrong with him he'd done the first thing that had come to mind, and poked at the coral a few times.

It hadn't helped.

Now, he's sitting next to the coral, curled up and hunched over in a miserable, pointy little ball of awkward gangly limbs. Each minute or so, a violent shiver runs through his frame, shaking his shoulders and forcing his teeth to click together. He doesn't know what's happening, but he's pretty fucking sure he doesn't like it.

Anyone want to help a cold troll out?]

Comments

[replicatedcourage]

...Oh.

[Well, so much for that idea. He refuses to be hurt, or at least tries to refuse. After all, Mituna and Kurloz may have even known each other from before Vatheon. They're from the same place. And Kurloz is a pretty cool guy, teaching sign language and stuff. It's fine, it doesn't matter.]

U-uh, that's good, then. I don't, um. I'm not all that sure what a moirail does exactly anyway, so it's good.

[He has a better idea than he thinks, though he weighs it more heavily on friendship and understanding than keeping each other in check. He did learn from Signless, after all.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

We look out for each other.

[It's a little more complicated than that, especially when it comes to Mituna and Kurloz, but that's the long and short of it. Mituna cocks his head slightly, but it doesn't seem that he's realised why Sola is asking.]

It'th about making thure the other troll doethn't lothe hith thhit.

[replicatedcourage]

Umm... so it's not really super best friends?

[He knew it was more than that but that's the part he's enamored with, the part he wants to share with Mituna. But thinking back, when it was said Sola was moirails with Ghriahim, there was a lot more keeping in check and very little friendship. That had been entirely one-sided too; Ghirahim had tried to get Sola to do bad things on more than one occasion.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[His teeth dent lightly against his lower lip as he thinks on the question, his attention somewhere else. Then, he slowly shakes his head.]

Friendth are different. A moirail ith a rethponthibility.

[replicatedcourage]

Huh.

[He sort of gets it now. Mituna has a more simple way of explaining things that helps Sola to understand more readily.]

That's good, then.

[He shifts his arms a bit around Mituna to be more comfortable.]

So... if you're trying to keep someone from doing bad things, that's a moiraillegiance?

[It seems he's thinking of someone else now.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

Mmm... [It's not an affirmative answer, more a noise as he takes in what Sola says and processes it.]

Yeth and no.

[He idly draws a diamond on the ground in front of them with one bony finger.]

It'th to keep them balanthed.

[replicatedcourage]

Balanced...

[Umm...]

Well what if they do all these bad things because they think that's what they were made to do but they weren't and you're trying to convince them they can be who they want instead of who they think they have to?

[Did that make sense?]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[He just stares. Sola definitely went flying way over his head with that one.]

... What.

[replicatedcourage]

I have a friend - only he doesn't think I'm his friend but I am - that's a replica like me and he does bad stuff but I think he only does bad stuff because the person who made him told him he had to and he needs someone to show him he can do whatever he wants, instead of what his creator wants.

[It does have the added bonus of maybe Barry leaving Johnny the hell alone if he can convince him.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Squint.]

That'th thome thcrewup, buddy. [He thinks a moment.] A moirail would pathify him.