vatheon | Landed Fish

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Landed Fish

Who: Orphaner Dualscar, Signless, Expatriate Darkleer
Where: The plaza
When: Now! Dualscar is respawning
Style: Prose if that's OK with you guys?
Status: Closed, though I may do an open one or network post or something with DS later.

Dualscar was pretty disoriented as he arrived in the plaza. He fell to his knees, choking on his gasps, his gills opening with a popping sound and his fins stiff with terror as he scrabbled at his own, unmarked throat.

The last thing he remembered was getting his throat ripped out by the Grand Highblood's teeth. It took a few moments for his body to realize that he actually could breathe, and that he wasn't dying horribly.

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Dualscar looks up, frowning in confusion. He can't decide if he's relieved or disappointed that Signless has moved back to the other side, but he has a feeling he knows why. Apparently Signless can forgive him for things that happened in the past, but this is too fresh, perhaps? Strange, considering how much less serious this is, compared to the other things he's done.

But more important is the question of what's happened to the Empress. "The Grand Highblood wwouldn't havve culled her," he says without complete conviction. Then a thought occurs to him. He pulls out his communicator and frowns at it, but he scrolls up and down without any luck. "Her name...it's gone. Does that mean she's left the city?"

It's tough love, Dualscar. Signless is expressing his disapproval of your behavior.

He starts checking his own SFC, though, when Dualscar tells him he can't find the Condesce's name. Signless can't either, which means...

"She's gone."

There's no hiding the relief in his voice.

Of course a criminal like the Signless would be afraid of the Condesce's presence. He certainly can't be blamed. But it still annoys the fuck out of Dualscar.

"Wwell I'm glad you're happy," he growls, splattering a bit of soup as he tosses his spoon down onto the table. "Wwhat the fuck am I supposed to do, noww? That murderous psychopath is probably just wwaitin' for me to try to come back to my hivve so he can kill me again! And noww there's nothin' in his wway at all! She, at least, wwould a stopped him if she had been there at the time. I think I really had gained her favvour."

Signless isn't sure anyone can stay in the Condesce's favor for long, but he doesn't mention that. It's clear that Dualscar is upset by her disappearance, and he reaches across the table and pats the back of one of his hands.

"If you like, there are empty apartments in my building. I could find one for you to stay in."

Dualscar flinches away from the touch, then grabs Signless' hand again and holds it tight, his fins flat against his neck. "In your building? Wwith you?" His voice is disbelieving, and a bit hopeful. He isn't worried about the Signless - or the Helmsman for that matter - taking him out in his sleep, at least.

Hippies don't try to kill anyone in their sleep. It's not their style.

"Well, not with me, exactly, but on the same floor, perhaps?" Signless looks at him seriously, and lets Dualscar squeeze his hand. It's pretty obvious the seadweller desperately needs the contact.

"I didn't mean in your fuckin' hivve," Dualscar scoffed, withdrawing his hand reluctantly. He grimaced down at his soup and picked up his spoon again. "Wwho else livves in that building? Of the trolls, I mean?"

"Myself and Psii, and Aradia lives next door. Others used to, but have since moved out."

Signless returns his attention to his lunch.

Dualscar considers that for a few moments, eating a bit of his own lunch, but his appetite isn't really there. He doesn't like accepting the offer, because it demonstrates that he really is nervous of going back to the hive he had claimed. But he could always go back, later, once the Highblood has been dealt with.

"Vvery wwell," he says grudgingly. "I'll accept your offer, for noww. But I'm not givvin' up my hivve."

Signless is pleased with how this conversation has gone! He finishes his lunch, then stands at the end of the booth, waiting for Dualscar to get up too.

"Good. And of course no one expects you to give up your own hive. This will just be temporary, I'm sure."

Dualscar slips out of the booth and stands as well, frowning faintly as he moves to follow. He doesn't know what the Signless' angle is, exactly, but he's not worried about his physical safety with a mutant, a rustblood, and a Helmsman in proximity. If anything, they had to be more nervous.

He could stand it for now.

"Yes, just temporary."

"Come on, then."

Signless exits the restaurant and starts heading towards the apartment complex, expecting Dualscar to follow him. Once they're out on the street, he'll make sure to walk beside Dualscar, rather then in front of or behind him.

And Dualscar does follow, then finds himself walking next to the Signless, like companions. Perhaps under other circumstances he'd make a point of pulling ahead a bit, but he doesn't right now. He doesn't know where they're going, anyway, so that kind of petty stuff would only cause him to end up looking like a fool in the end.

He looks around nervously as they walk, sensing the Highblood in every shadow. But otherwise he doesn't say anything for now, just wanting to get under cover again.

Signless walks briskly, sensing Dualscar's nervousness, and they arrive at the apartments without anyone bothering them. Once there, Signless has a friendly chat with the landlord (being told twice that he's "much more pleasant than that other kid with the short horns"), and returns to Dualscar with three sets of keys.

"There's a few apartments open on my floor. You can look at them and decide which you like best."

Dualscar nods, glancing around the lobby with a sigh as he takes the keys. It's far less nice than his own place, he can already see. Living in a communal hivestem was never how he had imagined spending his time.

He starts towards the elevator, looking at the key fob to figure out which floor they're headed to.

"I suppose there's no spa in the basement a these hivves," he grumbles wryly.

"No."

Signless trots glibly after him, even though he never takes the elevator and just walks up the stairs to the second floor.

"It's a nice place to live, though. I think you'll like it here."

"You think so," Dualscar says flatly. He gets out of the elevator on the right floor and then looks up and down the hall.

"Wwhich one is your hivve?"

"That way. End of the hall." Signless points. "Aradia lives next door, but she's been spending most of her time out in the woods with Summoner."

Blithely ignoring Dualscar's rude remark, Signless strolls over to the first empty apartment. "I think the layout will probably be similiar, but you can check out the furniture and lighting, see which you prefer."

Look, it's not his fault that he's used to far, far better than this. Even the hive he had is small and dinky by his standards. And this one is far smaller.

He glances through the keys and opens up the apartment. He had sort of thought to move in next door to the Signless, with vague ideas of taking advantage of the position in some way. Like listening in on their conversations. But it looks like that's not an option, so he steps into this one and looks around.

It's small.

But for its size, it's well-lit and spacious. He glances around and pokes into the bedrooms, feeling out of sorts about the whole thing. "I suppose this one wwill do."

Oh, the things he'd hear, too. Discussions about tea and Vatheon Shore and talking about beekeeping. It is a dangerous, subversive life Signless leads.

The smaller troll follows Dualscar into the apartment, and goes poking around in the kitchen. There's a few staples there, but not much in the way of actual food.

"You'll need to go to the supermarket, I'm afraid. There's not much to eat around here."

"I'll do that, then," Dualscar says, sitting down on the sofa and watching Signless poke around his new apartment.

He ponders for a moment. A lot of his discomfort has now faded, and he's all right with Signless staying. To be honest, he's not quite ready to be alone. "Do you wwant to stay for a wwhile longer?" he asks calmly. "There's no need if you havve something to do, but you may, if you wwish."

"Why don't I make us some tea, then?"

Signless bites the inside of his cheek, trying to hide the smile that's trying to spread across his face, and makes his way to the kitchen. There's a kettle already there, fortunately, and some mismatched mugs, but no teabags. Good thing his best friend is a tea addict and he never leaves the house without several teabags of assorted flavors tucked into his sylladex.

"Fine," Dualscar replies, leaning his elbows on his knees and gazing moodily at the coffee table as he waits. He's going to need his drone back, so perhaps a quick nip over to his hive would be worth the risk.

Or perhaps he'll wait a couple of days, see what happens. He can have Signless and the Helmsman do a few chores for him, in the meantime, since they're right there. The Condesce isn't here, now. He can do what he wants.

If Dualscar just asked, Signless would go collect his robot drone for him. That would be much easier than finding out the seadweller was ordering around Psii and having to get angry about it.

Or disappointed, rather. Signless doesn't really get angry.

He brings out the tea on a tray and sits across from Dualscar, offering him a mug with brightly painted fish on the sides.

Dualscar eyes the mug, feeling like this is possibly a joke at his expense. He sips the hot liquid and sets it down, then rubs his hand on the scar that crosses his nose.

"You trust me."

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