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Entry tags:
troll problems
Who: The Sufferer and the Disciple
Where: Somewhere shitty in Los Angeles
When: The morning of March 6th
What: Di tracks down where Signless is staying, and manages to catch up with him because he let himself get stabbed by Karkat like an asshole.
Warnings: Signless being a freak.
It was intended to be a TRIDENT safe house - the kind of place that someone could run to hide in for a few days before escaping to somewhere better. Not much more than a figurative hole in the ground, that's all it was prepared for. Living in it long term, for most people, would have been a deeply unsatisfying experience.
Not so much for this troll. Not when he was still getting his head around the idea of having to do things like eat and sleep still, not when his default action upon having nothing to do was to sit around feeling directionlessly angry and stare into space. Not when he was in the mental state where he had yet to even consider washing off the hand prints and droplets of his own blood the walls or the floor.
It was a few days back that he had allowed the younger troll to attack him, and now he's having a hard time remembering why he thought it was a reasonable idea. Probably because nothing he thinks about these days is especially reasonable.
He'd thrown the bloodied clothing in the corner and ignored it, and until today he hasn't gone out much at all. He's felt confused and disconnected since meeting his descendant, and it was only last evening he remembered that he needed to eat, and that restless feeling that he was disobeying his orders by being so inactive got to him.
He's just sort of drifting off in a corner when an unusual spike of emotion nearby gets his attention. He opens his eyes, but stays where he is, waiting for signs of a threat.
Where: Somewhere shitty in Los Angeles
When: The morning of March 6th
What: Di tracks down where Signless is staying, and manages to catch up with him because he let himself get stabbed by Karkat like an asshole.
Warnings: Signless being a freak.
It was intended to be a TRIDENT safe house - the kind of place that someone could run to hide in for a few days before escaping to somewhere better. Not much more than a figurative hole in the ground, that's all it was prepared for. Living in it long term, for most people, would have been a deeply unsatisfying experience.
Not so much for this troll. Not when he was still getting his head around the idea of having to do things like eat and sleep still, not when his default action upon having nothing to do was to sit around feeling directionlessly angry and stare into space. Not when he was in the mental state where he had yet to even consider washing off the hand prints and droplets of his own blood the walls or the floor.
It was a few days back that he had allowed the younger troll to attack him, and now he's having a hard time remembering why he thought it was a reasonable idea. Probably because nothing he thinks about these days is especially reasonable.
He'd thrown the bloodied clothing in the corner and ignored it, and until today he hasn't gone out much at all. He's felt confused and disconnected since meeting his descendant, and it was only last evening he remembered that he needed to eat, and that restless feeling that he was disobeying his orders by being so inactive got to him.
He's just sort of drifting off in a corner when an unusual spike of emotion nearby gets his attention. He opens his eyes, but stays where he is, waiting for signs of a threat.