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vriska serket

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[Sometime during the middle of the day, a text was sent out]

Uuuuuuuugh.
Someone mind explaining where the hell I am? This is kind of dum8.
I mean, who takes someone a8out to die and puts them on a weird island like this? Laaaaaaaame.
Ugh and I need to clean up. Some8ody point me to an a8ulation trap or 8athtu8 or whatever you call it. This red shit is gross.

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Another person brought from the point of death?

There's a hotel with free rooms. The shower should be able to suit your needs.

[Directions go here!]

There's nothing I can do about martyrdom or about being here in general.

I imagine bleeding to death generally is.

Um, do you need help getting to the hotel? I can help you walk.

If you can describe where you are, I can come there.

[Here's a description, somewhere a bit deserted]

You said yourself you don't need help. I'm just being a guide.

[Hey look, here's that place and here's a teenager finding that place.]

[Oh look a cute black haired thirteen year old covered in blood and typing her next answer before looking up]

... hey guide.

[He expected somebody more adult.]

Hello. It's not far, don't worry. Can you stand on your own?

[With that whiny petulance? Nope, thirteen year old not quite getting she doesn't look like a troll right now]

Of course! [Vriska slowly tried to push herself up, wincing and talking under her breath] Damn, Aradia. Didn't think you had it in you.

[He sighs and kneels to take an arm around her.] Lean on me.

[There was a soft grumble as she did, tottering to her feet] This is so stupid.

I agree. This way, please.

[At least it really wasn't far.]

That's just ruuuuuuuude. [Why yes she drawls out vowels like she types]

I can only do so much.

[Vriska just grumbled, stumbling next to him. If he looked closely, he might see where she had been beaten nearly to death]

Don't you have a personality?

I'm repressing it so I can get you to the hotel safely.

Booooooooring! Fine, fine. Guide me to this hotel oh guide.

[Like he said, it really isn't far, and he guides her there safely, as is his duty as a person who randomly decided it was his duty.]

[And Vriska complained the entire way as she tried to make her legs work the way she wanted]

And this is the hotel? Well, it looks barely acceptable!

I'm glad you find it so pleasing.

It might be fine for a rustblood or a pink human like you, but I'm used to my hives being much, muuuuuuuuch better.

What are you, a bee? Come on, inside.

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