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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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[Devola produces a handkerchief, dabbing some of the blood away while she talks.]

Nearly, huh. Looks like it was just a hair's breadth away. Are you still bleeding anywhere? [She seems well enough to gripe about it, but who knows what Prospero does to injuries during the whole transference thing.]

Also? Still not sure what a 'kiss-me-sis' is.

Well duh it was a hair's breadth away! And it was a great fight! Don't know why she stopped, though... probably stupid Tavros. [And another pout]

I don't think so. All I see is this red crap, not the cerulean swill I'm used to. [She winced as Devola cleaned her a bit, looking at her]

Well, I don't know if I'd fill pails with Aradia. But I really do hate her, and it'd be great if she hates me back! [Vriska grinned]

You seem disappointed that your fight stopped. Not sure how to react to that lack of self-preservation instinct. The cheer at being hated is also baffling.

[Troll romance. Always confusing.]

Anyway, assuming you mean you've usually got cerulean-tinted blood -- and I think that's what you mean? I've got good news, and I've got bad news.

It shouldn't be! Kismesissitude is a perfectly valid romance!

[Vriska frowned] So why did you pause instead of just telling it to me?

Dramatic tension, hoping you'd figure it out on your own, so on and so forth.

Anyway the bad news is that red stuff is blood -- probably yours, judging from that story. The good news is that it's blue unless it comes into contact with oxygen, so I guess it's still kinda blue?

What the hell. That makes no sense whatsoever!

The 'oxidization' part, or the 'red equals blood' part?

[Trolls. How do they work?]

Both! Duuuuuuuuh, blood is blue in my veins. It always has! Like it's been blue for Terezi and Equius! But only the rustbloods like Aradia bleed red. I was covering in blue blood before coming here because stupid Tavros wouldn't kill me on my quest bed.

[There is a moments deliberation. A course of action decided upon.]

[She reaches out and takes an awful facebook-style cellphone image of herself and Vriska (fortunately without duck-face in effect) and sends it to the troll-come-human.]

[That is certainly the woman who's right next to you, Vris. But that person next to her isn't quite you.]

... [Vriska turned her phone around, shoving the picture into Devola's face] What the fuck is this?!?!?!?! That's not me!

[ right in the snout.]

It's what I'm seeing right now. Unless me and the phone both are having a hallucination... Ow, those things are sturdy...

But that's not me! I'm a troll, damn it! Gray skin, horns, claws! That's not me!!!!!!!!

Shh, I believe you. There's a history of people changing from what they're supposed to be, here. If I remember right they go back to normal for an hour at midnight... it's, er, peculiar.

... so I'm a stupid pink rustblood until a certain time at night.

That's stupid! Dumb stupid dumb dumb!

Hey. Some of us have been pink all our lives. It's not that stupid. I think.

It is stupid! I'm not this pink squishy thing. I'm a troll...

Some of us pink squishy things like being pink n'squishy, though...

[And then a note of genuine curiosity enters her voice.]

Actually. What's it like being a troll? C'mon, you can tell me while we head somewhere you can get cleaned up at.

It's cool. [Vriska looked away] Lots of fighting, lots of feeding troll to Spidermom.

Is spidermom literally a spider who's your mom, or some kinda crazy cannibal mother who thinks she's a spider?

[From her tone? Sounds like she'll believe either.]

[Vriska glared at her]

A spider lusus that had the same color blood as me.

[She'll wince at that, noting to use some cultural sensitivity.]

Lusus is another word I dunno, y'realize. Might want to dumb down your explanations a bit. I dunno much about... Trolls, right?

Guardian, then. Before I killed her, she was guardian.

You had to-- Sheesh. Sounds like you've had it pretty rough.

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