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terezi: choke on your pride more than vriska choked on hers. you're better in all ways. >:[
Who: Terezi Pyrope (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
redisdelicious) and Vriska Sekret (thiefoflight)
What: Terezi attempts to make an 4POLOGY. It probably won't go well, though.
When: October 10, 20XX -- shortly after Nepeta's entry here.
Where: Right in front of Room 729.
Rating: PG? Warning for potential potty-mouths?
Terezi knew what she had to do.
Her recent interaction with Nepeta, though short-lived, had solidified her decision. What the blind troll couldn't believe, though, was her determination to actually go forth and carry out what she was planning to do.
Apologize? To Vriska, of all trolls? Terezi would never have seen this coming, especially with the recent events that had happened back at the Veil. After all, it was always Vriska who had to apologize to the other trolls for her behavior, Vriska who consistently did wrong, Vriska who had to be watched.
But for the first time in who-knew-how-long, had Vriska made a genuine attempt to do good? Terezi had plenty of time to consider the more recent events here. Vriska's reaction when she'd returned the box of chalk, Nepeta knowing about the gift... It meant that Vriska had to have been considering this for a while. Vriska had to have asked the catlike troll for her opinion, which meant that Vriska had to have been trying to patch up their relationship and make things "right" again.
If there was one thing Terezi prided herself on, it was her ability to deduce and come to correct conclusions. If there was one thing she now felt slightly foolish about, it was her inability to move past her ego, especially when it came to matters regarding her ex-sister.
With a deep sigh, she swallowed her pride and tapped on Vriska's door twice.
redisdelicious) and Vriska Sekret (thiefoflight)What: Terezi attempts to make an 4POLOGY. It probably won't go well, though.
When: October 10, 20XX -- shortly after Nepeta's entry here.
Where: Right in front of Room 729.
Rating: PG? Warning for potential potty-mouths?
Terezi knew what she had to do.
Her recent interaction with Nepeta, though short-lived, had solidified her decision. What the blind troll couldn't believe, though, was her determination to actually go forth and carry out what she was planning to do.
Apologize? To Vriska, of all trolls? Terezi would never have seen this coming, especially with the recent events that had happened back at the Veil. After all, it was always Vriska who had to apologize to the other trolls for her behavior, Vriska who consistently did wrong, Vriska who had to be watched.
But for the first time in who-knew-how-long, had Vriska made a genuine attempt to do good? Terezi had plenty of time to consider the more recent events here. Vriska's reaction when she'd returned the box of chalk, Nepeta knowing about the gift... It meant that Vriska had to have been considering this for a while. Vriska had to have asked the catlike troll for her opinion, which meant that Vriska had to have been trying to patch up their relationship and make things "right" again.
If there was one thing Terezi prided herself on, it was her ability to deduce and come to correct conclusions. If there was one thing she now felt slightly foolish about, it was her inability to move past her ego, especially when it came to matters regarding her ex-sister.
With a deep sigh, she swallowed her pride and tapped on Vriska's door twice.
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Vriska knew that she would never again find trust in all the trolls that should have considered her friends. They never were just that. Vriska knew that there was only one way to even have a chance at having her filthy dirty slate even start to be clean-- but considering the fact that this sorry excuse for a "paradise" was nothing like home, her goals and ambitions were light years away from ever being pursued.
Damn it. It was hard being a pariah. It was hard and nobody understood.
It sure was a hell of a time being alone with these thoughts every morning-- right before trying to wriggle your way into the sopor and let it sludge over you before allowing the sweet release of slumber. But it's not like anyone cared. After all, would she give any fucks about the problems any of these losers had?
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No. No way! Terezi was just a jerk. That whole chalk debacle? Pfft! That was a joke! A joke just to troll some loser with delusions of grandeur that always thought she would get the better of her, no matter what!
Yeah. That's all Terezi was to her. Nothing else.
Why was she even thinking about her so much, anyway? It's not like they were stuck together in the Veil like they were before, right before she had her own plans and her own irons and her own fires to deal with-- something that wasn't Terezi's bullshit for once! Sure felt good not having to deal with seeing that stupid face of hers again, thinking of all that could have been.
After all, those were stupid thoughts. Stupid thoughts for stupid losers. And she had always prided herself in being the opposite of either.
But then again...
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She would turn, of course, her vision eightfold allowing her to look past the walls, the door... all to see a certain troll standing before her, as if waiting to interrogate her, to scrutinize her for all her devious acts and her risky gambits. As if to lash her further for even attempting to show herself to she who ensure justice be served. Was this her way of hounding the miscreants?
Or had she come to...
No. No way. This had to be Terezi's way of trolling her back. It just had to be. There was no way some avatar of all that was righteous would ever look past all the bullshit of a troll painted bad. Like hell she was going to fall into that trap.
But it's not like she was going to run, either.
"I don't want any!" She would shout from her respiteblock, sounding as passive as ever.
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This had to have been Vriska being avoidant, of course. The other troll had to have known that it was her behind the door about two seconds after she'd knocked. Moreover, she knew she didn't have the right to make a snide remark back.
She deserved every single bit of this avoidance game. But that didn't mean she couldn't at least try to make things somewhat right again.
"Look, Vriska," she started slowly, after another pregnant pause. She swallowed and continued. "I know you probably don't even want to see me right now."
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Terezi sighed, and continued -- very quickly and quietly and without a single breath, "IjustwantedyoutoknowthatI'msorryforwhathappenedthatoneday,okay?"
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Calm down, she told herself, and just own up to your mistake. Legislacerators made mistakes sometimes, right? Well, good ones didn't usually make errors, but she was sure that when they did, they owned up to them.
What was the worst that could happen? Vriska could refuse her apology, and she would feel very stupid for coming to her respiteblock to try and make peace. But then again, didn't she do the same thing to her? It'd just be tit for tat, and Terezi knew it'd be justified.
Hands gripping her cane so tightly that they were turning white again, she spoke very clearly and slowly this time. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions when you gave me that chalk. There was no way you could have known that I lost my taste for chalk before I found out myself, and I was wrong to assume you were trying to troll me."
"And..." she paused again. "I know Nepeta had something to do with this. So... thank you for the gesture, I guess."
And with that, she waited.
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What.
Was she serious?
Was Terezi really being serious right now?
Why, her words sounded so incredibly believable that Vriska managed to turn her head to the door and stare at it for a good eight seconds.
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Why would Terezi even do something like this, anyway? She was always the nastiest of trolls! That's what made them mesh so well in the earlier days, when FLARPing was good and easy and lucrative. Before she gained all the levels. Before-- Oh, right. The hatred. Vriska had to wrinkle her nose at all this and roll her eyes.
Stop thinking about the past, Serket.
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And now? It wasn't fair that Terezi would be able to come out of this looking like the better troll. No way. Fuck that.
Uncertain feelings often turned to resentment. Resentment always turned into anger. Vriska never changed as far as that was concerned.
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"You really think I'll fall for such a fake apology like that?" She scoffed, fangs pressing down on one another, her fingers digging into her seat. "You sure were pretty convincing with all your rejection and platonic hatred! Sure does sound like a trolling attempt on your part!"
And she took a breath, though fleeting. She was just getting started. "You've got a long way to go if you think you're going to make a joke out of me, Pyrope."
How informal of her. It was just what she needed to keep that distance. Don't acknowledge the bond, she told herself. Don't even give that false sisterhood the time of day.
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Her mind started flipping through the different ways she could respond to this vehemence. Don't say something stupid, she told herself, biting her lip. It was important to try to recollect her thoughts and stop herself from saying something incendiary.
"I'm not making a fake apology, Vriska," she tried again, but her voice wasn't nearly as steady as it was before. "And I'm not trolling. If you would just listen to what I have to say..."
Her voice trailed off. What a dumb thing to say. She knew exactly what to expect next.
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Even if it wasn't true, Vriska certainly felt that way, which was certainly shown with her reply. Her hands curled into fists, immediately slamming down as she seethed. Oh, but she would keep her tone even, just to spite Terezi. She would do no less to someone who denied her in the same aspect.
"Like you listened to me?" She scoffed, a sneer on her tone. "Yeah, it doesn't work that way. After all the times you've brushed me off like I was some sort of annoying pest getting in your hair--"
God damn it, Serket. Don't bring feelings into this. Just play the game objectively, like good little rivals.
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The point was to try to talk with Vriska -- not to be berated for her wrongdoings. It was almost funny how the tables had turned, she thought to herself cynically.
Her pride was coming out again, and it was telling her to end this. Abscond now, while you still have some amount of dignity left, the voice told her.
'Maybe we should stay away from each other, then.' Tell her that. Tell her that this castle is big enough to avoid you completely, if that's what she really wants.
But Terezi knew that wouldn't turn out well at all. There was a foreseeable outcome of even more destruction down that road.
The only good thing she was seeing out of all this was a certain catlike troll. But the only way to go down this road was to admit defeat.
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"Okay," she finally spoke up. She had to work hard to force the next statement out. "I'm... sorry I even bothered you."
And that was it. No amount of persuasion would get Vriska to even open the door and face her, for the spider troll was still very upset with her. It was obvious from the strong stench of anger in her voice.
Terezi bit her lip once more, and tried to remember where Nepeta's room was. She turned to leave, shoulders as straight as she could force them. She needed to give off the appearance of her pride still being intact, after all.
If one looked closely, though, her shoulders seemed to slump slightly with each step she took.