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{Here it is, a proper intro post! I’m Tama!! I rp’d in Citta like… six months ago? It’s been a while and needless to say I’m a little rusty, but! I am happy to be back and hopefully I’ll be in for the long run. 

But now for the Real Purpose of this post. In order to mark my glorious return to the RP world, I will be holding a SUMMER ICON GIVEAWAY. Reblog this post for a chance to get an icon drawn by yours truly with a fresh Summer theme!! (examples of previous giveaway icons [x] [x]) We’ll go with nine winners since that’s the most that can fit in an image post lol

Some Rules:

Your blog must be affiliated with Citta Alveare

1 reblog per account (if you have multiple accounts at Citta, you can do one each, but you can only be picked as a winner once; I’m trusting you guys to be honest if I end up picking 2+ of your accounts)

{Here it is, a proper intro post! I’m Tama!! I rp’d in Citta like… six months ago? It’s been a while and needless to say I’m a little rusty, but! I am happy to be back and hopefully I’ll be in for the long run. 

But now for the Real Purpose of this post. In order to mark my glorious return to the RP world, I will be holding a SUMMER ICON GIVEAWAY. Reblog this post for a chance to get an icon drawn by yours truly with a fresh Summer theme!! (examples of previous giveaway icons [x] [x]) We’ll go with nine winners since that’s the most that can fit in an image post lol

Some Rules:

Your blog must be affiliated with Citta Alveare

1 reblog per account (if you have multiple accounts at Citta, you can do one each, but you can only be picked as a winner once; I’m trusting you guys to be honest if I end up picking 2+ of your accounts)

Muffet wracked her brain, trying to recall if she’d seen someone that fit the description. Unfortunately, she hadn’t seen many children around. There was only one small boy she could recall. The odds of them being the person this girl was looking for was very slim indeed, but… it didn’t help anything to keep it to herself.

“Glowing yellow eyes...?” There are some odd gems who can do that, and Steven is half gem... but it still strikes her as odd. Besides, isn’t he a rose quartz? The Rose Quartz, even? Even if his eyes were glowing, wouldn’t they be pink? 

“You just... eat them?” It’s a bit bizarre, but aren’t most organic lifeforms? “It looks a lot better than food...” Not that she needs an external energy source, but she can’t deny her own curiosity. Given that gems create their own humanoid forms based on a number of factors, there’s no reason she shouldn’t be able to do the same, right? Curiosity compels her... but she holds back. Curiosity cracked the quartz, after all.

“Oh! Water, yeah. I could probably do ice too, since it’s frozen water, but I’m a lot more comfortable with the way water moves. Ice... doesn’t. It’s too stiff.” Although the mention of a friend leaves her wondering whether this person also knows a sapphire - perhaps even the same sapphire Lapis herself once had the misfortune of meeting.

“What’s the point, then? Why bother listening if you were always going to side with them? Or were you even listening? Don’t you care that they’ve been lying to you!?” Clearly, she doesn’t, or she would have abandoned this farce by now.

“I know enough about your kind, Lazuli, and I’m sure you understood what I meant.” Of course, Peridot had never actually met a Lapis Lazuli outside of the current specimen… but she knew the basics. The theories. She’d read the scant few reports she could find about what to expect, though few (if any) went into detail about combat abilities. They just weren’t meant for it. “I didn’t expect you to have come to a human gathering like this one. The quality of the water has nothing to do with it.”

“I could say the same for you, Peridot. I didn’t expect to see you walk into place full of other people.” Given the solitary nature of peridots’ work, it necessarily an insult... except that she intends it to be one. “Why is it so surprising to see me here? I’m not a solitary gem; I’ve made friends.” Which she’s sure is more than Peridot can say no matter how long she’s been here.

You have no idea what she just described, but it certainly sounds like an adventure. Maybe she bought some kind of funny flower crown, and a friend ran off to fix it…?

“Oh, you want to look around?”

“Well,” you glance at the table next to you, “I’m not sure if I should leave my post just yet… there’s just so much to be done, you know? I-It’s not that I don’t want to, of course, but, if I leave…” You reach out and adjust the pots of peonies on the table’s edge, neatening the row they’re in. “I just don’t want to let my coworkers down. Or risk something going wrong. Or neglect the poor flowers.” Now you’re just fretting over everything in close proximity to you, adjusting corners, picking up fallen petals, fidgeting. It’s silly to watch. “But I do want to hang out with you! I just… worry.”

Well hello taller than me, dark and blue. He turned at the surprised voice, chuckling a little and rolling up a sleeve, demonstrating the rotation of his ulna and radius for her.

“as for what i am, the technical classification is monster. skeleton monster, more specifically.” He rolls back down his sleeve, and stuffs his hands back into his pockets. “and i agree, i don’t think humans could do this– or this whole waif-y nereid thing you’ve got goin’ on.”

“Right... sorry. Wait, monster? But you seem so... intelligent.” She means it within the context of intelligent and self-aware life, but whatever context he takes it in isn’t likely to be wrong. “The only monsters I’ve ever known are, uh... corrupted. They’re not really self-aware - or I don’t think they are, at least.”

“It’s a gift, a token? You don’t have to be friends with someone to get anything. Just say thank you and move on.” She replied in a harsh manner and went back to trying up loose stems.

“If you don’t want it, I can take it back you know.”

“I... see.” That directly contradicts what Bubblegum told her, but... she certainly doesn’t want to believe her friend was wrong, much less over some ill-tempered stranger.

Her smile brightens when Lapis responds positively to her compliments. “Wow, I didn’t know that so much thought went into… or, well, I didn’t know that your gem placement responds to your job, or your type… or, well, sort of… heh, I’m having trouble trying to say what I’m thinking. Gem stuff is still pretty new to me, so learning more about you guys is always really cool.”

“Peridot didn’t tell you?” This time there is no room for malice when she says her name - only surprise. “Placement doesn’t really matter; it’s mostly a matter of convenience for soldiers; it’s our types that decide who and what we are. Tough gems like rubies are made to be soldiers... quartz are created to be even stronger soldiers. Commanders of their armies. And me... like I said, I’m rare. I’m a member of my Diamond’s court. My powers...” She sighs. “I can control water. It’s useful, and I’ve learned how to use it in battle if I need to... but I was never supposed to need that.”

All pretense of sadness is lost when the woman before her... ah... Lapis Lazuli isn’t quite sure what she’s done, actually. She holds a flower that was once red, now robbed of all color... but...

“Th-they didn’t tell me. I’ve only heard little bits and pieces from Steven, and sometimes slip-ups from Pearl.” She admits, though a bit adamantly. “Maybe.. Maybe they did, but they were scared of a Homeworld Gem going back and reporting about them. I-I know they’re weary about their status with the Diamonds.”

The tears, however, cause her to waver. A hand reaches out to comfort her, but she retracts it as uncertainty sinks in. Are they friends? After what she’s said, does it feel like an attack? Will it seem insincere? A moment of silence follows while she pauses, eyes looking about her face for a change of expression, any kind. But the word ‘fusion’ catches her attention before any shift happens.

“She wanted to bubble me,” she whispers. “She was ready to lock me away when she knew I was in there. She saw me talking to Steven... she knew.”