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Vriska and Feferi's 1st convo.

AUTHOR: TeratoCybernetics CAST: Feferi/Vriska RATING: M WORD COUNT: 1167 ADDITIONAL TAGS: no SGRUB AU, created for ladystuck 2011 treats SUMMARY: Feferi’s answering smile is mischief itself, flicker-sharp and quick. “Do you swear fealty to me, my spider-shark, my pretty, blue stingray?” “Of course I do, fins.” Her voice is warm and cold at once, a laughing, throaty growl. “Then you should be kneeling, shouldn’t you?” Feferi uncoils from her throne, making Vriska stand and back up as she does so. EXCERPT: “I’ve got a leeeeeeeeegion of incompetent little bulgebrains to train, most of whom don’t want to listen to me because I don’t have these.” She sighs theatrically, runs a finger over the spines on her high commander’s facial fins, making her hiss and unravel a little before handing her Empress a mug of coffee. “At least they don’t shell-ectively listen, and hear what they want to because you haven’t culled enough of them yet.” Feferi drains half the mug in one go, glaring into the rest of it as if there might be a solution to her obstacles in the fragrant black liquid. “Well, you haven’t. I can think of at least three other than Eridan who could use a good stabbing. I’m excluding him solely on it being somewhat personal.” This sets Feferi giggling a little. It’s not the unrestrained laughter of when they were children, but they haven’t been considered children since the ritual in which she defeated the Condesce. She relaxes some, leaning into the attention. Her guards, her court, all frown upon this dalliance, but they wouldn’t dare voice it in front of the Empress or any of her supporters. When she had first taken the crown, she’d had a far more liberal hand with her fork, cowing the remainder by personally carving a swath through the worst of the bloodcaste advocates in power, the Condesce’s loyalists. And Vriska has been her red right hand ever since, gleefully quelling further argument on a military scale, enforcing the altered laws, riding the changing tides as if the chaos of the change itself fueled her. rec'd by diatorre

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