#videle

Drew out a bit of the intro to the Videle: Get saved by the birds rp with @mirkstrolls!!!

[ @obstructedantiquity ]

You want to be very clear: you’re not snooping. 

Anyone can walk down a street to market, wrapped up warm with a basket in the crook of their elbow. Anyone can glance at their hate-friend’s shop. And anyone would be interested if their hate-friend, who is rust and makes bad decisions, had a great big indigo leaving their hive! It’s just practical: what if Pheres got murdered by one of his highblood dates?

Plus, something about this tall, lean figure tugs at your attention.When you look closer, they’re in full paint, all swathed in indigo veils and beads, and for a second you think to bow.

Between one blink and another, though, your vision refocuses: sure you’ve never seen but one troll who gangles like that, with those little hooks of horns and ears big as hopbeasts’. Sure you’ve never seen but one pair of eyes corner-to-corner blue as the dawning sky. 

There’s -- there’s kind of a little lurch in your heart when you see them! But that’s no excuse, not for you as have grown a relationship in rocky soil a hundred times before. You shake yourself some, straighten your spine like an iron rod, and call out to them, voice high and clear as a bell:

…

I never took L-Laudanum! L-Laudanum’s a tincture of poppy in aL-LcohoL-L and it’s very, very concentrated. Much more concentrated than ever I did take, or wouL-Ld ever need to short of a broken L-Limb or something!!

But…

Yes. It’s very hard to keep going on how I am, where I’m jangL-Led and anxious and not as good as I used to be, when I know, I know that just taking my medicine wiLL-LL caL-Lm me right down and smooth out my edges. But I’m not gonna. So.

4: Have you ever changed for someone?

Of course! Every time! That’s the point of reL-Lationships, huh? Everyone in your L-Life changes you a L-LittL-Le. =:-)

9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?

How much they need me! EmotionaL-L support!!

13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?

…

I shouL-Ldn’t have L-Left.…Everybody has regrets, don’t they?

52: Are you good at giving other people advice regarding dating/ relationships?

Send “💭” For A Thought My Muse Had of Yours!

[ @ladytrollfishes ]

The alley ends in a blank wall, ‘cause of course it does! The nearest possible spot to grip onto is high above your head, and jumping for it doesn’t work, and scrabbling up the wall below it doesn’t work, and you spin around to go back the way you came, but -- the cobalt caught up sooner than you hoped, because she’s two steps behind you and next thing, her cutlass is pressed up against your neck and you’re pressed up against the wall.

You should have expected this! Getting overconfident, going out and about on your own much more lately ‘cause you’re puffed up on the knowledge that you’ve added one more member to your clade who could smack anyone that meddled with you. Or: being too free with your caegars, maybe, that people see you’ve more money than a girl like you should. Or maybe it’s just that you’ve got your head in the clouds, walking along and paying no nevermind to your surroundings, to looking for the kind of person who sees a small jadeblood with grab-able hair and no weapon and thinks easy mark.

Whyever, here’s you: back against that wall you couldn’t climb, clutching your satchel to your chest. The cobalt staring you down, little bit winded now and definitely mad -- you don’t know if that’s on account of chasing you, or on account of the deep scratches on her arm.

“Now then,” she says. “Give me the bag, then empty your sylladex. Nice and slow this time. No funny business.” She presses forward a little, and you feel a sting. Something thicker than sweat drips down the front of your neck. 

You try not to swallow too hard; you remind yourself that this is your fault. She didn’t plan on cutting you at first, probably! Oh, she waved her sword around some, she’d grabbed you, but everyone does that. She didn’t touch you with it until you raked your nails down her arm and sprinted for the alley! Which you’re not exactly sorry for! You only wish you’d picked a better alley, because now she’s caught you, and now she’s mad, and you can probably expect at least a beating and maybe worse. Unless--