Kanaya Maryam (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bloodyvirgo) wrote2013-10-30 10:41 pm
bloodyvirgo) wrote2013-10-30 10:41 pm
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Conversations With Dead People
The dreambubbles are composed of the collective memories of many different adventurers. That means there are plenty of locations for treasure hunting. Ancient crypts, networks of burial mounds, dusty old tombs, giant pyramids, you name it. And in the no-places between them, where nobody has imagined anything in particular, trackless desert.
Kanaya's been wandering this stretch of desert for a while, lagging a little as she revels at the feeling of shifting sand beneath her feet for the first time in a while. She's also trying to decide what she's going to say to Vriska. She can hear her, shouting in the distance, but part of her still balks at the thought of a conversation with her.
When she finally arrives, she pauses, watching from a few paces away for a time before clearing her throat politely.
Excavations are going on here, in the shadow of a vast stepped pyramid. Captain Serket is supervising, while First Mate Nitram takes the brunt of the heavy lifting and sifting directly to the face, as is typical for these kinds of operations.
“Yeah, you’re doing gr8, Tavros!” she calls down into the hole. “I want this desert searched as sloppily and unmethodically as possi8le, so don’t do anything 8right like make a grid down there. Just kind of kick the sand around! Super!” A halting voice calls back something inaudible from the hole.
Kanaya tries again. "Vriska."
Vriska spins away from the feeble complaints issuing from the pit; she wasn’t really listening anyway. “Heeeeeeeey, Fussyfangs! Long time no see! Wow I haven’t thought a8out you and the old days in… wow, I don’t even know how long! I mean I literally don’t know, in this crazy timeless wasteland. What 8rings you out here? Finally decided to get involved in the real 8attle?” She grins her sloppy fangy grin and flips her hair back from her face.
Kanaya frowns faintly. There was once a time where that look would have her bloodpusher thumping as she fell to heel in an attempt to please her Flushed interest.
"I'm Here To Talk To You, Actually," she admits, drawing herself up and steeling herself. "It's Not Ideal, But It's Certainly Overdue."
“Yeah, no kidding! It’s about time one of you alive jerks took an interest! While you’re waiting around on your meteor still hoping to take up 8reeding duties again, we’re out here trying to fight the fight that actually matters. Any REAL gamer knows there’s always a 8ig 8ad 8ehind everything who has to be taken out.”
She shakes her head; it’s hard to tell if she rolled her eyes or not. “8ut don’t worry, us ghosts are out here taking care of it. Well, some of us. Me, mostly.” There’s a muffled protest from the hole, but nobody cares about that. “Must 8e pretty em8arassing for you.”
The condescending tone sets Kanaya’s teeth on edge, and she has to take a moment to formulate a response that doesn't involve yelling in her face. "I'm Not Embarrassed About My Breeding Duties At All, Vriska. Because Once All Is Said And Done, I Don't Want What Remains Of Us To Be The Last Of Our Kind Forever. This Is Something That Matters Past The Endgame, Whatever It May Be. In Any Case, That's Not Why I'm Here."
But Vriska is in full flow. “There’s a 8unch of different plans going on out here simultaneously, 8ut I think I can say confidently that I’m the only one on the right track. Find the ultimate weapon and cut to the chase. Maybe I’ll take it, waltz up to the asshole and one-shot him myself.”
“I-”
“That's how a real pro goes a8out 8usiness. You take any shortcut you find. If you had a DIFFERENT Light player on that meteor with you, well, let’s just say it wouldn’t take any 3 years to cross the void, I can promise you that!!!!!!!!” She shrugs, and gazes out of the desert with her eerie white ghost eyes. “Not that I want to get involved with all that again. I’m over it.”
“That’s Not What I-”
“8ut it’s fine if you want to ditch those losers and join my team. It’s ok. It’s pretty cool actually, I don’t mind. I used to think you were kind of a weak sister, 8ut that was 8efore you came out all glow-in-the-dark and 8isected Ampora out of nowhere!!!!!!!! Not to mention kicked that fucker Gamzee right in the glo8es and clocked a god of luck, namely ME, square in the kisser like a 8ona fide 8adass. There’s always space in my pir8te crew for some8ody like that.”
“Hell, I could use a new first m8. :::;). We’ll just demote Tavros down to swa88y or poopmaster extraordinaire or something. So what do you say, glowworm?”
It’s nearly impossible to interrupt Vriska when she’s in full rant, she and Karkat are somewhat similar in that sense. But while taking shots at their plans and Kanaya’s breeding duties is her first strike, the second quickly comes at her disparaging remarks about her Matesprit. It also kind of figures that Vriska would finally take notice of her while she’s at her worst. The final straw, of all things comes from the over familiar nickname thrown in her face. Part of her screeching that only Karkat is allowed to call her that.
“Enough.” Her voice is sharp, her hands clenched at her sides. “If You Were To Stop Talking About Yourself And Your irons in the fire, You Would Have Figured Out That I Don’t Give A Flying Fuck About All That That Right Now.
I’m Not Going To Fawn Over How Clever Or Awesome You’re Being, Because You’re Just Being The Same Person You’ve Always Been, Just With Tavros In My Place. You’re Actually Kind Of Horrible And I Don’t Know What I Ever Saw In You.”
Vriska’s mouth hangs open. “UHHHH, OK8Y? So you tracked me down out here in the afterlife to tell me you don’t want to be my friend 8nymore? Well NO SH8T. You stopped talking to me out of nowhere halfway through our session and punched me in the face for no reason! Then I died and never saw you again!”
“8ut what8ver, I don’t hold that against you, 8ygones and all that shit. I offer you a chance to get in on something that really m8tters and these are the thanks I get? I guess that’s what I get for trying to be N8CE!”
Kanaya tries for patience, she really does, huffing an angry breath out of her nose. “For What It Matters, I’m Sorry For Punching You, I Wasn’t Exactly In My Right Mind At The Time. I Died, If You Care. Eridan Killed Me.” She shakes her head, trying to steer the conversation back on track. “We’re Both At Fault, Though, For Our Moirallegiance Falling Apart Like It Did. It Was One Sided And Half-Hearted For One Thing, And It’s Hard To Keep Someone In Check When You Think They’re Pants-Droppingly Charming All The Time.”
“Huh? So you’re saying you had some kind of crush on me? 8ut you…” Vriska’s fangs flash, and then she turns away, shrugging a shoulder and staring down into the pit. “OK, so you used to like me 8ut now you h8 me. Just like every8ody else except Tavros and that weird orange guy. 8ig deal. Thanks for dropping by my afterlife to make sure I knew.”
Kanaya pinches the bridge of her nose. “I Don’t- I Don’t Hate You Vriska. I Find You Aggravating, Yes, But I Don’t Hate You. And I Didn’t Come All The Way Out Here Just To Tell You That. Did I Like You? Yes. Should I Have Told You I Was Flushed For You, Rather Than Stare At You From One Half Of The Diamond? Yes. But You Also Never Talked To Me Unless You Wanted Something, Be It Something From Me, Or For Me To Do Something For You.
Regardless, I Came Here To Try And Talk To You And Put That Tangled Mess Behind Us.”
Vriska looks back over her shoulder, her blank eyes narrowed. “8ll I’m hearing is a lot of 8lah 8lah 8lah from some8ody who never had the glo8es to M8KE things happen. You tried to be p8le? News to me! You never stopped me from doing 8ad things. You wanted in my p8nts? You never said fucking 8oo! So you got nothing! Them’s the 8r8ks!”
“May8e I am a horri8le person. May8e you and everyone else is right about that. 8ut I am that horri8le person as hard as I can 8e everyday and I’m trying to do something important for EVERY8ODY. I’m M8KING things happen out here and I don’t need any more prissy fussyfangs lectures to do it. You want to put me 8ehind you? YOU’RE 8ehind ME! The whole stupid living world is 8ehind me now and I’m glad. m8y8e l8ter, after I s8ve reality you can look me up and thank me. You know, if you aren’t too 8usy 8XISTING!!!!!!!!”
“8ut right now I’ve got things to do. H8Y SWA88Y! HEADS UP!”
And she jumps down the hole.
Kanaya sighs.
Well...that didn’t really go the way she had hoped. Then again, at this point, if Vriska hadn’t jumped down the hole to join Tavros, she would have been sorely tempted to shove her in herself.
8luh 8luh, huge 8itch.
At least it’s all out of the way now, though. And perhaps she should talk to her Dancestor again. It’s possible she could give her some advice on Serkets, or at least a little tea, sympathy and gossip.
Kanaya's been wandering this stretch of desert for a while, lagging a little as she revels at the feeling of shifting sand beneath her feet for the first time in a while. She's also trying to decide what she's going to say to Vriska. She can hear her, shouting in the distance, but part of her still balks at the thought of a conversation with her.
When she finally arrives, she pauses, watching from a few paces away for a time before clearing her throat politely.
Excavations are going on here, in the shadow of a vast stepped pyramid. Captain Serket is supervising, while First Mate Nitram takes the brunt of the heavy lifting and sifting directly to the face, as is typical for these kinds of operations.
“Yeah, you’re doing gr8, Tavros!” she calls down into the hole. “I want this desert searched as sloppily and unmethodically as possi8le, so don’t do anything 8right like make a grid down there. Just kind of kick the sand around! Super!” A halting voice calls back something inaudible from the hole.
Kanaya tries again. "Vriska."
Vriska spins away from the feeble complaints issuing from the pit; she wasn’t really listening anyway. “Heeeeeeeey, Fussyfangs! Long time no see! Wow I haven’t thought a8out you and the old days in… wow, I don’t even know how long! I mean I literally don’t know, in this crazy timeless wasteland. What 8rings you out here? Finally decided to get involved in the real 8attle?” She grins her sloppy fangy grin and flips her hair back from her face.
Kanaya frowns faintly. There was once a time where that look would have her bloodpusher thumping as she fell to heel in an attempt to please her Flushed interest.
"I'm Here To Talk To You, Actually," she admits, drawing herself up and steeling herself. "It's Not Ideal, But It's Certainly Overdue."
“Yeah, no kidding! It’s about time one of you alive jerks took an interest! While you’re waiting around on your meteor still hoping to take up 8reeding duties again, we’re out here trying to fight the fight that actually matters. Any REAL gamer knows there’s always a 8ig 8ad 8ehind everything who has to be taken out.”
She shakes her head; it’s hard to tell if she rolled her eyes or not. “8ut don’t worry, us ghosts are out here taking care of it. Well, some of us. Me, mostly.” There’s a muffled protest from the hole, but nobody cares about that. “Must 8e pretty em8arassing for you.”
The condescending tone sets Kanaya’s teeth on edge, and she has to take a moment to formulate a response that doesn't involve yelling in her face. "I'm Not Embarrassed About My Breeding Duties At All, Vriska. Because Once All Is Said And Done, I Don't Want What Remains Of Us To Be The Last Of Our Kind Forever. This Is Something That Matters Past The Endgame, Whatever It May Be. In Any Case, That's Not Why I'm Here."
But Vriska is in full flow. “There’s a 8unch of different plans going on out here simultaneously, 8ut I think I can say confidently that I’m the only one on the right track. Find the ultimate weapon and cut to the chase. Maybe I’ll take it, waltz up to the asshole and one-shot him myself.”
“I-”
“That's how a real pro goes a8out 8usiness. You take any shortcut you find. If you had a DIFFERENT Light player on that meteor with you, well, let’s just say it wouldn’t take any 3 years to cross the void, I can promise you that!!!!!!!!” She shrugs, and gazes out of the desert with her eerie white ghost eyes. “Not that I want to get involved with all that again. I’m over it.”
“That’s Not What I-”
“8ut it’s fine if you want to ditch those losers and join my team. It’s ok. It’s pretty cool actually, I don’t mind. I used to think you were kind of a weak sister, 8ut that was 8efore you came out all glow-in-the-dark and 8isected Ampora out of nowhere!!!!!!!! Not to mention kicked that fucker Gamzee right in the glo8es and clocked a god of luck, namely ME, square in the kisser like a 8ona fide 8adass. There’s always space in my pir8te crew for some8ody like that.”
“Hell, I could use a new first m8. :::;). We’ll just demote Tavros down to swa88y or poopmaster extraordinaire or something. So what do you say, glowworm?”
It’s nearly impossible to interrupt Vriska when she’s in full rant, she and Karkat are somewhat similar in that sense. But while taking shots at their plans and Kanaya’s breeding duties is her first strike, the second quickly comes at her disparaging remarks about her Matesprit. It also kind of figures that Vriska would finally take notice of her while she’s at her worst. The final straw, of all things comes from the over familiar nickname thrown in her face. Part of her screeching that only Karkat is allowed to call her that.
“Enough.” Her voice is sharp, her hands clenched at her sides. “If You Were To Stop Talking About Yourself And Your irons in the fire, You Would Have Figured Out That I Don’t Give A Flying Fuck About All That That Right Now.
I’m Not Going To Fawn Over How Clever Or Awesome You’re Being, Because You’re Just Being The Same Person You’ve Always Been, Just With Tavros In My Place. You’re Actually Kind Of Horrible And I Don’t Know What I Ever Saw In You.”
Vriska’s mouth hangs open. “UHHHH, OK8Y? So you tracked me down out here in the afterlife to tell me you don’t want to be my friend 8nymore? Well NO SH8T. You stopped talking to me out of nowhere halfway through our session and punched me in the face for no reason! Then I died and never saw you again!”
“8ut what8ver, I don’t hold that against you, 8ygones and all that shit. I offer you a chance to get in on something that really m8tters and these are the thanks I get? I guess that’s what I get for trying to be N8CE!”
Kanaya tries for patience, she really does, huffing an angry breath out of her nose. “For What It Matters, I’m Sorry For Punching You, I Wasn’t Exactly In My Right Mind At The Time. I Died, If You Care. Eridan Killed Me.” She shakes her head, trying to steer the conversation back on track. “We’re Both At Fault, Though, For Our Moirallegiance Falling Apart Like It Did. It Was One Sided And Half-Hearted For One Thing, And It’s Hard To Keep Someone In Check When You Think They’re Pants-Droppingly Charming All The Time.”
“Huh? So you’re saying you had some kind of crush on me? 8ut you…” Vriska’s fangs flash, and then she turns away, shrugging a shoulder and staring down into the pit. “OK, so you used to like me 8ut now you h8 me. Just like every8ody else except Tavros and that weird orange guy. 8ig deal. Thanks for dropping by my afterlife to make sure I knew.”
Kanaya pinches the bridge of her nose. “I Don’t- I Don’t Hate You Vriska. I Find You Aggravating, Yes, But I Don’t Hate You. And I Didn’t Come All The Way Out Here Just To Tell You That. Did I Like You? Yes. Should I Have Told You I Was Flushed For You, Rather Than Stare At You From One Half Of The Diamond? Yes. But You Also Never Talked To Me Unless You Wanted Something, Be It Something From Me, Or For Me To Do Something For You.
Regardless, I Came Here To Try And Talk To You And Put That Tangled Mess Behind Us.”
Vriska looks back over her shoulder, her blank eyes narrowed. “8ll I’m hearing is a lot of 8lah 8lah 8lah from some8ody who never had the glo8es to M8KE things happen. You tried to be p8le? News to me! You never stopped me from doing 8ad things. You wanted in my p8nts? You never said fucking 8oo! So you got nothing! Them’s the 8r8ks!”
“May8e I am a horri8le person. May8e you and everyone else is right about that. 8ut I am that horri8le person as hard as I can 8e everyday and I’m trying to do something important for EVERY8ODY. I’m M8KING things happen out here and I don’t need any more prissy fussyfangs lectures to do it. You want to put me 8ehind you? YOU’RE 8ehind ME! The whole stupid living world is 8ehind me now and I’m glad. m8y8e l8ter, after I s8ve reality you can look me up and thank me. You know, if you aren’t too 8usy 8XISTING!!!!!!!!”
“8ut right now I’ve got things to do. H8Y SWA88Y! HEADS UP!”
And she jumps down the hole.
Kanaya sighs.
Well...that didn’t really go the way she had hoped. Then again, at this point, if Vriska hadn’t jumped down the hole to join Tavros, she would have been sorely tempted to shove her in herself.
8luh 8luh, huge 8itch.
At least it’s all out of the way now, though. And perhaps she should talk to her Dancestor again. It’s possible she could give her some advice on Serkets, or at least a little tea, sympathy and gossip.