Questions

[hurricanebomber]

WHO: Mainly Gamzee and Gokudera, but others are free to approach him too ^^
WHAT: Gokudera has some questions for the troll
WHERE: Corridor, Gamzee's room, cafeteria
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Kanaya's post on the com
WARNING(S): The usual, swearing etc



Medic was gone, and it was Gamzeee who nailed the guy somehow..? Kanaya had been reluctant to talk about it so addressing the juggler directly was his only choice if he was to learn the full story on how it happened.

The other lives right across the hallway so Gokudera decides to just head over instead of using the com. ''Hey, it's me; open up'' he says after knocking a few times on Gamzee's door.

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[tendtoenunciate]

It was lonely in the asylum for Kanaya, especially given that she had officially cut ties with Andrea days ago and that crossed Taylor off the list as well. Willow still hadn't disappeared yet, of course, and there was always Gamzee, but the only remaining intersection of peer functionality and reliability functionality was Gokudera.

So it was that one evening she loitered in the hallway outside his room, waiting for him to come out -- for dinner, she assumed he would eventually. When he came out the door, she would get his attention somehow: An announcement along the lines of, "Hey, Gokudera. I wanted to hang out." Not try human hanging out. Willow had taught her well in that respect.

[hurricanebomber]

Kanaya's theory is proven right when Gokudera exits his room a little while later.

He smiles slightly at her words; she wanted to talk with him? Conversations with the female troll were basically always interesting so he certainly wasn't going to turn her down. Also, there was something he had wanted to discuss with her for a while, and this might be a good opportunity for that. ''Sure! ..do you prefer to hang out in the hallway, or do you want to head somewhere else?''

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"I was thinking it might be a good time to have dinner, actually, if that were alright with you." She rolled her eyes. "It's surprisingly difficult to find company for meals here sometimes: we're insufficiently organized." Kanaya always felt completely at ease talking to Gokudera. Where Gamzee offered species solidarity and Willow gave her a healthy human relationship, Gokudera provided her appreciation of her status as an alien without deprecation.

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Come to think of it, he was a bit hungry. ''Works for me'' Gokudera nods and starts walking towards the stairs. ''Yeah, everyone's day by day schedule are pretty different it seems; there's usually no one around when I stop by the cafeteria either.'' If asked, he'd claim that he preferred eating alone, but the teen actually enjoyed some company from time to time. ''Today's dish should be hamburgers.. not the worst thing on the menu I suppose.''

Thinly veiled code for "not enough canon to discuss"? OF COURSE NOT! ;P

[tendtoenunciate]

"It could be worse than that," she agreed with a nod. "At least there's some vague semblance of variety from day to day." The food on Alternia was very different, of course, and she was naturally nostalgic for it... even though she never particularly enjoyed eating as an activity. It felt like a bit of a burden. So mundane. Eating alone didn't exactly assuage that feeling, making Gokudera's company all the more desirable.

"The lack of fashion commissions has made my days surprisingly empty, however."

Of course not XD I like that Kan is wielding a chainsaw in her 'calm' icon

[hurricanebomber]

''Right.'' Back home his diet had mostly consisted of cup noodles (cheap and easily prepared) so food here is definitely more varied in his case. Still, he shares Kanaya's lack of enthusiasm in regards to food in general, sometimes skipping dinner altogether. ''It wouldn't kill them to give us something good every once in a while though, like sushi, or even pasta.''

Climbing the last set of stairs, he spots the entrance to the cafeteria up ahead. ''So you're done creating dresses for yourself?''

I shunt a lot of keywords onto that icon... xD

[tendtoenunciate]

"Yes, I'm likewise skeptical that a little generosity on their part would rip a hole in paradox space; though they certainly act that way at times."

She reached for the handle of the door as they arrived in front of it. "Pretty much. I'm working on one last piece, but it's not a particularly challenging one. I have nothing other than that to do except reread a work from my homeworld Gamzee actually scavenged from the library. So I'm drawing it out somewhat purposefully."

Lots of keywords sure are nice when we just have 15 icons :)

[hurricanebomber]

''Damn idiots'' the half-Italian snorts as he follows Kanaya into the room and heads over to the food area where he starts to fill up a plate with today's dish.

''I could always need a new t-shirt or two if you're really bored some time.'' He looks a bit surprised, impressed even, when Kanaya mentions the book Gamzee had located; finding any decent reading material in the dump of a library was quite the achievement after all. ''Nice. What's the titl..'' He stops himself just in time as he recalls how troll name books and tries to 'smoothly' alter the question slightly. ''..what's it about?'' Phrasing it like that would hopefully produce a short synopsis instead of the complicated flow of words he got the last time he asked her that question.

It lets us pretend we have variety! 8D

[tendtoenunciate]

His gambit is successful: "Rainbow drinkers and forbidden passion" is her crisp reply, accompanied by the clear clangs of her fork and knife finding their home on their plate. She's grateful for the opportunity, really, because Trollight is an even longer and more involved work than In Which An Otherwise Socially Isolated Greenblood.

Gokudera's request makes her stare at him with gently blinking yellow-orange eyes. "But I was under the impression you didn't have a consistent symbol of your own?" She referred reflexively to the sign theming that all the trolls put into great prominence - much like iridotyping, a rule that had carried over for the humans in her universe.

Indeed!

[hurricanebomber]

''I see.'' Not anything he'd be interested in. Well, not for the content anyway, but it could be worth a read in order to further study the troll language at some point.

''I don't, but having more than three shirts to choose from in the wardrobe would be nice.'' There's a thoughtful look on his face. ''I could use the symbol of my position, I guess.. I'll show you!''

He puts his plate on a nearby table and sits down before pulling out a pencil and a piece of folded paper from his pocket. Sliding on his reading glasses, he starts drawing something, completely disregarding food for now. Gokudera eventually decides that his work looks decent enough and shows Kanaya a symbol remotely resembling a whirlwind as he grins enthusiastically. ''This would definitely look cool on a t-shirt!''

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"I can't believe that the Belles of St. Trinians wear their symbol and you don't..." She murmurs that, not intending for him to hear, as she takes the paper from him and looks it over with approving appraisal. "Consider it done," she says, as she neatly folds it into sixteenths such that it will fit neatly into the rather small pocket of her own. "It's not like I have anything better to do.

"What have you been doing, anyway," is the new question she poses, putting her chin in her hand in the mode of preparation for an extended answer. "Did you ever finish that bow."

I hope it's alright that he heard her murmur? I'll edit if not!

[hurricanebomber]

Gokudera's hearing is quite good so he still manage to catch the gist of her mumbling. ''One of my rings sport that symbol, but those damn jerks have stolen it'' he grumbles and looks down at his hand, grin shifting into a frown in the blink of an eye; that particular piece of accessory is quite important to him. Kanaya's approval of his drawing cheers him up a bit however. ''Thanks.''

''I finished it'' he confirms and puts away his glasses. Well, with the help of a certain little colony, that is, but there was surely no need to mention that. ''It's definitely more primitive than my other bow, but it works. My original plan for it fell through..'' yes, he's still a bit annoyed with Gamzee for that ''but I've continued to practice my marksmanship; I'm sure it'll come in handy some day.'' Gokudera frowns. ''The old geezer is gone, but more crazy bastards will surely show up here at some point. I'm keeping my eyes on that loud newcomer for instance; people with two different eye-colors are usually up to no good. That, and he's an adult too.'' Good reasons to be skeptic, yup. ''I haven't been doing much else prior to being locked up besides teaching Eponine some stuff, and.. no, that's all.'' Blushing slightly, he starts concentrating on the previously neglected hamburger since he doesn't want to talk about the fact that he and Andrea have just started dating.

It's fine! Kanaya is actually awwwwwwful at keeping secrets XU

[tendtoenunciate]

Though Kanaya's face was cool with approval as he explained he did wear his sign ordinarily and was finished with his bow, she harshly frowned as soon as Gokudera implied he didn't trust Ragna. "I don't think Ragna's of quite the low quality I've come to expect from adults besides Willow," she pointed out. "And even if he were, heterochromia is absolutely no reason not to trust someone. One of my best friends back home had the condition; he was nothing if not noble and even self-sacrificing. Also my closest friend of all had seven pupils in one eye and one in the other, which is practically the same thing." She wouldn't speak against his distrust of adults, but.

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It takes him a bit of time to shuffle his way to the door. His makeup is pristine, but under it he's not looking too healthy. Still he gives Gokudera a smile as he opens the door. He likes the human quite a bit and talking with him makes some of the most awful feelings hide away for a while. "Hey, brother. What all are you up and coming over for?"

He asks that while shuffling back a little to let Gokudera in if he wants to, happy to open up his messy room to visitors.

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''What took you so long?'' Gokudera comments when Gamzee finally opens the door, a bit annoyed at having been kept waiting, and enter the others' room after a brief moment of hesitation. ''You still haven't cleaned up in here, I see.. Really, creating this much of a mess with the few items we have at our disposal takes skill.'' He gives Gamzee a wry smile, but soon puts on a more serious expression. ''But anyway.. I heard that you're the one who finally got rid of that old lunatic once and for all?'' Gokudera simply observes the troll for a few seconds before continuing. ''Good job.'' Compliments from this one are rare, especially direct ones, but Gamzee beating Medic sure is impressive enough to warrant one.

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"Stuff has got to be doing what's all right for it. A brother's got no place what for telling it where to go." As Gamzee says that he deposits himself on the pile of collected junk. Whether it's intentional or not, there's more than enough space left for someone to join him, but he doesn't give notice to it or voice any invitation.

The mention of Medic makes his teeth grit and he pulls back his lips briefly. "Motherfucker got rid of his own MOTHERFUCKING SELF. Up and stole my kill." His brows furrow. "Up to being a good present if the hateful motherfucker had got himself all back here."

He doesn't elaborate on that because he doesn't see the need to. Another troll would understand--probably better than Gamzee himself--and he's not used to having to explain for another species.

[hurricanebomber]

There's no other place to sit, and looking down at the other when talking is annoying, so Gokudera immediately dumps down besides Gamzee since there's still plenty of room left in the 'chair'. Really, what was the deal with trolls and piles?

''Suicide?!'' The teen looks completely baffled for a moment; he had been so certain.. ''Che, he's done that before so I shouldn't be surprised.. But Kanaya said you beheaded him! And what's this about a fuckin' present?! It almost sounds like you want that asshole to return..?'' Gokudera pauses as memories from the party suddenly pop up in his head, especially Gamzee's detailed explanation of kismesissitude. It couldn't be..? No, surely not; that was way to absurd!

The teen pretty much understands the basics of quadrants by now, in theory anyhow, so he's starting to suspect the nature of Gamzee's relationship in regards to Medic.

[honkalypse]

His makeup disguises the slight flush when Gokudera joins him. Gamzee is aware that sharing a pile is something only trolls that are close do, and being with Gokudera stirs up faint good feelings that he'd only associated with Karkat before, but make him feel a little happily flustered just the same. Karkat never joined him in a pile...

His ear tips turn a little purple all the same, and Gokudera gets the sweetest smile he can manage. "Motherfucker was too heavy to up and carry around. The head was being just the right size up in here too."

He starts to get noticeably angry and disturbed, nearly shaking with it, and teeth grinding. "And hateful bastard up and was making what to play with me for his laughs. Up and got his pretend on he was black and motherfucker was not even having those feels, what for being human."

[hurricanebomber]

..why was Gamzee smiling like that all of a sudden? It makes the half-Italian's face color ever so slightly too. Kanaya has told him that piles are a 'thing' for trolls, but that's basically all he knows on the subject so he has no idea that his decision to sit down in one signify anything.

''Why the hell where you trying to carry him anyway?!'' Yup, still trying to make some sense of it all. And for the next question.. He's not sure if he even wants to know the answer, but he still has to ask. ''..what did you do with his head?''

Black.. Damn, so his theory had been right after all. ''Idiot..'' The teen sighs. ''That jerk got a kick out of messing with people; just try to appreciate the fact that he's finally gone.'' Gokudera fist his hand and scowls at nothing in particular as he thinks of the older man; Medic has already pretty much broken Andrea, and he doesn't want to see Gamzee suffer like that too. ''I hope he's dead as a doornail. No, scratch that; the wacko actually looked forward to dying for real.. I hope he burns in hell!''

[honkalypse]

Oh, he does notice that color. He always notices color. It takes a second to click that it's a faint blush, and he has no idea why that makes his heart up and do a little skip in his chest. He does squirm a little, getting just the tiniest amount closer. But he still doesn't really understand those feelings up in him so it stalls him out from anything more.

"So I could be up and knowing at when he was coming back. And to be practicing telling at him all the salty things I was up and kicking around in my thought nub." And...another reason that he can't quite put into words. The urge was there so he did it. He doesn't understand the urge to collect yet, or why he even has such an urge, or really even what to do with it.

It takes him a while to parse the question afterwards, lost in trying to figure his own self out. "Not a motherfucking clue, brother. Up and got itself all hiding on me. Got some thinks that maybe Linda got all after it."

And then his heart is suddenly beating even faster with a rush of good feelings. He doesn't understand exactly why Gokudera's words make him feel like that, but he likes it. Gokudera is angry on his account and... and what? Motherfuck feelings are weird. Gamzee ducks his head a little and then looks up through the forest of his messy hair--he's blushing harder now, enough to lend color through the white paint and really stand out on his ears.

"Got this brother's agreement up in here."

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It's such a tiny amount so Gokudera doesn't really notice that Gamzee has gotten closer.

''Right..'' A somewhat disturbing logic perhaps, but at least it makes a bit more sense now. ''I don't suppose you're dense enough to loose something like that so it must have been Linda.'' Have a grim smile. ''Sure, his body was weird as fuck with the blasted regeneration abilities and such, but I seriously doubt that his head was capable of walking of on its own.''

He blinks, surprised that the troll is already back to his usual chill self. Well, mostly anyhow. ''..good.'' He can't be any worse so Gokudera takes a deep breath and tries to calm down too. That's when he finally notice the change of color on Gamzee's face; it looked like the other was.. blushing? But why? He hadn't said anything strange, had he? Maybe the troll was ill.. Really, that wouldn't surprise him the slightest; Gamzee didn't exactly look like the picture of good health on regular basis, and today was no exception. ''The whole Medic shit aside.. are you feeling alright?'' The teen run a hand through his silver hair, feeling somewhat silly for asking such a question, but it was necessary since the idiot surely was crap at taking care of himself as usual.

Gokudera isn't sure what he's feeling for Gamzee either, but he certainly does care about the troll; their interactions in Carriero have pretty much been positive so he enjoys hanging out with the other, and have a tendency to worry whenever Gamzee end up in some sort of trouble.

[honkalypse]

That question-- He's completely distracted from Medic in an instant. As he absorbs it, his eyes are wide, but then he smiles, feeling pleasant and almost light. Gokudera's up and being a good human. One that maybe won't be up and taking the good feels away when Gamzee starts to get his expect on for them.

Gamzee nods at the question, but his spoken answer is more truthful. The blush doesn't fade, and he worries at his lip with his sharp teeth as well. "Got to be telling at you, brother, that I'm not. Got some sick up with its claws dragging in me."

[hurricanebomber]

There was that smile again.. It's certainly nice to see Gamzee cheer up, but it also makes him feel a bit embarrassed; he should have phrased that question differently in order to come of as more cool instead of concerned. Gokudera looks away for a moment, trying to hide that he's blushing slightly again, but Gamzee will probably notice it anyway.

''I thought as much'' the teen frowns as he shifts slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position on the pile. ''It's no wonder you get sick if you just stay holed up in your room all day. That's what you usually do, right?'' When not stalking people, writing bloody messages or beheading dead Medics, that is. ''I assume you don't eat much either.'' Gokudera is pretty skinny himself, but probably not as thin as Gamzee. There's a small pause before he adds ''..you should keep your strength up; we must be ready to fight if Linda fucks up at some point.'' That isn't the only reason of course, but hell if he's actually going to outright admit that he's worried about the other.

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He notices and it stretches his smile out more. He looks almost blissful as he shuffles his way closer. He doesn't know what all is up in his pan or making his pumpbiscuit get a little dance on up against his ribs but it's the best feeling he's all up and had since he arrived here. He can't let it go. Won't. He'll figure what all the good feels are being and he'll-- He doesn't motherfucking know.

"Got that sick up and with its graspers digging all through my digestion sack." Karkat was always telling him to eat more... Gamzee takes a breath. "Know this brother has to be getting his eat on, just..."

[hurricanebomber]

''We'll fix it somehow.'' He tries to sound confident; basic first-aid was one thing, but diagnosing and treating diseases was way beyond his line of expertise. That, and then there was the issue of different biologies with Gamzee being a troll and all. Still, he has to give it a try. ''Just what? But yeah, starving yourself is definitely not going to make you feel better.''

..had Gamzee moved closer? Ah well, that makes it all the more convenient for Gokudera to reach out his hand and attempt to put it on the troll's forehead in order to determine if the other has a fever or not. ''You know, you're smiling hell of a lot for being sick.. You better not be messing with me.''