Thread: Homestuck: The Trickster and the Thief [Ahren and Resident Homestuck]

RE Homestuck The Trickster and the Thief John Explore with Vriska You notice Vriska watching you with those fascinating eyes and you can only wonder what she's thinking. You'd trade all the windy powers in the world for just a bit more insight into her mind. Were you just making a fool of yourself or were your words really lifting her spirits? When she gives that enchanting smile at your compliment that alone relieves your worries. She then shifts her seat on the sofa and and manages to disclose her opinion of you in an adorably awkward way. You were so used to her being super confident in everything she said. It was nice knowing that some things could even make her nervous. You wouldn't say it out loud but Trolls and Humans didn't really seem all that different. You and her didn't seem all that different... Still, a girl that stunning calling you handsome? If that had been the only present you got for your birthday this year you would have been more than satisfied. A warm, joyous feeling envelops your body and it causes your heart to race quicker. You give a dorky little chuckle in response and feel your face flush once again. Hopefully that would be enough to tell her that her words were appreciated without you having to fumble out more dumb and embarrassed things. When she rises from her seat and explains how there wasn't much to do around the meteor you empathized completely. You were getting pretty bored on the ship and there you at least had whole entire planets to explore. What could there possibly been to keep a person entertained in that dark, ominous meteor whose only purpose was to house mad science? Vriska's suggestion of exploration seemed like the most logical thing at this point. You had to admit you were pretty curious about what other strange rooms lurked in the depths of the laboratory. She also offered to find the others, but you could sense the lack of enthusiasm in her voice with that secondary option. The way she even specified 'your' friends sort of cemented the idea that none of them really wanted to hang out with her. The way she gazed at the wall, almost like she was afraid of your response, made it clear there was only one option here. You briskly leap from your seat and take Vriska's hand, leading her out of the room with a grin on your face. C'mon! Exploration awaits! You both abscond back into the hallway and proceed through the dim corridor. It takes you a moment to realize you're still grasping Vriska's hand and now you're focused on the feel of her skin against yours, so pleasantly soft and warm. You reluctantly let go out of fear that it might be uncomfortable for her to have her hand commandeered by you unexpectedly. Anyway... You speak up trying to draw attention away from that. There will be plenty of time for me to catch up with the others. I'm sure they'll be fine without me for a bit longer! Yes, being without me, their glorious leader, might have been tough at first, but by now they have learned to get by on their own. They grow up so fast. I am so proud of them! You chuckle at the absurdity of your joke. You never really considered yourself their leader and you still don't. How did anyone ever get that impression anyway? You were just their friend! Big difference! You poke around in the hallways for a bit, occasionally coming across strange rooms with large computers and other vague electronic equipment that no one could ever possibly be expected to use. One room you happen upon appears to be some sort of medical bay, but the instruments hanging around sort of give you the chills. Without much thought you grab a surgical mask and place it over your face before wielding a few rather dangerous looking bonesaws. All right sir, there's nothing to be concerned about I have done this operation at least twice. Once even successfully! You begin to talk to the non-existent patient on the bed. Doctor are you sure about this? I just came in because I cut my thumb while slicing vegetables! You respond to yourself in a higher-pitched voice. Don't worry sir, I am a professional. I studiously Googled every procedure I am about to perform. Literally nothing can go wrong ever Well if you say so doct- AHHH WHY ARE YOU CUTTING OFF MY LEG. Whoop silly me I had the wrong chart up. You suddenly glance back over to Vriska and chuckle nervously, gently placing the sharp tools back down and discarding the mask. Uh yeah... This is stupid, I know. Eventually you come across what appears to be a chest of potentially treasure variety. Curiously, you pop it open. Inside appears to be a white dress of some sort. Weird place to keep something like this... You comment before inspecting closer. To your surprise you notice the dress has Vriska's sign on it, and all of the sudden you get that terrible feeling like you are handling someone's undergarments without their permission and oh god it's even worse when they're standing right next to you. Agh! Sorry, I found your stuff and I am all touching it like some sort of horrible creepy guy who touches things creepily. You blurt out, quickly closing it back into the chest and moving on through the room. However you do take a moment to look back to Vriska with a slight smile. I bet that looks nice on you, though... The next room you enter catches you off-guard. It looks like some sort of master bedroom for a mansion. Red carpet patterned with gold, fancy chandelier, some exotic looking plants, a few of those weird computers, flat screen TV, a nice large bed, and even a piano! Oh yeah, calling this room for sure! You declare as you run over to the piano and take a seat. You tap a few keys idly and confirm that it is indeed in tune. The first thing that comes to your head to play is the same melody you played on your birthday two years ago just hours before you entered the game. Such memories began to stir certain thoughts inside your head. Vriska... You speak up while still continuing to play, your smile is gone for the moment and you're still intently staring at the keys as if you're contemplating something important. Do you miss your life before the game...? If you could go back to before you played it... would you...? You're not sure what sort of answer she'll give, because you're not sure what answer you'd give either. Perhaps hearing her reasoning would help your own thought process.