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

RE Homestuck The Trickster and the Thief Vriska Watch John be weird You see Johns face turn red yet again at your words, and you wonder if its happening because of what you just said to him. Its kind of endearing, actually. And surprising that what you had said actually managed to take on a positive connotation. You had thought that you had just messed up big time. Of course, normally you dont try to say things like that, so you dont have the snarkiness that you normally display when talking. You spend a moment wondering what his decision will be. You wouldnt mind going to visit the others - its not like you dont see them every day anyway - but still, you avoid them when you can. You suddenly feel some kind of warm happiness when John suddenly grabs your hand and pulls you outside the room, and your fingers feel almost tingly where your grey skin meets his pink skin. Its like his natural happiness is catching. Even the grin plastered onto his face seems to be contagious, as you cant stop yourself from smiling as you follow him out of the room. There is a small level of awkwardness to the fact that your hand is still attached to Johns, and it escalates rather abruptly when he lets go. You kind of wish he hadnt, but this is already awkward enough without holding hands. But the attempt at conversation quickly dissipates the awkwardness. Although you wouldnt admit, youre relieved that he would delay reuniting with his friends in favor of spending time with you. You understand the logic behind his reasoning though. You never really did pay attention to your team leader, you remember. Probably because you killed your team leader. You have to admit though, being friends with your teammates might have helped, though at the time you assumed that they would drag you down. You arent sure. But then, you arent sure of that many things any more. You follow John through the hallways, watching him explore the same routes you used to explore back when you first got to the meteor. Its kind of interesting, watching someone else do the discovering instead of you. You dont quite know how to react to the sudden enthusiasm over the room you enter thats full of medical tools. You assume its probably got something to do with one of the crappy movies he loves. Surprisingly though, you dont find it annoying or stupid like you might have two years ago. You see it as more of a lovable weakness for being weird. You hope John can tell that you dont mind it. Still, leaving the huge bonesaws behind is a plus. Your face changes a little when you catch sight of the chest off to the side, adopting a more nostalgic look. You havent seen that in quite a while after storing it away ages ago. Back when you and your friends were still friends. Johns reaction to finding the dress brings a bit of a smile back to your face though. Its just an old dress to you now - a memory of a life that you no longer have. Its okay, really. Its just an old dress, you say. I havent worn it in a long time... You have no doubt that it still fits. You just never have the urge to put it on again. You follow John into the next room and lean on the piano as he starts playing, resting your chin on your arms. The tune that comes out of the piano is quiet, but you guess its a pretty song. The sudden question makes you pause for a moment. You actually have never thought about the possibility of returning to life before the game. But now that the question is posed to you, you find it difficult to come up with a definite answer. I guess I kind of do miss the life I had before all of this crazy shit started... you begin thoughtfully, half listening to the piano and half contemplating the question. I mean, it wasnt like I had a bad life. My lusus was a pain in the ass to feed...but I was well off, I suppose. You think back to the two years you spent mostly alone on the meteor. The others kind of tried to include you at first, but that faded quickly. After that, it was two years of almost complete solitude. It got dull at first, then boring, then just plain hell. If someone had asked me a year ago if I would go back to before I played the game, I probably would have said yes without a second thought. Its probably just because Ive been here for two years and being stuck on just one old meteor gets boring. But...I dont know now. You pause for a moment, collecting your thoughts and trying to figure out how to express them in a coherent manner. But still...I dont think I would take that option if I had it. At least, not now. You realize that you might even be glad you played the game in the first place. If you hadnt, then youd still be on Alternia living out the same life that you had always lived before Sgrub. You wouldnt voice your thoughts in a million sweeps, but you know that if you hadnt played the game, you wouldnt have met the humans. More specifically, you wouldnt have met John. That is probably the most embarrassing thing you have ever admitted to yourself. But its still true. It probably sounds insane, not wanting to go back to my old life where everything was routine and normal... you add as an afterthought. What about you? Do you ever miss your old human life?