[ Probably about 2 hours after Vriska's sent post. Guess who didn't check his all filter today! Anyway, routinely going to check on people from his universe. He even did the same thing to Eridan earlier today. Isn't that thoughtful of him?
Anyway, he's completely oblivious about the situation. ] Ahoy vriska! (See im getting used to this not-so-proper reference to your name i hope youre satisfied! :P). Anywhoodles im just reporting in and making sure and steady things are well with you.
If they are that is fan fucking tastic im glad youre enjoying your time here. And if not well my bestest of wishes for things to be better. You also dont have to reply to this message if you dont want to its kind of silly but i figured id check with my universe-mates. I sort of consider you both kind of very important.
[ For the most part he's been checking in on friends from home, but Vriska seems like the type to get in trouble. Or have it follow her. Either or, really.
So she gets a message once the initial fuss has turned down a touch: ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org Tell me you're sane enough to have gotten in your rover when you were told
You'll hate this. I rather like it. No need to reply.
-swk
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[rose.epxs]
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarrassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose."
i suppose i shouldn't really be complaining here like it did spare me the indignity of having two compose myself in a teamwork orientated manner with a twotal scumbucket.
FROM: captor.sollux@cdc.org
ok your buddies here tho how do you even find these chumps what the fuck.
[ He'd been on the defense crew for the med tent, and in the midst of it all he'd spotted Vriska. Wasn't directly assigned to her safety, but there was a moment between zipping in the air and fending off the remnants of Ajna's wildlife that he'd spotted her. Resting right through the end of the planet they'd been on for so long.
They'd gotten all the stasised folk where they needed to be, but one could never be too careful, here. So— ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org Respond to this if you're not asleep or dead
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