hypertoxic: (ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ⇒ [pleased])
Vʀɪsᴋᴀ Sᴇʀᴋᴇᴛ ♏ ᴀʀᴀᴄʜɴɪᴅsGʀɪᴘ ([personal profile] hypertoxic) wrote 2015-03-15 08:03 am (UTC)

[ And maybe 50, 52 hours from now, Vriska will be high above Macha, crying her heart out and mourning deaths she knows are inevitable, deaths she's deeply terrified she will have to personally inflict. But she doesn't know that yet. For now, she'll savor the victory. Because she does know it can't last, and what's wrong with a little basking when you've earned it?

Her grin is brood and toothy. ]


Fuck off, jackass. I take it back, I don't owe you shit! Not with that attitude.

[ Of course she doesn't mean it. She lifts her hands as if to smack his away from her shoulders, but the motions end up having no strength at all, and she actually circles her fingers around one of his wrists, her smile as gentle as her grip, before releasing him. ]

Aren't you going to shower me with rewards and gifts? I've clearly earned them!

[ She's come very far. Further than she ever thought herself capable. But that doesn't mean she can't still be a little shit when she wants. ]

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