pythianjudgment: ([d] scent of despair)
Terezi Pyrope ([personal profile] pythianjudgment) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2013-12-05 07:42 pm

I'd rather run the other way than stay and see

Who| Terezi, Disciple, Karkat (but not at the same time)
What| Visitors! Terezi doesn't want them, but she's going to get them anyway. There's people with things to say.
Where| District 3 Suites, Terezi's room
When| Not long after Terezi's return in Week
Warnings/Notes| None so far



After her fight with Fraysong, Terezi hasn't felt much like leaving her room. She's already gone over as much of the broadcasts as she really cares to. Everything has been hashed and rehashed and quite honestly, she's tired of hearing the Capitol voices on the television screen going on and on about how tragic or exciting their lives are. It's enough to make her sick.

Save for her venture to the roof, her only other excursion consisted of a trip to see the Disciple. Or rather, to slip a picture under her door with a note written on the back. There's other places that she would like to visit, but the risk of running into people that she doesn't want to deal with is too high. So she retires to her room to whittle away some hours browsing the network.

It seems that not everyone has been as preoccupied with the arena as she has.

disciplewhomsignlessloves: (And hold me fast)

[personal profile] disciplewhomsignlessloves 2013-12-19 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't meet her eyes. She wouldn't even if the girl could see. There's a long space of silence. She'd prided herself on being his Disciple but also on being a troll who didn't need others to define her. The ideals had been taken on as her own and the man she loved/pitied/hated was her complement, not her world. Right?

Part of her worries that she's been too long just his Disciple, just repeating his words, to not latch onto him as if he is her world. God she wanted a moirail, a proper one, just hers and theirs. Not a lover trying to be everything at once for her and her for him. Not a small troll interrogating her with an agenda in mind even if she worried for her.

She finally dragged her eyes up to look at Terezi, nodding once. Something beyond the world she had created between floors 7 and 12 would be nice.

"Alright."