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Who| Kankri Vantas & OPEN
What| Settling in, meeting new people
Where| District 5 apartments at first, then generally exploring around the Tributes' area
When| Just after his arrival, some days after Enjolras' crowning
Warnings/Notes| Warning for Kankri being his annoying self, pretty much. Also, his first chronological threads will be with Claudia and the Initiate, but beyond that timing will pretty much be in the order of tagging.

Really, Kankri found the entire concept of this place absolutely deplorable. He would have no part of it. But until he could find some way to escape his captors, it wouldn't hurt to familiarize himself with the layout of the place. And also to find something to eat, he was quite famished at the moment.

He started in the suite of the district he'd been assigned and herded to like cattle, of course, but soon enough he was meandering all through the building, taking note of its occupants and features with various degrees of disapproval. He wasn't entirely sure of how to approach anyone yet, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to try for the sake of information.

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"Well, it's nice to meet you," he replies, then pauses as she goes on. And says something quite odd.

Kankri blinks. "But I'm not from Alternia," he replies. "Is it some sort of colony world? I know there were some before, even if most of the population stayed on Beforus."

Beforus. Terezi looks startled just from hearing that name. Her first instinct is to say that there's no possible way--but the contradicting evidence is standing right in front of her.

She sniffs at him again, then slowly starts to circle him, taking him in better.

"You're from the other Sgrub session. The one before ours." She doesn't say it as a question so much as a confirmation. "There is no Alternia for you. Not yet. In which case, I guess that makes me Latula's ancestor--from your point of view."

Latula. Latula, Latula, Latula. She is never not going to be weirded out by saying that name, now that she knows who it belongs to.

"I'm not sure I really believe in ancestors," he replies with a shrug. "It seems highly unlikely, considering the nature of genetic recombination. Latula never mentioned her theories on her ancestry, either."

He looks at her with some interest. So she's from the world they're going to create? "Well, I don't know anything of Alternia, but I suppose I can take your story on faith," he says after a moment. "Ah. Is there some strange perfume on me, or some such?"

"You mean aside from Eau d'Nerd?" Terezi flashes him a bit of a grin at her teasing, then shrugs. She picks up the blanket, shaking it off. It quickly goes back around her shoulders, which she ties in a knot just in front of her throat. She doesn't really care if he doesn't believe her about the ancestor thing. Not a whole lot of people do, and it doesn't matter all that much. it doens't change fact.

"There might as well be. You smell like sweet cherry cough syrup underneath that asphalt grey skin. Strictly a Vantas flavor, no knock-offs allowed."

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He can't help a little smile, too. Latula would have teased him like that, too.

"I'm not entirely clear on what you mean. I'm just surprised that you seem to be smelling me so...ah, enthusiastically. Latula has no sense of smell at all."

"We're a matching set, then! I have no sense of sight at all." She grins and waggles her eyebrows at him for emphasis.

"We could get someone with no tongue and someone with no ears, and we'll be a disability quartet. Or even someone with no skin, but that might be a bit much. People will think we're milking it."

She's so cavalier, she has to be related to Latula. Perhaps the theory of ancestors wasn't so superstitious after all. She's got the same kind of that self-assurance he admires so much about his friend.

"Well," he says awkwardly, "if it helps, two of my other friends are deaf and mute, so it would be feasible." How does he do joke???

Terezi is simultaneously disappointed and amused by his response. On one hand, he's not nearly as appalled by this revelation as she would have hoped. On the other hand, he's proposing a completion of her quartet, and she loves a person who can join in on her joke.

"I'll have to meet them, you know. To assess their level of disability. Only the most functionally disabled would be allowed to join our group. They would also have to pass standard levels of coolness. We're going to be the best of the best, after all!"

"Well, I do like to think the best of my friends," he says, a touch shyly. "But I wouldn't wish for any of them to come here, honestly. They don't deserve that. I've heard you, ah, Alternians are perhaps a bit different, but Beforus is a peaceful world. My friends...they wouldn't do well here."

Welp, he went and made it all serious and himself sad. Oops.

It's not hard to notice the sadness in his tone when he says that, but Terezi doesn't really know how to draw him out of it. She's only just met him.

"I don't know. Meenah probably would. She seemed feisty to me." Terezi grins and shrugs at that, enjoying her little namedrop--one of the few she actually knows. "I bet she could impale someone from several yards away."