thecapitol | And all the people hurried fast, real fast [OPEN]

Who; Rose and Open!
What; Rose exploring, attempting to make new friends??
When; The Days after Rose leaves the arena
Where; Mostly around the tributes tower, possibly around the capitol if you prefer I am coo with whatev
Warnings/Notes; Trolls are Rose's trigger, so. Be aware it's gunna be neg CR for any Trolls? And unsure face at any other aliens.

Rose has only been out of the arena for a few days, and it's a few days she's spent mostly by herself, reflecting as well as trying to find out what she can about this new place. The news of District 3's annihilation is still new enough that she hears it, stores it away. There's obvious unrest in this place and she can practically hear the whispers of rebellion. Good, she might need something to do.

Because reflecting is more just her beating herself up. She had lost controlled completely, let herself be devoured by a power she's tried so hard to tame. Se doesn't blame Bro for what he did, after all, when there's a rabid animal, you put it down. He did what he needed to do, and she can't hold it against him.

So Rose tries to occupy her time with wandering, exploring where ever she can get into. It's not too hard, she's a tribute, though she's quickly found the way the Capitol people so easily recognise her, the hushed whispered and obvious staring to be an annoyance, making her feel even more unsettled. So she spends little time outside of the tribute tower, prefering to go out in shades and a headscarf when she does leave.

But the tower has more than enough to study, from rooms to people, Rose studying anyone she runs into to try and judge if they'll be worth her time should she speak to them

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"It is the middle of summer, Dave. It is the furthest thing from your birthday," Terezi deadpans at him. He's just trying to lighten the mood or ease the tension--and she's trying to help. Sort of. Ribbing him a little is helping, right?

"Dave is right. If we weren't working together through that game, none of us would have made it as far as we did. My session would have been stuck in our Medium for pretty much forever. Dave's session would have died before they ever started the Reckoning. And your offspring are stuck in their session until both of our sessions get there to bail them out."

How, she's not exactly sure. Rose--their Rose--wasn't very clear on that part. But the fact was that they were needed in this new session... most of them, anyway.

She fixes her attention on Rose: "I'm not going to fight you. Sure, you're pissed off at me for things that I can't change. And you're not the Rose I know, but you're still Rose. Which means you're still Dave's sister and my friend. And my floor is already in enough trouble, I don't need to give them another reason to haul me off."

They're alive. They're alive, she hadn't fucked up, she had calculated it all correctly and for a second Rose cares about nothing else. She feels warm, she feel happy, happy and relieved and it shows for that one second, all her features softening. She's always tried to ignore her fears and concerns, that she was wrong, that she was looking at the wrong fate and to be told it isn't so... It's a relief she never thought she'd get.

But it fades. It fades as soon as that troll opens her mouth, and Rose can recognise the differences in how it speaks English and after years of despising one, despising them all, it's impossible to not feel at edge when Terezi speaks. It's behavious she'll have to unlearn and in truth she isn't planning to. Dave may be trying to vouch for her, but she knows Dave. She knows that he can be a fool, that he doesn't always see what she sees. And he's so young now, he hasn't dealt with them the way that she has.

"I'm not your friend," she finally says, sharp like a blade, and Rose draws herself to her full height, chin raised proudly as if she isn't the shortest one here. She doesn't look to Dave, won't let him try and talk her into being kinder with stupid jokes and incorrect thoughts.

Her inhale is steady and she holds the silence before finally continuing. "But I'll keep it until the next arena. If only to ensure Dave doesn't get dragged into this." A pause, only a heartbeat. "But that does not make us friends, and you'll be wise to stay away." From her, from Dave.

"Woohoo." He imitates the weakest, least enthusiastic fist pump ever. He can't even pull it together to do an insincere excited one, he just feels so drained from the conversation. He warily moves out from between them, though he's still keeping close to Terezi.

"Baby steps." He murmurs, before they can antagonise one another again, intentionally or not. He's not sure where to go with this now or what to do, but it's all weighing on him like some fat fucking elephant on his chest. What happens next, he thinks, will be up to Terezi.

It stings a little, when Rose snaps that they're not friends. It's hard to dislike your boyfriend's sister, even if her mere existence did make Terezi feel a little superfluous. They weren't bosom chums or anything, but Terezi at least considered them passive friends. This Rose clearly had other ideas, but she wasn't going to let that sway her. They were still friends. End of story.

"Suit yourself. I'm still not going to fight you." Terezi smells when Dave steps to the side. She wants to give him some sort of reassuring gesture, but she doesn't know if that might set his sister off again. She settles for leaning forward just a little and bumping her shoulder against his.

"I get the feeling that now might be a bad time to run off and blow up our plastic currency squares on cheap entertainment like we're at some shitty human Vegas strip." Which is clearly the best way to describe going to an arcade on Panem. "I can catch up with you later. No hard feelings."

She doesn't want Dave to think that she's bailing because Rose scared her off. It would take a lot more to do that, but Rose is at least right. Neither of them want to drag Dave into this.

She shoots Dave a look, finally, letting her annoyance show just slightly. He isn't helping, butting in like this, and she's realising sorely how she misses her own Dave. He'd know where she was coming from, he'd be on her side, not this troll's. It's just a difference, but it's enough to remind her that this isn't just a younger version of the Dave she knows, but another entirely.

Not that she'll bring it up like that, Rose knowing how he gets over these things. And not with this troll here, Rose glancing her way once more when she speaks. And she says nothing, biting her tongue on all she could say and merely raising a brow, her look pointed as she watches Terezi turn to go.

Good riddance in her book.

When Terezi bumps against his shoulder, he's quick to return the gesture. It's like the world's most discreet brofist without the obnoxious connotations likely to get up Rose's grill like the stray sausage at the bbq. He's bummed, he can't even hide it. Any pep he had is just fizzling into moody teen downs and he's trying desperately hard not to purse his lips like he's prone to doing when he sulks.

"Yeah. We'll sleep on it." And by we he means everyone, because he's returning that look Rose gives him with one that speaks plain and clear through his shades. Cut. That. Shit. Out. It might not be as practiced as older Dave's, but he and Rose have had their share of meaningful glances.

However, it's only momentary and he turns his attention away to call "Later, skater." out to Terezi. Silently he's cursing her for leaving him with this moment, so he's rubbing the back of his neck before he drops his arms and shrugs. "If you need me, I'll be on the yacht." He waves a lazy arm at her, moving to walk in the same direction as Terezi before rethinking and turning to head in the opposite direction.

Dave leaving actually surprises her, though deep down Rose knows it shouldn't. But she's so used to it, to Dave always being on her side that this feels strange. And her shock shows for a brief second, Rose half starting on a light "Da-" before she bites the word off. No. She knows what the look he gave her means, she's fluent in Dave after all.

And so Rose just stands there for a second before turning on her own heel and going, thoughts whirling round her head.

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