like you need to breathe

[fabricates]

Characters: Vriska Serket [OU] and YOU!
Format: Action but I'll match!
This log is: open
Location: EVERYWHERE. First prompt will be locked to her roommates but the second one is open to everyone.
Summary: Vriska's woken up from her sleep coma and is ready to fuck some shit up. Aka figure out how long she's been sleeping and what's been going on while she's been wasting time her blanket cocoon.
Warnings: Vriska is a warning all her own. Probably just language, maybe some violence idk.

Black 1-B

[She feels like she's been sleeping forever. Like she didn't spend a couple of hours just tossing and turning before she calling it a day's sleep and getting back up to move around. Dare she say she might actually be rested? That's suspicious. So she's up, sitting on her human sleeping square to look around the room. Maybe someone is present to interrogate for answers?]

Everywhere Else (specify!)

[Vriska's wandering out and about to check out what she's missed. Feel free to run into her or bug her! But be wary, she's looking a little annoyed.]

Comments

I couldn't resist.

[goodboybestshot]

[Still really new to this place, Jake is kind of wandering around wide-eyed at everything he sees in town. He is just not used to the concept of civilization.]

[Bother the strange dapper John look-a-like?]

yes excellent

[fabricates]

[Bother she will! Since she hasn't actually seen John yet, and from the back this kid kind of looks like him.

She's used to having to round him to see his face before talking though, if it's the John from her school. When she does just that she's in for a surprise.]

Who the hell are you?

[goodboybestshot]

[Startled, Jake steps back at the sudden appearance of ... oh. Oh. He's not sure. She's certainly blue and. Um. he just kind of blinks stupidly. Something about her is making his head feel fuzzy like anything he seems to have forgotten does. Wow, why is that? Has he met her before? He can't imagine how.]

I-- That's- Hello. Jake English. Who are you?

[fabricates]

[Boy does this kid look a lot like John. Is this timeline shenanigans going on? Maybe it's something after her death.

Well, she doesn't really want to think about that so she shoves it to the back of her mind and instead rolls her eyes a little impatiently.]

Do you stutter enough? All I did was ask for your name, geez. The name's Vriska Serket.

[goodboybestshot]

[My what a feisty young lady. He grins a little bit.]

You did startle me back there. Do you greet everyone you meet like that?

[fabricates]

[Oh no dem teeth. They must be related??]

I thought you were somebody else. But then you turned out not to be, which is really unfortunate.

[goodboybestshot]

My sincerest apologies, madame. [And he means that, sillyspeak aside. He does pause to give her a curious expression.]

Though ...do you think we could have met before? I'm getting the strangest sense of deja vous.

[fabricates]

Not a chance. Would I really have asked who you were if we'd met? Maybe you should use your thinkpan a little.

[goodboybestshot]

Valid reasoning! I've been having a rather discombobulating day, I guess. I won't hold you up any longer Miss Serket.

[fabricates]

Of course it's valid reasoning. Something you could have deduced on your own.

[She considers walking around him and letting that be the end of it, but curiousity killed the purrbeast.]

You wouldn't happen to know someone named John, would you?