[Closed] Tired Teals

[virtuousdogma]

Who: Tyzias and Stelsa

When: Feb. 23rd - 24th

Where: Themis’s Temple (Mount Justice)

What: Tired Teal Girlfriends, Studying Kanji, and Naming Shinki. Among other things that may come up later.





Tyzias had spent the last night searching through books that she’d pulled from her study. Up in her respiteblock, now in the late evening, she was going through them for names. Dictionaries between Japanese scripts and Alternian, which she’s sure now doesn’t exist anywhere outside of her hive and possibly Stelsa’s. Her shinki, still unnamed, was sitting dutifully beside her on the couch and was one of the two reasons for her diving into this. The other one was Stelsa’s shinki.

Oh sure, she knew how to name hers, but the name itself she didn’t want to just do by impulse, especially since the written texts of the two languages didn’t match up and so gave the tired tealblood an extra obstacle to overcome in learning how to read kanji. The other two scripts she’d found, in the form of two other books that had been set off to the side, she was able to read no problem, and yet this one continuously stumped her. It was frustrating, to say the least.

On the other side of her, using yet another book as a hard surface, she’d been writing down a list of names in both kanji and Alternian that she’d been able to puzzle out. It wasn’t very long, and most were as simple as she could get, probably, but each one had a meaning whereas for trolls? Their names just came from whatever semi comprehensible six letter sounds their lusus made when referring to them. Or upon first seeing them. Tyzias didn’t know the specifics.

There was also the slightly disheveled appearance of the chiton she now wore, though she’d only barely dipped into what it even was. Which, was the book she was using to write on. That was supposed to be additional research into this whole "ancient greek" theme. The chiton has been a large piece of teal and silver patterned cloth which she had to have her shinki help her put on, with all the strings and pins. One of those pins was one that bore her sign.

She hadn’t slept at all the previous day, but she was used to that by now, even with her blinking less often and staring at this one page for the past five minutes.

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[auditerrorizer]

"ZIZI I'M HEEEEEERE!" Stelsa bellows at the foot of Mt. Justice, grinning up at the giant mountain as if it were an old friend. To be perfectly honest, she was desperate to get out of her own temple; when she opened the wardrobe she had found the selection to be so utterly ghastly as to make the faux pas of wearing the same outfit twice in a row almost tolerable. Everything was spiky and leather and scarves and just ugh. Hopefully, Tyzias would have a better selection. And sopor slime too, although that was less important.

[virtuousdogma]

She wasn't all sure yet how this alerting system in her hive worked. It only told her that there was someone there with a little ringing bell over the door to her respiteblock. But, nevertheless, she was informed and was there without pause. She had come without her shinki, opting to simply teleport as she's spent hours figuring out how to do (it was still a work in progress but at least she could get up and down the mountain with a fifty percent chance of success now. The other fifty meaning she would need to make multiple jumps, or end up off the path and have to float down before teleporting back onto the path.). She grinned when she saw it was Stelsa standing there. Ten minutes early than the time she said she'd be here, precisely.

"Hey Stelsa." She hummed when she saw Stelsa wearing her outfit from yesterday, and then was very, very aware of what she herself had on. What must she look like, in Stelsa's eyes right now? All flowing teal and silver cloth, sandals, and hair done up in some kind of complex bun that somehow her Shinki had executed perfectly after reading over some step-by-step.

"It wwwwas that bad in there." This was said more as a statement, than a question. Tyias could sense what her matesprit had been feeling, and after so long had finally identified that that is what this was. Well, for the ones that she could actually feel instead of simply sense, of course.

[auditerrorizer]

It's difficult to tell whether Stelsa is undressing Tyzias with her eyes or criticizing her outfit. Maybe both? But her eyes widen in genuine shock when she sees Tyzias hair. Stelsa squees, rushing towards her matesprit to inspect it. "Oh by the Condesce you did it you finally did it you've got that squawkbeast's nest of yours under control I am so proud of you Zizi SO PROUD!"

She sighs and nods when Tyzias inquires as to the state of her temple. "You know as well as anyone that I don't give up on anything Zizi dear but that place is just UNSALVAGEABLE I didn't even get any sleep and I still couldn't fix it not that it would've helped any because they have this odd couch thing instead of a recuperacoon in there but I digress."

[virtuousdogma]

"My shinki insisted." Was the only explanation that Tyzias gave. To be honest, she had still been half asleep at the time and her shinki had just gone and done it for her. She'd seemed happy about being able to do it, so Tyzias hadn't bothered to undo anything. At least not yet.

Tyzias shrugs, "Yeah. Wwwwell. I seemmmm to have been given a recuperacoon big enough for three." Or more. She hadn't looked at it too closely, but it certainly was big enough at least for two people and both still have room enough to be comfortable.

[auditerrorizer]

Stelsa tries not to let her disappointment show. She shouldn't have gotten her hopes up; some things never change. The sun sets, the moons rise, Tyzias will always be a disaster. "Well be sure to give your shinki my compliments on their taste," Stelsa says, untangling herself from Tyzias.

"And really oh that is excellent news dear really I never realized how bad the nightmares could get until last night." Stelsa shivers, only partially for dramatic effect. "They're absolutely terrible how do you even cope with them when you go on your study binges?"

[virtuousdogma]

"Caffeine has to be a mmmmultiversal constant," she says dryly. "Otherwwwwise crammmming wwwwould require a lot of drugs, and a wwwworld that's full of high wwwweapons tech mmmmajors isn't a wwwworld I wwwwant to live in." Because, high weapons tech majors are liable to creating faulty death rays and doomsday devices that end up failing and exploding and causing a mess that the legislacerators and other clean up crews have to deal with. Not factoring in the loss of life involved in such events.

[auditerrorizer]

Stelsa takes a moment to imagine this hypothetical world, and almost physically recoils at the thought. Yes, that... that wouldn't be good at all. Especially considering that an average of 1.2 sugrubs are blown to pieces every week by weapons majors already. "Anyways I suppose we should get a move on at least these stairs offer a great opportunity for a workout routine come on dear let's hope to it!" Before Tyzias can protest or teleport away, Stelsa grabs her wrist and begins hoofing it up the stairs.

[virtuousdogma]

Tyzias is Worn Out. She is SO installing an elevator just to avoid situations like These. Matesprit or no, she will not be made to endure- oh. They made it to the top. She manages to point out which door her respiteblock was, and mumbled something about how the ablutionblock had only the door leading outside, which was kind of stupid but whatever, and no, there wasn't a shower in there. Just a giant as fuck ablutiontrap, Stelsa.

[auditerrorizer]

Stelsa pats her matesprit on the back, and for a moment she can almost imagine them back on Alternia, sprinting and stumbling across the sundown trail. The pang of nostalgia quickly turns to the ache of loss, so Stelsa mentally reroutes herself away from the painful memory. "Dear I've been telling you that you need to get in shape being a desk legislacerator is no excuse for poor fitness and don't you know that luxury ablutiontraps are just all the rage among deeper blues right now you should count yourself lucky!"

[virtuousdogma]

"Yeah." Yeah, she knows Stels has been saying that, but before now, Tyzias has never had the time. And sweet Sufferer is she regretting not teleporting them both as soon as she could. As for the ablutiontraps, well, yes it was a luxury. Especially given how she could heat the water just to how she likes it and it was the size of a small swimming pool. Not that she needed that much room to begin with, but it wasn't like she was going to change that bit any time soon. She just thought Stelsa would've preferred a shower since it was quicker that way.

Tyzias opens up the door to her respiteblock, falling over onto the couch with a groan.

[auditerrorizer]

Why yes Stelsa did prefer showers, but at least she could appreciate the aesthetic luxury of high-end ablutiontraps! She follows Tyzias inside, her still-nameless shinki trailing behind. Sitting down next to her matesprit, Stelsa procures a comb from... somewhere and begins working it through Tyzias' hair. Regardless of her instinct to constantly move forward, Stela could always make time for Zizi. "It's been a while since we've done this hasn't it Zizi darling?" she says, voice far softer than it normally is.

[virtuousdogma]

Tyzias could only really let out a low hum in response. Yeah. It has been awhile since they’ve done anything like this. After they had...er...talked. Maybe talked wasn’t to much the word she was looking for as it was dance around the giant tuskbeast in the room. Tyzias had dived further into her projects afterward, further into completing that assignment by its deadline, that the rare times she got to spend around Stelsa had been filled half the time with studying. Strictly of the law variety. She wasn’t going to poke the bear lusus anymore than what she’d already done.

That was also why she had directed them both past the Study. She wasn’t sure What her matesprit’s reaction to that would be.