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Aranea Serket ([personal profile] cant8itch) wrote in [personal profile] rubycitymods 2012-08-18 08:20 pm (UTC)

[CANON] Aranea Serket || Homestuck || no reserve || 2 of 2

First Person:

[It is not entirely dark; actually there is a high probability of twilight arriving soon, when yet another train arrives to the mysterious town. Slightly puzzled, the female troll walks out of the train, wondering about her whereabouts. Is this yet again the gods’ work? Even now, she can’t tell it herself. Examining the posters, she immediately recognizes that is not the afterlife anymore.

Ruby City.

Sauntering off the train station, she glances around, trying to figure out where she could lead so she wouldn’t get lost. However, it didn’t take her long to feel a watch on her wrist, confusing her at first but not taking her much time to recognize it as a communication device. And so the troll turns on the video feed and starts speaking
]

Pardon me, but would you mind telling me where am I located? I might be considered fairly new around these corners, so a helpful hand would be more than welcomed.

Third Person:

She didn’t want to admit it, but the troll was already tired of it. After all those millenniums waiting to finally be able to meet Meenah and guide her in the afterlife, she lost her yet again. Yes, that definitely was the best time to be thrown in that damn city. Couldn’t the gods wait a little longer, letting her stay some time with her? Is being selfish for once asking a little too much?

But honestly, she was already giving up on the idea of believing all this world belonged to any of the gods who’ve assisted her so far. She couldn’t even speak with them anymore. And all those thoughts were exhausting. Probably she could learn with Meenah for once and feel ---EXCIT---ED!! for being alive again.

Well, what is done is done. Time to move on. She cleaned the single tear that fell off from her left eye. Probably that was the right time to experience life once again. A sylph like herself couldn’t only help others; she had to help herself as well, and have a balanced mind to heal those in need.
Soon she noticed her watch was recording her all that time, leaving her startled in the start. For how long was it turned on?

“Greetings”, she slightly blushed, as she found it embarrassing anyone seeing her so weak and vulnerable. “It seems the watch decided to have a malfunction on the worse occasion. I’m sorry you had to witness me like this. I hope I’ve not worried you in any way”.

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