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[bulletwithmyname]

Who: Ash and Dragonmom
What: Ash wants to know what the trollgirl's deal is.
When: 290? 291? backdated a bit.
Where: Ash and Terezi's room in Loki.
Rating: maybe up to PG-13 for talk about troll culture, that stuff's messed up.

[probably, he should just let it go. really, he should. but he's still pretty annoyed about terezi's attempted manipulation, even the next day. kieran can tell he's stewing, and he can tell he's stewing, and it's not really worth the energy. but it also won't get out of his head. what was the point of it? what did she think she was going to gain that she couldn't get directly?

in the end, he waits until she goes out, and then makes his way out into the common area and sits down next to terezi's pile, where she's left her lusus' egg sitting, carefully supported so it won't tilt or roll. he puts his hand on the shell, which somehow remains brightly white despite the fact that it's always being touched by hands of occasionally dubious cleanliness.]

Hello.

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[tongue3y3s]

the dragonlet it sleeping, her tail and wings twitching here and there as she dreams, her normal visions of the outside world and future planets replaced by nonsense pictures and stories. she doesn't mind. she hears a voice, and it's almost part of a dream, but a part of her shell warms, and she flicks her tail, stretching and opening her consciousness to the world outside.

hello?

[bulletwithmyname]

Good morning. I'm sorry to wake you.

[ash isn't really purposefully projecting, but she can probably sense his disquiet regardless. he usually only talks to her when he's content, and he's not particularly that at the moment]

[tongue3y3s]

ashes! she squeaks, wiggling as well as she can while still being enclosed in a tight, hard shell. hello, ashes, hiii~~ how are you? if she notices he's not at rights, she doesn't let on, instead chirping brightly in greeting.

[bulletwithmyname]

[he chuckles at that. it's hard not to enjoy her enthusiasm, if nothing else]

Not terrible, but I've been better. You?

[tongue3y3s]

iiii am in an egg and i'm sooo bored! the little dragon lets out a soft sigh. terezi went off alone again! sometimes she is always alone, she huffs, disapproving.

i'm glad you're talking to me though! hi ashes, it's so nice to talk to you! her saccharine wheedling carries on for a few seconds before she quiets up again.

[bulletwithmyname]

I think that's because she wants to be. But you don't, huh? You should get to hatching already.

[tongue3y3s]

ohhh i have no idea when that will happen! she sighs a tiny, frustrated sigh. i was never supposed to hatch before, so now i just don't know! being alone all the time is sad, so so sad, and now i'm even more alone than i was before, because terezi said the gods took away my powers, and now everything is just so very limited, siiiigh.

my baby was alone too much as a wiggler. she doesn't understand how it isn't good for her.

[bulletwithmyname]

Yeah, they did that to all of us. I guess you count.

[he sighs and runs his other hand through his hair]

Yeah, maybe. I don't know, I don't think I understand her as well as I thought I did.

[tongue3y3s]

maybe she didn't catch on before, or maybe she did and ignored it, but the dragonlet finally decides to catch on to ash's hints about terezi. what's wrong, she wonders, turning her nose toward his hand. she isn't a simple girl, my little terezi, the young dragon warns, in a tone of one who is young but still has known she's a mother for sweeps, of one who pitied and hand-picked a wiggler of her own from the brooding caverns, who protected that wiggler with her psychic energy and led her to her forest where she could always be nearby, where she could always be protected until such a time should come when her little one would be out of her reach.

any warning indications ash feels are not accidental. she smells his reluctance and his sullenness and she respects them, but never before her precious baby.

[bulletwithmyname]

[he's feeling betrayed still, but mostly self-recriminatory, for getting it wrong. he's not used to misunderstanding another person as fundamentally as he feels like he's misunderstood something here, and it makes him doubt himself and his perceptions and that's a slippery slope down into the broken parts of his mind. he's upset at terezi, but he's more upset at himself, because self-recrimination and doubt is always an easy place to go]

I never figured she was. People aren't simple. I thought--actually, it doesn't matter what I thought. I know she plays games, pushes buttons, that kind of thing. But this time it was different, and I don't understand why she tried to get to me through Kieran.

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[tongue3y3s]

what?

what do you mean?

she's confused, because maybe she's a naive mother but that doesn't really sound like her baby at all. did terezi do something, she wonders, and maybe a little bit, the part of her that's an overprotective mother and still very much a child, thinks he must be wrong, because terezi wouldn't do anything like that!

even though she knows it's a lie. she remembers what her terezi's mind was like before she spoke to her. she remembers everything.

sigh.