The familiar tingle of psionics again, and then the little troll is lifting up to eye level. The greeting is perfunctonary, and Riccin holds perfectly still for the duration of it: they tap left horn to left horn, and then right horn to right. "Hinnom," they say, prim as a schoolfeed, and then they drop back to the ground.
This has to be a fucking lowblood thing, because when they cant their eyes towards the jade, Marduk's got the same wigged out face going on. Well, whatever. Getting bagged for the programs early meant Riccin never spent much time with lowbloods: before that, they spent their time with Myrrha and Liyiji, and after that, they spent their time in church. But if these fuckers want to play rustbuddies, it's no skin off their back.
"I'm yellow, too," Hinnom says, and Riccin frowns. They're all decked out in maroon, from the lips to the eyes to the twice-painted horns, and that shit is weird.
Maybe it's quad colours, but there's no insignia on the coat, in either maroon or yellow. Bluebloods play this game occasionally, but it seems weird for a yellow: their blood is shitty enough, why chance someone making the mistake it's the one hue worse?
"'course I'm fucking yellow. That's what the symbol says," they say, and then they stop.
There's a vibration against their side, almost like diagnostic pulse from their ports, and it's only when they lean towards it and it increases in response that they realise what's going on. Pheres is fucking purring, too quiet to hear.
Yeah, they're.. definitely not shoving him off. Maybe they'll let him just stay there, for the rest of the walk, although managing that slouched like this would be a fucking miracle.
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The familiar tingle of psionics again, and then the little troll is lifting up to eye level. The greeting is perfunctonary, and Riccin holds perfectly still for the duration of it: they tap left horn to left horn, and then right horn to right. "Hinnom," they say, prim as a schoolfeed, and then they drop back to the ground.
This has to be a fucking lowblood thing, because when they cant their eyes towards the jade, Marduk's got the same wigged out face going on. Well, whatever. Getting bagged for the programs early meant Riccin never spent much time with lowbloods: before that, they spent their time with Myrrha and Liyiji, and after that, they spent their time in church. But if these fuckers want to play rustbuddies, it's no skin off their back.
"I'm yellow, too," Hinnom says, and Riccin frowns. They're all decked out in maroon, from the lips to the eyes to the twice-painted horns, and that shit is weird.
Maybe it's quad colours, but there's no insignia on the coat, in either maroon or yellow. Bluebloods play this game occasionally, but it seems weird for a yellow: their blood is shitty enough, why chance someone making the mistake it's the one hue worse?
"'course I'm fucking yellow. That's what the symbol says," they say, and then they stop.
There's a vibration against their side, almost like diagnostic pulse from their ports, and it's only when they lean towards it and it increases in response that they realise what's going on. Pheres is fucking purring, too quiet to hear.
Yeah, they're.. definitely not shoving him off. Maybe they'll let him just stay there, for the rest of the walk, although managing that slouched like this would be a fucking miracle.