exsiliumlogs | you've traveled far, what have you found?

Date & Time: 7/26 - 7/31 ish, give or take a few days
Location: streets of the city, training grounds, her rooms (unit 108)
Characters: Roslyn & YOU
Summary: Roslyn is on her way back to society. She guesses.
Warnings: Ros is in this log.

She'd spent too long just wandering, and the rain was getting too much for her to continue just tramping through the wilds or wandering around aimlessly ignoring life. So now she was back, full time.

She spent a lot of time in her room, idly browsing the network. She wasn't spending as much time taking notes as she had when she'd started, but she still occasionally noted down something that seemed important.

The rest of her time she spent in the training hall, for the first time spending most of her time there actively training herself, going through exercise after exercise. When she could find a willing sparring partner she practiced her hand to hand. When she couldn't she simply went through routines or practiced her aim or returned to spending some time simply watching others.

When she wasn't in either of those places, she could still be found in the streets of the hold and the surrounding city, searching for something. She couldn't have said what.

[ ooc: run into Roslyn anywhere you feel like it, really! or come knocking on her door or whatever. ]

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"Oh."

Well, that explains it. He contemplates asking why she didn't tell him, but that would look totally needy and unprofessional, which he is, but then he doesn't want people thinking that ~~assuming they don't already~~ so decides against it.

"Did you find anythin' useful?"

At which point he takes a sip from his own glass.

"Quite. It was a -- more or less spontaneous thing."

Which is to say, she'd stood up one day, decided she couldn't take one more minute in the Hold, and taken off for a while.

"A few places I wouldn't mind living. Talked to some people. Nothing new, really."

Hospitality, right. That was considered important by most people. She gestures to a seat on the couch, taking her own on a chair.

"What have you been doing?"

"Livve, huh? Like wwhere?"

Oh, don't mind him Roslyn he's already halfway towards the offered seat by the time she remembers to offer him the spot in the first place.

"Ugh, don't evven get me started Ros; it's been nothin' but shit all month."

"Some good camping spots, mostly. Found a couple caves that could fit quite a few people at a pinch." She shrugs. "It's best to keep options wide open."

Her eyebrows raise just slightly. Last she'd heard, something good had been happening.

"I'm sorry. Do you want to discuss it at all?"

Camping and caves; suddenly thinks she might not be right after all, considering the royalty mentality. Caves and camping outside are so not his thing.

So instead he'll ignore that and just focus on his problems.

"God, where do I ewen start; Sol totally fuckin' sabotaged my whole thing I had goin' on with Eq, then we got into a fight an' the guy cheats his way into a stupid unfair wictory an' the undead just seem to make a uniwersal case a' gettin' into my affairs an hasslin' me for no reason. It's just a real pain."

Desperate times, Eridan.

She listens carefully to what he's saying, trying to figure it out. So the troll... hate romance thing, that seems to have ended in a way that he's not pleased about. Nothing in her life has qualified her to deal with this.

"Undead in the multiple sense? How many do we have here?"

"Oh, uh, no...it's. Complicated. Mostly shit from home, they gawe me a lot of flak back there too. One of 'em [Pause]...tried to kill me. Honestly, it's ridiculous I gotta be gettin' hostilities from 'em here too."

He swirls his glass a little, staring into the water for a moment before taking another sip.

"I wonder sometimes why some people don't just stay dead. That's how it's supposed to work."

She waits through that, still trying to sort it out in her head. What is she supposed to say to that? Someone please give her a -- a manual or something.

"In my experience, they do stay dead." But she looks up at him. "I guess in your world it's different. Why are they still hostile towards you? It's a new world. A clean slate would make everything easier."

"You're askin' the wrong guy, Ros. If I knew why they were so set on bein' out to cause me trouble I'd a' rectified whatewer it is by now."

Sadly even if there was a reason, he probably wouldn't.

"I didn't ewen know the guy."

"Perhaps sometime I'll ask them." Thoughtful, for a moment, a certain hardness in it.

She may not know how to handle it, but sometimes Eridan reminds her of her brother.

"And Sol - Sollux? - sabotaged your relationship."

"Yep."

Oh, just mentioning the name alone causes this huge, bitter scowl to form across his face.

"Not the first time he's done this sorta thing, either."

"Do you want to talk about what happened or would you rather not?"

She feels a little bit like she's treading on eggshells, but she would like to do what she can for him.

"Ugh, just - I don't know what he said, but the guy sent me messages tauntin' the fact it weren't gonna last, then I hear Eq' flippin' out an' leawin' and breaking the front door, an' Sol just said somethin' to the effect of you hear that, it's the sound of your relationship endin'. Except it was this really fuckawful pun."

Sighing and just. Feelings and problems everywhere. ~~Also delusion~~.

"I can't ewen describe how much I hate the guy Ros', ewen before comin' here we just been at odds since day fuckin' one."

Teenagers. She takes a long sip of water as she listens. Had she ever been that emotional as a teenager? She suspects she was and is just remembering it through rose colored glasses, but it doesn't feel like she was.

"Perhaps you could talk to one of the more technologically inclined people about being able to block messages from him."

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