[BATT] A Friendly House Call (Sarcel & Kursha)

[Green Minuet]

When: A week after the expedition at Awassi's abandoned hive
Where: Sarcel's hive

Kursha and Sarcel have an even more intense make out session.

 

[Green Minuet]

Captain Kursha Vidari

Somehow it did not surprise the greenblood that Sarcel Cincil lived in a hivestem. It seemed like such an ordinary, mundane lifestyle would appeal to her, if only for appearances though. The penthouse though—Kursha did not see that one coming. He would have expected her to settle for something a little more average, a little more modest. Evidence that Sarcel had a spine after all.

That or her blood was bluer than he thought.

Kursha raised his fist to the door and gave it a light rap. “Hey Sarce!” he called. “Open up! I got a delivery for ya.” Waiting in front of the peephole, Kursha adjusted his grip on the package under his arm. He tapped his foot impatiently. A part of him suspected the blueblood would not answer and instead try to blow him off. He hoped otherwise, but if not, he had a plan. Of course he had a plan.

Melancholies

 

[Melancholies]

Despite the activity of the city, the hustle and bustle of thousands of trolls on the street below, the hive sat in a strange sort of stasis. Quiet. Money could buy a lot of things, including silence in the noisiest place on Alternia. Here Sarcel sat at a desk, her chair parallel with a large picture window that overlooked the city. In front of her on the table was a single item--a clock--and she watched as the minute hand slowly ticked by.

The rest of her hive was just as bare and unimpressive--it looked unlived in, both in terms of the lack of decor and the fact that not a single speck of dust seemed to exist anywhere.

The knock at the door was jarring, because it broke the little bubble she had built up for herself. She bolted up to her feet and pivoted towards the door just in time to hear the muffled-but-unmistakable voice through the walls. A delivery? Yeah right. Just as she sat back down, Chinchillamom came barreling over. The sound of tiny feet could be heard thumping down the hallway before she got to the door. Her paws uselessly felt all over before she started to scrabble and dig anxiously at the wood.

"Mom, stop." Sarcel mumbled at her lusus, who continued to act as if she had never heard her. Despite her words, she made no effort to enact enforcement.

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Captain Kursha Vidari

“Too late. Already here.” Kursha moseyed his way over to the nutrition block and pulled open the hunger trunk. “So what? You live off soylent greens?” He pulled out a jar of spinach and dumped it on the floor.