courtroomdragon @ 2012-03-12T17:01:00

2012-03-13T00:50:57Z

"YOU D1DN'T H4V3 TO," Terezi tells the corpse, "You didn't..." Didn't have to be such a fool? Such a huge bitch? But she did have to be; that was always the thing, right? People had to be who they were, or else none of them would've gotten this far. Yet, when people tried to go too far... it was someone's job to stop them. Sometimes, stopping them meant...

Finding Tavros had been a shocking development. It had been all too clear who killed him, but Terezi had been rather starved from her courtroom LARPing. She went along her normal idiosyncrasies, finding clues and eliminating suspects (except not really, she knew it was Vriska all along). It had almost been fun, in a perverse way. A final showdown; a stop to her wicked lies and treachery; a way to end this. Terezi remembered being excited about finally being able to confront Vriska and settle the score, the years of hardship that had separated the two friends from back in their FLARP days.

Terezi wanted justice, a noble and grand goal that had someone deluded her into thinking this would be easy. She never doubted herself, or her mission. She carried her game all the way up the stairs - because it was always just a game, wasn't it - and found the Thief already there. They made a deal. Not a deal, really, another game with gambles and debts.

Only, there was no gamble.Terezi knew if she didn't strike when Vriska's back was turned, she'd doom them all. She could see, so to speak, what would happen if this played out in any other version than Vriska's death. Her sentence had already been called, the noose hung - so to speak. So when Terezi flipped the coin, she took the sword from her cane.
Vriska didn't think she could have, and this was where Vriska was wrong. That poor, unlucky fool.

Terezi remembered, in a time before that, when they had been best friends. Scourge Sisters, in fact. They ruled together, fought together, on opposite sides of the coin in what their intention would be but they made it work. Even though she was a huge, selfish, narrow-sighted bitch, Terezi had looked (so to speak) past all of that. She had trusted Vriska then, not knowing better. But it had been fun.

Yeah, those game had actually been fun before it all went wrong.

And now, her sister's corpse lays before her. Face-down, blueberry blood seeping from her diaphragm. Terezi wishes she would cry, but doesn't. It was all spent earlier on Dave. Before she found Tavros. That funny, idiot Dave. He was okay but... it had hurt to know she'd killed a friend there too. She was killing all sorts of friends today...

Terezi decides she doesn't want to think about this much any more. It hurts too much, and it hurts worse knowing she can't cry. That she can't... actually show her pain for Vriska. She had to do it, yeah but. That was Vriska's blood on her blade. It's still her fault. It's all her fault and she could have stopped it. Stopped all this madness and pain! But she wasn't good enough. Isn't good enough.

Maybe if she had killed Vriska after they reached the asteroid, none of this would have happened? Maybe if she had been better, had been stronger or paid more attention. Maybe if she... It doesn't matter. Never mattered. They are dead now anyways. Terezi tries to recall all the others Vriska killed. Tavros, Equius, Gamzee and Kanaya (maybe, Terezi hadn't actually found their bodies), Feferi, Sollux and Nepeta. Nepeta... Oh that poor thing.

Terezi feels a fresh wave of guilt. She misses Nepeta already. The two didn't talk much when sgrub started, and Terezi regrets that. She remembers their role-playing fondly. Blissful, fun, carefree. Nepeta cheered her up, each time without fail. Terezi longs for this, wishes so badly things could just go backwards. Wants to be Seer of Time and not Seer of Mind, wants a hundred things so intensely that she just... can see it, like she's there. So to speak.

She's back in her hive. Well, her treehouse. So fruity and colorful, and there's no imps around to destroy things. Terezi relishes the thought of feeling safe, of being in a place she calls home. Why would she feel unsafe? She doesn't remember, and somehow there's an intense aching inside her, but the source is forgotten. Terezi doesn't really want to remember, actually. She decides to check in on Nepeta.

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courtroomdragon @ 2012-03-12T17:01:00