[It's been two days, and she's a lot calmer. Ok, that's a lie, but Feferi's not the source of her anger, and so she's managing to only sound like her usual surly self. However, she's pretty much burned that bridge with Karkat for getting answers, and as far as she can tell Aradia's vanished like smoke in a mirror. To say that she and Kanaya were still ... tense would probably be a bit of an understatement, and Eridan didn't strike her as the helpful sort of person, and she wasn't about to go asking Gamzee jack squat.
That left her Sollux, who she really only knew of via Roxy, and Feferi, who she'd spoken to once. There was a word that had been nagging (Ok, several words, but most of that just seemed to be a nearly impossible misapprehension of the english language so common to trolls) at the back of her mind. She'd assumed it was some odd word for 'bodyguard,' but she was less sure at this point. And, if she was going to plot behind Karkat's back to punch Gamzee's mangy clown ass into next week someday, she needed to understand what he was getting at.
Aaaand, she apparently had time on her hands. Hopefully Feferi hadn't listened in on her little rant the other day and been a closeted clown fan. Finding Feferi's inbox had taken a little work, but she'd managed it.]
Feferi, was it? I think we talked when we were bodyswapped. I'm Samantha. I was hoping, if you had a minute, you might be able to help me with something. I heard a word the other day, and I think it was supposed to be a troll one, but I don't think I know what it means. Could you explain what a Moyreel is? [Moirail, but it's not like she actually knew the word yet, so a horrible pronunciation wasn't too surprising.
[Luckily the mispronunciation is close enough to a fish pun of how the word would actually be pronounced that she understands it. And, always willing to sit down and have a feelings jam, her response is bright and perky.]
Sure! A moirail is the pale romance quadrant! When you're moirails with someone, you're fated to look out for them. You keep them under control and pacify them when you have to.
[That word came out a few decibels too high, to be honest. The level of shouting certainly indicated how shocked someone was (along with misunderstanding troll concepts of romance.).]
So... those this is like some sort of friends with benefits keeping each other from catching hell sort of crap?!? Oh lord, well I suppose that explains a lot.
[There's a grunt. She really didn't want to kick Karkat's ass. He hadn't hurt her, after all, and she hated getting people involved in her fights who didn't belong. This was between she and Gamzee, nobody else.]
They're screwing, doing the horizontal lambada, having sex. That's what people who are romancing do, isn't it? I mean, why would you just call playing backup and conscience a romance?
W-what? [She sounds flustered, now--and she's glubbing a lot as a result.] Oh my gosh, no, you wouldn't do that with your moirail! That's not the right quadrant at all!
Quadrant? What do you mean quadrant? You're not making any sense, though I suppose that could just be alien biology at work here anyway. but, why don't you try again. Let's start with quadrants...
[She could already feel it. She wasn't going to like this.]
Okay. There are four quadrants--that's why they're called quadrants! Matespritship and moirallegience are redrom--based on pity, and auspisicism and kismesissatude are blackrom--based on hate. You'd only ever do anything like what you were talking about in the concupiscent quadrants, not the conciliatory ones!
[That was, arguably, one of the most confusing things that she had ever heard in her life.]
You people romance other people by hating them? So, say, if someone clubs you over the back of your head after the two of you are shouting at each other for a half hour... that's flirting?
What do you mean, hate each other in the right way? There's nothing platonic about bashing me over the head or my wanting to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. I want him on his knees!
[The sound that came from the other end was like a near constant sputtering. It went on for almost thirty seconds. Samantha tried to parse what was being said, as if the very thought that she'd been unintentionally flirting with Gamzee had never entered her mind. And yet, it changed nothing about the fact that she still wanted to beat the troll up. Finally, after a moment, she managed to ask something, that might confirm what was said.]
Is it ... possible that, if someone started doing that... flirting with a kis...whatever, and well, they had a Moirail, would it be normal for a moirail to try and keep them from beating the crap out of each other to keep them out of trouble?
That would be more what an auspistice does, if the kismessitude is really just them trying to kill each other or something. A moirail should encourage their moirail to fill their other quadrants. [There's a pause, and she hums thoughtfully.] If the kismessitude was making my moirail get totally out of control, though, I might try to step in, even if it was just to try and get them to find an auspistice!
[She rubbed her fingers through her hair and shook her head.]
Fuck, I really stepped in it. Some of what you're saying's what he said. He was saying this would get totally out of control. I just want to pay that stupid freaking clown back. I don't want to kill him. Why would I want to kill him. He didn't kill me, after all. That freaking clown's just asking for a beating's all.
And now it's like I've started a damned love triangle from hell. Or what the hell am I doing? I just want to punch someone's lights out. It shouldn't be this freaking complicated, Christ!
Well it sounds like it's just platonic, to me! But if Gamzee's moirail is saying things will get totally out of control, I think you should listen. A moirail is supposed to know about that stuff--and with my ex-moirail, when he got out of control he was making plans for genocide.
[The eye-rolling can probably be heard in her tone.]
[She growled and ran her fingers through her hair. This was a whole other level she hadn't banked on. It was just a grudge, and yet now there was this whole romantic side. She grunted and shook her head.]
It's easy for him to say. I'm the one that got wanged. I handle my problems, and I don't like other people stepping in and interfering. Freaking stupid clown. He's so irritating!
Genocide? Well, that rules Tavros out. He's a teddy bear with horns.
I don't blame him, and I really don't want to fight him too. Hell, if it weren't for that freaking clown I'd actually have said I didn't mind Karkat that much. He's just in my way from an ass kicking.
Ugh. Fuck it. I still plan to kick that son of a grub's ass. It's happening one way or another. I'm stubborn about these things, one way or another.
Look, since apparently I'm maybe stepping into some other emotions, is there anything I need to keep in mind? Especially finding a way to deal with this without getting in a fight with Karkat.
When it comes to Karcrab, there's not much you can do if he wants to meddle! But I really don't think getting in a fight with Gamzee is a good idea. What happened anyway?
Bastard stalked me in a mirror maze. We shouted at each other. he giggled, honked and wanged me hard enough to knock me out cold. I want me some payback.
[Feferi winces sympathetically, even if Samantha can't see it.] He's been acting so fishy here, that's why I don't think it's a good idea! I think something must have happened later, after I died, because he was never like that before.
Gamzee was his problem, and something about shoving shadows in my protein hole if I started something, heh. What you'd expect from a friend, really. And death is pretty much hell, however you cut it. Nobody should have to die twice.
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That left her Sollux, who she really only knew of via Roxy, and Feferi, who she'd spoken to once. There was a word that had been nagging (Ok, several words, but most of that just seemed to be a nearly impossible misapprehension of the english language so common to trolls) at the back of her mind. She'd assumed it was some odd word for 'bodyguard,' but she was less sure at this point. And, if she was going to plot behind Karkat's back to punch Gamzee's mangy clown ass into next week someday, she needed to understand what he was getting at.
Aaaand, she apparently had time on her hands. Hopefully Feferi hadn't listened in on her little rant the other day and been a closeted clown fan. Finding Feferi's inbox had taken a little work, but she'd managed it.]
Feferi, was it? I think we talked when we were bodyswapped. I'm Samantha. I was hoping, if you had a minute, you might be able to help me with something. I heard a word the other day, and I think it was supposed to be a troll one, but I don't think I know what it means. Could you explain what a Moyreel is? [Moirail, but it's not like she actually knew the word yet, so a horrible pronunciation wasn't too surprising.
Time to cross fingers.]
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Sure! A moirail is the pale romance quadrant! When you're moirails with someone, you're fated to look out for them. You keep them under control and pacify them when you have to.
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[That word came out a few decibels too high, to be honest. The level of shouting certainly indicated how shocked someone was (along with misunderstanding troll concepts of romance.).]
So... those this is like some sort of friends with benefits keeping each other from catching hell sort of crap?!? Oh lord, well I suppose that explains a lot.
[There's a grunt. She really didn't want to kick Karkat's ass. He hadn't hurt her, after all, and she hated getting people involved in her fights who didn't belong. This was between she and Gamzee, nobody else.]
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[She could already feel it. She wasn't going to like this.]
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[That was, arguably, one of the most confusing things that she had ever heard in her life.]
You people romance other people by hating them? So, say, if someone clubs you over the back of your head after the two of you are shouting at each other for a half hour... that's flirting?
[She was now green, just a little bit.]
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Is it ... possible that, if someone started doing that... flirting with a kis...whatever, and well, they had a Moirail, would it be normal for a moirail to try and keep them from beating the crap out of each other to keep them out of trouble?
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Fuck, I really stepped in it. Some of what you're saying's what he said. He was saying this would get totally out of control. I just want to pay that stupid freaking clown back. I don't want to kill him. Why would I want to kill him. He didn't kill me, after all. That freaking clown's just asking for a beating's all.
And now it's like I've started a damned love triangle from hell. Or what the hell am I doing? I just want to punch someone's lights out. It shouldn't be this freaking complicated, Christ!
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[The eye-rolling can probably be heard in her tone.]
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It's easy for him to say. I'm the one that got wanged. I handle my problems, and I don't like other people stepping in and interfering. Freaking stupid clown. He's so irritating!
Genocide? Well, that rules Tavros out. He's a teddy bear with horns.
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Moirails are sort of supposed to interfere, though, so you can't blame them too much!
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Ugh. Fuck it. I still plan to kick that son of a grub's ass. It's happening one way or another. I'm stubborn about these things, one way or another.
Look, since apparently I'm maybe stepping into some other emotions, is there anything I need to keep in mind? Especially finding a way to deal with this without getting in a fight with Karkat.
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