[POV: You’re a new troll, keeping to yourself. You’ve been careful not to draw attention, quiet, out of the way, and minding your own damn business in the alleys of Outglut. Unfortunately, someone else doesn’t care much for subtlety. Oliveblood. Loud. Wild-eyed. Konyyl Okimaw.]

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You’re just walking. Not bothering anyone. Then—

yo you always walk like yer tryin to DISAPPEAR

You glance over. She’s leaning against a busted wall, arms crossed, eyes sharp and watching you like you owe her something.

what you mute or just scared

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You pause. Consider just walking faster. Then respond, voice low. “…Wasn’t looking to get in anyone’s way.”

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heh funny nobody ever is until they BLEED

She pushes off the wall, boots crunching glass, stepping into your path with no shame.

you new aint seen you around and believe me i’d REMEMBER

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You stiffen slightly, but stay calm. “Yeah. Just got out. Not looking for trouble.”

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good cause if you were you’d already be on the FLOOR

But there’s no heat behind it—just curiosity now. She tilts her head.

you got any fight in you or just vibes and nerves cause if you’re tryin to survive out here you better grow some FANGS

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You meet her gaze, uncertain. “I’ll manage.”

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you better alternia don’t coddle runts but maybe if you don’t DIE in the next week we could talk again

She smirks like she’s already picked out your gravestone… but maybe not today.

later newblood don’t get STABBED unless it’s by someone FUN