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This Is Kanaya Maryams Livejournal
Or It Was But Then It Transformed Into A Dreamwidth When I Wasnt Looking
Im Still Not Entirely Clear On How That Happened

I Have Taken The Courtesy Of Not Speaking In My Blood Color Or The Standard Font To Display Cultural Sensitivity
Though If You Want To Converse In The Fashion To Which I Am Most Accustomed That Would Be Fine
If You Would Like Me Not To Represent My Enunciation Textually That Would Also Be Acceptable Though I Would Prefer Not To All Things Being Equal
It Causes Me Moderate Strain

Anonymous Commenting Is Enabled For The Use Of Anyone Unable To Register An Account Here

They Arent Screened Because That Would Be Somewhat Troublesome For Actually Conducting Conversations With Anonymous Browsers
But The Logging Of Addresses Following The Four-Point Specifications Of This Grubnet Is Off As Well
So I Hope You Are At Comfort

My Profile Contains The Means Of Connecting To Trollian With Me If Desired
Thats All

Comments

[dicey]

[HELLO]

[speakveryclearly]

[HI

Remembr the time this totally wasn't a date

BECAUSE KANAYA DOES

YUP

It's just a nice... little... cozy... French... cafe...]

[dicey]

How did you even find this place? Where did you say we are again?

[speakveryclearly]

It's on a post-scratch Earth. America somewhere. I've lived here - the city, anyway - on occasion.

[Hi there menu... oh right she's a vampire...]

[dicey]

What city?

[speakveryclearly]

I... don't think it was ever decided, but somewhere near Seattle if I had to guess. That's -- around where John lives, and I know he's in the same city.

[dicey]

Do you know him really well, and that's why you chose to live in the same place?

[speakveryclearly]

Something like that. It's more that we ended up gathering in clusters around some of the kids' cities. Karkat and Terezi and you and I ended up here, if I recall correctly.

[dicey]

Ugh. I'm not going to meet them, am I?

[speakveryclearly]

No. We'll probably be alone here. It'd make things too complicated otherwise.

[dicey]

Good to hear! I'm sick of those assholes already.

... Uh, minus my future self, I mean.

[speakveryclearly]

Understandable. [Beat. Taps menu with her finger.]

So, would you feel like eating or not?

[dicey]

Sure. I don't know what a lot of this stuff is, though.

[Vriska is used to two things: processed junk food from Alternia, and whatever can be found to eat in Adstringéndum]

[speakveryclearly]

It does take getting used to...

[it doesn't help that the place is kind of... french...

Points at something with, like, steak in it?]

[dicey]

Meat! Good idea. I'll have the meat.

[speakveryclearly]

Yes. A good idea in a species as sharp-fanged as ours. To be honest I've never ascertained whether or not we're flat-out carniverous. On the one hand our teeth would imply it, on the other our author has shown he doesn't care...

[dicey]

I eat everything. Eeeeeeeeverything.

As long as it doesn't taste like shit.

[speakveryclearly]

That probably is a superior modus operandi.

[Discreet waiter beckon.]

[dicey]

In the city we eat a lot of meat too! We kind of have to. Have youuuuuuuu ever had killer rabbit stew, Kanaya?

[speakveryclearly]

I can safely say I never have. In the asylum we live off cafeteria food generally, and in the other game I'm not exactly concered with sources of that variety anymore...

[dicey]

Oh, right. Blood-sucking!

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah. That. I admit my concerns at times when ranging from indigo to magenta when not feeding from featherbeasts or frogs... it's strange, not having played out feeding in over a month.

[dicey]

Do you have to kill people to do it?

[speakveryclearly]

No, they definitely survive.

[dicey]

Good thing! People in these "games" are surprisingly okay with stuff like that happening in the past, but if you do it there you're screwed.