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moonlit-trolls · 2 years ago

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Tis The Season

Characters: Ripley, Pietas from @nihoniums-fantrolls and a few NPCS

[ Tried my hand at writing a bit of romance! not too amazing at it but i think this bit is pretty sweet! Docs for your Sake ]

Perhaps in another world, maybe in another time this could’ve worked, but not this time, and not for Ripley. What happened probably was for the best, is what she thought to herself, what would she even do. yeah it was another fuchsia and maybe she could leave and have just a simple life with a simple job or something. But, she knew that no matter what she would be unhappy, she had the reason for being brought back against her will. They both would’ve ended up unhappy if she had not tricked him in the end, pretending a break up might break their heart but, at the very least they’re not dead by underground fleet operatives.

The bright Daylight created this Haze in the filtering windows. It felt horrible but at least it was something to look at while Ripley filed legal papers. In between filing the last legal paper for assault with a deadly weapon, She put her hand under the beam of sunlight. It wouldn’t hurt her, not with the several layers of Dampening that the window had, but it still felt hot, Uncomfortable, but in a strangely good way. As her hand danced under the soft light making shades on the desk below, the door leading to her office room had its handle turned, Damn lack of oil made it creak until it finally opened to reveal Pietas behind it.

That got a groan from Ripley, as she sat back down to look at the troll basically invading her law office… that was technically inside a fleet facility.

— What do you want? — she said, with poison on her tongue — Can’t you see i’m clearing the messes the clients you brought in, got me into. —

All of it was performative of course. Staring at pietas even at the nine feet distance they were from each other within the office was one of her favorite things to happen. They barely spoke to each other lest it be to discuss a client, pietas bringing one in, or On the rare times when you had coffee at the same table. But as your subordinate, she answered.

— Well… First off: Wanna go to the office party? i know you skip happy hour because “Jermin’s voice gives you a headache” but since he retired you still haven’t come. — Of course ripley wouldn’t go. Too many people — But i’m going ‘gainst corp tonight! We have the night off. And they told me to not invite you because you’re kind of a Siphon of happiness… Their words not mine! —

— Subtle pietas… Really subtle — Ripley said, normally she’d be still working while speaking, but maybe it is the feelings of just having left a near-sweep long relationship that makes her feel like just listening.

— Well. I wanted to know if you’d come! — pietas�� voice echoed the office as ripley got up

— Yeah… Sure why not. — Without even giving pets the chance of giving the puppy dog eyes.

Nonetheless pietas closed the door softly, as a — Nice!!! — could be heard from the other side, Small bits of commemoration in the given moment. as she was far from the view of anyone ripley did what there were bets in the corporation if she was even able to. She Smiled and sat back down

Well just out of a relationship, maybe thinking about rebounding wouldn’t be the best idea. but too bad she already began, the only problem is that she doesn’t want this to be a fling, she doesn’t want this to be a one night off, The other problem is that the only ever good relationship she had just ended a day or two ago. What do normal trolls do when they’re matesprits… — Coffee? Maybe pizza, Movies… Making out, ice cream and anything else? — she said with no louder sound than a whisper.

As she got encased in her own thoughts she laid her head down on the desk – What if she says no? I mean it would very well be understandable. look at the bags under my eyes, look at the breath of coffee i have every single morning… What the fuck is going on with me – letting time pass without work was unadvisable but she did it any way. She did it because it would be best to think of better things than to work on the legal fees of a fuchsia who was charged with DIU.

Time, Like the sun on her window felt hazy after it had set, the moonlight draped the streets outside. cold, with the threat of light snowing, and the noise blared from the atrium of the company floor. Ripley shook the bad feelings away, with a heavy cough to fix her voice. She opened the door, and walked out. the noise blared louder, party music n° 37 or something, as if she ever listened to anything that wasn’t on her playlist since she was a teen.

The rails were well polished, the floor felt like glue to keep her in place as her heart started beating faster. Ripley is not used to social interactions, and this was by far one of the largest she ever faced. “Everything is different there. people expect you to talk, there are no turns, no one seems to be wanting to trick you and it’s hard to understand if they’re being genuine.” are the thoughts rushing through her mind, but to walk is to push them away, and with the rails as her handle on reality she walked towards the party in the hallway from her office to the atrium.

Down the stairs, one step at a time. Ripley didn’t stumble as she got into the fray, no battle was being had outside of the one telling that she should simply ditch and go home. But she decided against that a while ago.

Small talk wasn’t her best strength but, it worked, with a hi hello and how are you she was actually speaking with some people until someone grabbed her shoulders from behind

— FUCK what HUH?! — she shouted looking behind at a now startled pietas — He-Hey! Relax ripley! Just me! — Pietas was with the untucked office shirt and suspenders she wore daily. with the addition of little Reindeer Ears and Horns in a headband in front of her actual horns

— God DAMN it you KNOW i don’t like being touched — Ripley said accusatorily

— I know! i know sorry just, party got a bit to me you know — pietas responded with her voice weaker

With a hand through the hair to straighten everything out, Ripley sighed and looked back at the teal — No No. i Get it it’s not every day i come to these things —

Between small talk and little conversation nothing went anywhere, it was an office party afterall, not that she had been to any, legitimately without a clue of anything she drank the punch like it was water, maybe some courage potion could fix her, but it only had her looking worse when trolls started to leave for their hives. she and pietas remained talking

—What. Do you mean you can lift a hundred and eighty pounds?! — ripley looked shocked by the information

— Oh that’s just on a bench press, if we’re talking deadlift I can go to Two Fifty — Pietas said like it was nothing as ripley’s jaw dropped.

— YOU COULD LIFT ME UP WHAT THE FUCK — the pinkblood said loudly, and both drunken minds took it as an invitation. as pietas lifted ripley up with her hands under ripley’s shoulders like it was nothing — Like a couple of' grapes — Thank the messiahs the pink on ripley’s face could be said to be due to the alcohol

After more talking they were left to close and leave. both alcoholized enough to not be able to drive, ripley blurted out the best/worst idea she ever had. — Let’s go to my hive! ‘s closer than yours and we save on the fare! — and. Ripley instantly smacked her own face after that one, she couldn’t make more obvious what she was thinking as Pietas nodded and called their cab. Locking the building up was easy, just the front door the janitors had gotten to everything else. with a cup of punch in her hand standing outside in the soft sheet of white that covered the ground. Ripley chugged the last bit of her drink. The alcohol from all the other cups she drank over the night had basically accumulated at the bottom and it tasted like a kiss from a fireplace. Hot and uncomfortable, but it gave her a bit of courage to think up a plan.

The cab arrived and they went in. windows closed looking at the frost taking over the glass, pietas was smiling as she always was and ripley couldn’t stop staring, her eyes looked like pools that she wouldn’t mind drowning in. her lips were slightly teal because of the cold, as were her cheeks. And nothing could make this better of a night.

As some time passed they stopped in front of Ripley’s hive, an opulent display of the wealth that she had simply for being a fuchsia-blood, The gates had her initials in them which had pietas staring. She opened them and started the walk. The way was frosty but not slippery, clutching her own arms to deal with the cold. Ripley's teeth were chattering while Pietas was just fine, with her sleeves rolled up even. Only to mess with Ripley's head on how amazing the other was.

Fumbling with the keys the door eventually got open as she went in and pulled pietas with. The hive was warmer than the outside, Ripley grabbed the controller for the hive’s temperature and cranked it higher. As she walked deeper towards the kitchen taking her blazer off, pietas followed looking, it was a feeling both shared in thinking the other was the epitome of beauty in the moments they stood together for longer than the passing conversation

— I don’t have anything too good, but there’s wine in the fridge if you want some — Ripley said, lighting the kitchen lights with a clap and getting some water to drink. as pietas got from one of the decorations from the last sweep a santa hat

—Didn’t know you were the festive type! — these words came out alongside a chuckle from both of them — C’mon that’s from the last sweep! — Ripley responded smiling until she looked somber —My ex helped me put that stuff up. — she said, kind of dampening the whole mood as pietas took the chance to lift stuff up — Well I’ll help you put the new ones in and you can forget about that dirtbag! — she said with a smile

Ripley would take a while to forget about that stupid guy who had her heart in clutches and. Feelings were still had but the sentiment was good, leaving someone behind for the good of both is better than nursing a relationship that will never get better. and she knew that, but she could feel sad for what she lost. In either way, at the thought of putting up decorations alongside pietas brought a smile to her face

— Yeah sure. Just don’t let me fall when you’re holding the stairs like when we were putting up the picture frame on my office — she said with another chuckle from both of them

— Well… No time better than now! or, when we’re both less drunk — pietas chimed in before opening the fridge up and taking out leftover pizza — OH HEY, we could Totally eat this and watch a movie. Leftover pizza is better than the one you get on the same day I know that right? — Pietas said again while ripley was drinking her water to hide her face fuck she has a sweet smile, and those reindeer ears don’t make it any less adorable.

Within the hour Ripley had gotten everything together as Pietas was trying to figure out how to use the microwave that the hive had. the buttons weren’t making any sense, the thing didn’t turn on properly everything was so weird.

As the pink-blood came back to the kitchen. snapping her fingers and issuing the voice controlled microwave to heat the pizza for a minute — C’mon you can’t be THAT slow to not have figured it out — Ripley said handing over a pair of lighter clothes to pietas. —Now go change. I already deal with far too much work. I don't need to see you looking like you’re about to give me five clients — Her voice was commanding as she herself was already wearing sweatpants and a looser shirt. With the movement of a light run to the other room, Ripley stared at pietas all the way before putting a cup of coffee for herself. might make the pizza taste funny but she genuinely doesn’t care. as pietas comes back she looks down — Uh… What does the D.J. Stand for, in this? — she pulls Ripley ex’s initials sewn into the shirt. —Don’t, Worry about it! just a random thing that was in when i bought it — she lies before sipping more coffee.

Before they slept on the couch. Ripley mentioned in tired words

— You’re a real ray of sunshine y’know that pietas —

The rest of the night is spent watching a random movie from Ripley's extensive horror movie collection. eating leftover heated pizza, and drinking some more of Ripley's booze. Maybe this wasn’t what she thought it’d be, there’s no heat, no passion, nothing spicy occurring. but it remains somehow better than that.

#Ripley #Testing Scales #<- temporary Ship Name

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