After the blueblood, Equius had pestered Lucian, the indigo felt slightly annoyed. Equius wa gentle at heart but his view on blood was a sickening pain in the back. Poor Lucian had no desire to boss around the troll mostly because of his raging headache that caused tears to come to his eyes. this forced him to wince in pain and imediately shut his eyes. He has had these pains since he was a grub, his lusus, Slinky would usually help until he died one day by a sea dweller's hand, Lucian never forgot that evil grin he wore on his face when he found them. The prince knew nothing of how his Lusus helped his pains but he was alone to deal with them now. sleep usually helped but most of the time he'd wake with a dead lusi in his hands or blood all over him with a partially bare skull of some sort in his arms without a clue what had happened. he fell asleep on his couch forgetting about the recoprecoon altogether.
"Bro... bro wake up" he then opened his eyes to meet a tall troll with tall horns and face paint, did I mention the rat's nest the juggalo called hair?
"what happened?"
"you took a crazy nap brother"
"what makes you say that" Lucian scoffed sarcastically and Gamzee looked over to the hall caked in blood. he followed the clown's gaze and stared wide-eyed and surprised at the amount of fushia blood everywhere.
"Eridan was wondering who would be hunting a shark Lusus like that..." Gamzee trailed off. It was decided Lucian needed help.