"Why must we be judged by the color of our blood? Why can we not instead work for a better future, one where we are all equals?" Alsiar listed to the Sufferer's serman with great interest, just as she always did. She was truely moved by his words, for even a 'respected' troll such as herself she thought that the way the highbloods treated the 'lowbloods' was awful. Though she did have a slave of her own she treated her more like a roommate. She only used the slave term for when her cousin wrote to her. 'Northi is just like the rest of us' She thought.
Alsiar snapped back to reality when she noticed the Piioniic standing alittle ways in front of her. She had developed a crush on the mustard-blood. But as it seems, the Sufferer had takin a likeing to the cerulian blooded girl. After the serman, she shyly approached said mutant.
"Umm, e-excuse me." Alsiar began. She looked at the Sufferer "May I speak to you in privet?" The Sufferer's heart beat fast at the thought of being alone with his crush but he didn't let it show. Then he thought, 'Is she going to ask to get closer to me?' At this he blushed slightly, thinking that they could ever be in a red quadrent together.
"Yes, you may." He gave a quick glance at his mother and his friend. "I shall meet you back at camp." Alsiar's face lit up. As they walked away from the girl's small village center, the Sufferer fought the erge to tell her how he felt
"I guess I should start by telling you that I'm a blueblood." Alsiar began. "But please don't think less of me! I hope that you trust me. Even if you never noticed me before." She looked away. 'Is she crazy?!' The Sufferer asked himself. 'I don't care what blood color she has, I'll still love her!' "I belive you can change this world, and the hearts of those ruthless highbloods aswell! Your dreams will become a reality." Alsiar commented. "D-do you trust me?"
"Of course I trust you!"The Sufferer blurted out. "I mean, you haven't given me a reason not to." Alsiar sighed in releif. 'I should tell her. I want her to know.' The sufferer thought. They came to a standstill under a blooming tree.
"I have something to tell you!" They said in unison.
"Ladies first." The Sufferer told the blueblood.
"Ok well, how do I put this.I need some advice. I'm Alsiar by the way." She began. The redblood nodding for her to continue. "I-I really like the Piioniic, but I don't know how to tell him! I fugured since you two are so close I could go to you for advice." The Sufferer was crushed by her words, he turned form her faceing the path infront of him. He took a deep breath, his voice shakey.
"Just tell him how you feel. He likes honesty. He's been feeling quite lonely lately." He started walking away, tears streaming down his face. Alsiar ran up to him.
"Thank you!" She hugged him. Not careing that he wasn't faceing her. She felt something drip onto her arm. "A-are you ok?" The Sufferer pushed her arms off her.
"I'm fine." He walked away, back twords his camp
'How could I be so stupid!?' The Sufferer asked himself. 'I should've known she'd never like me. Heh. Me, a filthy mutant with a troll as beautiful as her.' More red tears fell down from his face. When he got close to his camp, he dried his eyes and cleaned his face. Though he still wore a somber look.
"What's wrong?" The Piioniic asked. The Sufferer simply shot him a glare. Piioniic looked hurt by this. Sufferer knew he shouldn't be mad at his friend. His face softened.
"Just tired from the long walk. I trust I shall see you at dinner?" Sufferer asked.
"Of course my friend." Piioniic replied.
Alsiar walked back to her village alone. She prefered to live in the small quiet village compared to her childhood home in one of the larger towns. By the time she arrived home it was dark and quiet. She knew that not far away the Piioniic, Sufferer, Dolorosa, and some of her other friends where probly haveing dinner at their makeshift camp. She knew where it was for she had visited it many a time to listen to the Sufferer's later sermans, that is if he so chose to do one on that day. Once inside her little hive she decided to take some food to her friend Dolorosa. Though Dolorosa was constently scholding her for bringing them food when they didn't need it, Alsiar felt it only right. After all what are friends for! Just the thought made her recap on her conversation with the Sufferer. 'I wonder what was wrong. was it something I said?' The cerulianblood thought.
She carried two bags of food over the little hills that seperated the village from the camp. Suddenly Alsiar was tackled to the ground, dirt flying into her face. She felt a rock graze her face, blood soon dripping. "Who goes there?!" A gruff voice asked. Alsiar thrust the being off of her. She pulled out her weapon. It was a strange weapon to say the least, the blade wavy but killer sharp, with a hooked end alost like that of a sycle. Alsiar couldn't see anything due to the darkness, she strained to hear the slightest noise to tell her where her attacker was comming from. Nothing. Nothing but the sound of wings. 'So he can fly.' She thought.
"I said, who goes there?!" The voice reiterated. Before Alsiar had the chance to answer, she was tackled to the ground yet again. Her weapon flew out of her hand. This time she was on her back, she knew she was in trouble. Her attacker was stradleing her useing only one hand to hold Alsiar's above her head. "Bad choice, blueblood. Trying to spy on our camp" The voice whispered seductively in her ear. He licked her jawline makeing her shiver beneath him.
"Summoner, what's going on here?!" Anouther voice came from the shadows.
"Just got ourselves a blueblood spy. Don't worry Sufferer, I'll take care of her." 'Sufferer!' Alsiar thought.
"Alright. Just making sure." Sufferer replied. She could hear him start to walk away.
"It's me!" Alsiar exclaimed hopeing that the Sufferer heard her. "It's me, Alsiar!" The blueblood heard the footsteps stop.
"Alsiar! Summoner, get off her. Alsiar, what are you doing out here so late? He could've killed you!" The Sufferer had true worry to his voice.
"I-I was comming to see Dolorosa. I brought food. I'm sorry I've caused so much trouble" She said as she stod up. Alsiar quickly began picking up the food, mainly fruits and vegitables, and put them back in the bags. She then picked up and sheithed her weapon.
"Come on, let's get to the camp." Sufferer said. He could practicly feel his heart beating right out of his chest. "Nitrum, take her bags please." The winged men complied. Alsiar ran up to the Sufferer, tackleing him in an attempt to hug him, their lips crashed together as soon as they landed. Alsiar got off of him.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed a deep blue blush settleing themselves onto her cheeks. The Sufferer got up and walked over to her. 'This is it! I can show her how i feel!' He thought. The Sufferer wraped his hands around her back and pulled her into a kiss. Alsiar's eyes went wide with shock and she pulled away, still in the Sufferer's arms.
"What in the everlovingfuck are you doing!" She exclaimed. She didn't want to beleive it, but she felt right in the Sufferer's arms. He let her go.
"I-I'm sorry, but it's just that I really like you and I've been unable to tell you." The taller troll said. Alsiar ran twoards their camp, finding it easy even in the pitch black of the dark. "Wait!" The Sufferer yelled after her, she didn't listen. "Damnit! UGH! Why the hell did I do that?!" He yelled at himself. Nitrum put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's ok buddy." He said sumpitheticly.
"No it's not Nitrum. She loves Piioniic, she told me so earlier! I just ruined ANY sort of relationship that I could've had with her! I'm such a fucking fool." He fell to his knees, letting his candy tears dance down his face for the seconed time that day.
Hey guys! Thanks for reading, and just for reference Alsiar is my character. She is Chalzi Vrochi's(my main homestuck OC) ancestor.
I do not own Homestuck, Homestuck be longs to Andrew Hussie.