The majority of Gamzee and Jarren's evening, was spent with the smaller of the two, chasing after the taller all over the damnable town. Until the half-shaved troll was able to convince the Capricorn to sit down in some crummy diner with rusted tables and uneven pictures zig-zagging the walls, and eat. Barely a word passed between them as they chewed through some over-cooked burger's and stale fries. Gamzee was lost in his thoughts, and Jarren was making sure he didn't go off on a killing spree. Shit, he wasn't even sure what the Fuck had happened. Clearly, the psychic freak show knew Gamzee, and Gamzee seemed to know him. But nubby didn't seem to give two shits about the Capricorn, even though the highblood hinted at knowing him too. This whole mess was one, giant clusterfuck.
When Gamzee was calm enough that Jarren could talk to him without being snapped at, they headed back to the college dormer. Both of their cell phones were filled to the brim with text from acquaintances and friends wondering where they were, but none of them were answered. When they eventually returned to their block, and each got comfortable on their own, individual beds, Gamzee finally began to talk. About how he knew Karkat and Sollux, about why his reaction had been so strong, and about why he was having trouble letting this situation be.
And that was how they spent the night.
The next morning, they had a game plan. Well, Gamzee had a plan, Jarren thought he should just drop it and move on with his life. But now at least, he knew why the Capricorn was beginning to obsessed over it. Moirails, Fuck. How had the angry munchkin, and Gamzee, occupied a quadrant? Jarren just couldn't see it. But if the two had been true Moirails, then why the hell didn't nubs recognize his old diamond partner? He didn't know Karkat, but if what Gamzee was saying was true, then his so called vibe wasn't off, and something was wrong. Not that Jarren cared at all, he just didn't want to be living with the Capricorn if he was going to start a mope fest... or worry about getting clubbed in his sleep.
None-the-less, Gamzee had made up his mind. The pair headed for the Mess Hall, where they were going to meet up with a few friends. One of which, had volunteered to help the Lord Highblood, with his Grand Master Plan.
They rounded the corner of Anderson Hall (one of the many building on campus), and made their way toward a large domed building, that served as SkaiaU's cafeteria. Out front, on an equally circular lawn, trolls and humans of many kinds, were enjoying the nice weather of the morning, eating breakfast and socializing with one another. One particular bench, beneath the shadeof an old oak tree, was laden with trolls. While this wasn't necessarily unusual, one only had to glance at their eyes, to see they were all highbloods. With only one or two midbloods at the lowest present. It was that table, that Jarren and Gamzee headed towards.
"There you guys are! Naughty boys! Keeping a looooovely lady waiting!" A song like voice reached them, and from the crowd, a graceful little figure leaped out, giving a twist as she did so, and all but dancing towards them. She had almond shaped eyes, and a round but feminine face that was framed nicely by arched bangs. The rest of her hair, sat on a high pony tail and was long; flowing all the way down to her knees. Everything about her was dainty and subtle. From the lightest of movements, to the grandest of gestures.
"Hey T-Sis, good fuckin' mornin', blab blab and shit, where's mah coffee?"
T-Sis, or Tansis rather, gave a small pout in Jarren's direction, her sapphire eyes large as they looked up into his violet, "Oh, Jar, I'm sooooo sorry. I was just have so much fun greeting our friends, I completely forgot!" Jarren, blinked down into those big ole doll eyes and swore under his breath. Growling out it was no big deal, he grumbled his way towards the cafeteria. Once he was out of earshot, a sweet smile pulled at Tansis' lips, before she turned to face Gamzee. Her dark red and white dress flowing with the movement. "Goooood morning Gam! "
Gamzee grinned down at the little female blueblood, chuckling at how easily she had diffused Jarren. They had learned long ago that the male had a weakness for a pretty face. "Hey Sis, early rise greetings. You motherfucking settled?"
"Yup! Vallus and I are aaaaall moved in and unpacked! But that's the boring stuff!" And at that, her sweet smile turned wider, her eyes all but gleaming, "Tell me all about this yellow blood you want me to talk to!"
The aforementioned yellow blood was on his own now, after the massive fight that had him and Karkat screeching at eachother all night and left both of them exhausted, Karkat had refused to leave the apartment to go check out the library after Sollux's attempt at peace keeping in the form of a request that they go check out the campus.
So now he sat alone in the library, several books floating around him as he made himself comfortable on one of the many little bean bags set in circles at random around the damn room. There was a frown on his face, and a tired look to his eyes. Karkat had actually slept last night, worn out and angry from the situation, and Sollux made it a strict rule to never sleep when karkat was going to. Usually nothing happened except for a few bad nightmares here and there… but sometimes, shit went down, and he'd rather not dwell on those situations. He would still be angry at the mutant blood, if he wasn't so grateful that the night had been rather peaceful save for some tossing and turning.
The current book in his lap was one for advanced physics, he had to take that class as a prerequisite, it was all really easy stuff but hey, studying never hurt anyone, besides, classes started in a day or two or whatever, he hadn't really memorized the calander, usually Karkat was the one to remember dates and such.
And thanks to this book, he didn't notice he was being approached.
There was little sign or warning. One moment Sollux was alone, and the next he simply... wasn't. Tansis spun from one isle with nothing but soft steps and a dancer's fluidity, easily stepping around some of the books and things of the such scattered about. Before, with a quick twist and bend of the knee's, she plopped down on one of the bean bag chairs. She folded her legs around the crunch of cloth and plastic, leaned towards Sollux, then propped one elbow on the bubbled up bag's cushioning, resting her cheek in the palm of that arm's hand.
"Hellooooo there, Mr. Captor," she purred to the male, the corner of her painted lip's turning up at a small smile, followed by the rise of one finely trimmed and already arched brow.
Sollux tensed up instantly, a snarl crossing his lips as the books floating around him suddenly began to spark and shift, the red-blue glow around them getting all the more clear, and instead of remaining steady, they were shaking. He looked at the highblood, a very unkind look on the psionics user's face, and an even more unkind tone seeping from his lips. "The fuck do you want?"
"Ooooo, someone's having a bad day! Come now silly boy, no need to be rude to someone you just met. You could give a lady the wrong impression," she was all but cooing at this point, those sapphire eyes all but gleaming, "So you're a psionic, huh? How... cute. I hear they can be killer on your pan thooooough," she giggled a bit at that, her laugh song-like, and that gaze of her's not straying from the lowblood before her.
A short snarl escaped from between those mismatched teeth of his. "I don't have any interetht… interest in talking to you" And with that, he stubbornly looked back to the book floating in front of him, eyes hard as stone beneath those glasses he wore. He didn't pay any mind to her comment on his pan, because it was simply none of her damn business.
The change was quite subtle, and hardly noticeable, more than likely escaping Sollux since he was looking away. Nothing in her manner changed, just one single thing. Her eyes narrowed just slightly. Before she gave what sounded like a small chirp, and glanced away, "What a shaaaaame, and here I thought I could help you to safety from at least 80% of the school's highblood's from swarming you and your little friend, after the way you treated our sweeeeet little leader. Oh, by no order of him of course, but I'm afraid we are quite petty you see! It would just simply be a shaaaaame. What room are you and he in again? Twelve? ... Sixteen? ... Oh yes!" and at this little word, she leaned just an inch further towards him, "Fooooour?"
Sollux was on his feet in less than a second, face twisted in rage as all of the books dropped, and that glow surrounded Tansis instead, Or rather, her hands, lifting her up into the air and redirecting her against the wall, as he quivered. "You wouldn't fucking dare" He seethed, his entire body quivering in rage now as the book shelves around them seemed to quake, it was taking all he had to not crush this stupid bitch right then and there. "What the hell do you want from us?!"
The barest hint of a chirp came from Tansis, as she was held to the wall as if she were on a culling fork... that soured her mood very quickly, even after the lowblood's demand. Silence came from her for several minutes as she simply hung there, looking down upon him with that still too-sweet look. "Some manner's for one filth blood, at this rate, you'll piss off the wrong troll and get culled before the cycle ends." and at this, her eyes did narrow dangerously. "As for what I want, I want nothing from you. But since you are behaving like a bitch and won't speak to GamGam, then he has to send us to find out what happened to the little nuisance your fondle over like a cute little cockroach."
"I'll give manners to those who fucking deserve them, highblood or not" Sollux spat back, before he seemed to calm down, dropping Tansis slowly. Afterall, getting killed was not in his best interest. "I won't speak to him because he didn't want to fucking talk to me, or any of us. I know exactly what he wants to talk about but tell him it's too little, too fucking late. There's no point in talking to him now because it won't change jack shit except for maybe sating his curiosity. And for all I care, he can let it just sit in his brain and poke at him for the rest of his long, shitty life"
"Oooooh, it won't concern him for that long, I'm sure!" and at that, her smile simply grew, knowingly. Eluding to something she skipped happily over to continue on the subject at hand, "Though, let me put it this way so you can understand, Grouch. It concern's him now, and that's enough reason for us. Which means, until he finds out what's going on with his ex-little shit infested moirail, none of us will be leaving you alone. Besides, he has his moments, but Gam might surprise you. Miracles and all that," she purred.
She might as well have told him he was fucked up his wastechute if he denied. And oh god he wanted badly to, but it wouldn't stop, it would just get worse. He wondered if Karkat would be able to handle moving to another school again?! He didn't think so, not so soon, and not after that fight, he'd run off or flat out refuse to leave and Sollux didn't want to resort to force, he hated having to get violent even if he did sometimes.
Maybe he should just see gamzee, as much as he didn't want to. It'd be easier than getting followed around, but what the fuck would he tell the highblood when he hardly even knew what the problem was? And why did gamzee even care anyway, he had left everyone. No, that wasn't right, he left *karkat* his fucking moirail, everyone else could have done just fine without him. And now that things were somewhat stabilizing he thought he could just waltz back in? The very idea of gamzee helping made his yellow colored blood boil harshly, so it was with great disdain, that he slowly nodded his head. "Fine, I'll talk to him"
"Wonderful! Now, would you pretty please unhand me the rest of the way, so I can give you his number? You know, before you actually manage to piss me off?" she chirped sweetly, giving an experimental twist as she did so, testing the psionic binding's, and raising one brow in an innocent gesture.
Sollux thought for a long minute, before he released Tansis the rest of the way, and shook his head. "No, if he wants to talk to me, he can come and do it right now, I'll be waiting right fucking here" And with that, he sat back down into the bean bag chair, stubbornly picking up one of the books he dropped when he had picked up Tansis.
The she troll gave her shoulders a roll and experimental movement, before her hands interlocked behind her back and she stared at Sollux for a moment. Then, another charming purr rolled from her lips, "You make demands like a highblood, it's adorable actually. But fine, I'll tell GamGam, try to play civilized won't you?" With a light giggle, Tansis gave a single spin, before she moved away on those same light feet, blowing a kiss the male's direction, before vanishing once more among the shelves.
Sollux seemed to ignore her statements as she left, a harsh look on his face as he waited for the highblood to show up. Fuck, he just knew this was going to give him a massive headache, if not get him outright killed by the other bastards who seemed to worship the ground that asshole walked on just because of his blood color, ridiculous.
But he kept his word, keeping where he was, much more tense and frustrated than before he'd been interrupted.
It didn't take long. Tansis had her phone out before she even made it out of the Library, and by the time she did make it to the front doors, Gamzee was already within sight. The two Highbloods paused, exchanging brief words with one another, Tansis noting that the Capricorn was under the influence of a fresh dose of sopor, Gamzee commenting on her disshelved state and 'uneasy vibes', before they parted ways.
The Library itself was rather large, containing both books and logs for human and troll interest. Honestly? Gamzee did get turned around a few times, but he was going to get answers about Karkat, and the fact alone didn't let him be deterred. Even if they weren't moirails now, there was still an underlying bond, something even pain couldn't entirely break. Some said your pale quadrant wasn't by choice; it was genetic, meant to be. Gamzee didn't know about that, but he did know that even after all these sweeps, Karkat's welfare was still a incredibly important thing.
A few left turns, and the Capricorn finally found the place he had been searching for. The troll included. The highblood skipped right over the awkwardness factor, and when straight to business. Because clearly, according to Sollux, there was only one side of the story. Gamzee was fine with that; it wasn't like he would explain it to the lowblood, even if he would ask, "Hey motherfucker."
Sollux didn't jump, didn't shift to face the Capricorn, just stayed where he was, half sunk into the same shitty bean bag chair. His eyes glanced Gamzee's way just once, before focusing on the ground again. "Just ask whatever questions you need so I can be done with this"
"Seriously bro, I gotta form words about inquiries your already informed about?" Gamzee rumbled, glazed eyes blinking unevenly at Sollux for only a heartbeat, before he turned. Slow, stuttering steps, guided the Capricorn past the cushiony chairs, and towards one book case set off slightly to one side. "Whatever settles your gut motherfucker. What issue is there with Karbro?"
Sollux actually scoffed, crossing his arms as the book in front of him seemingly threw itself back towards the shelves, landing perfectly in its appointed spot before the glow around it subsided. "And that's the million dollar question isn't it?" He asked, before he frowned again. "You're going to have to be more specific than that, because there are a lot of them"
The highblood paused at that, sending a questioning glance Sollux's way, before indigo eyes slid back over to the book shelves. He hesitated then, brows furrowing as he tried to focus onto one thing in fogged mine, thick with a fresh green haze and the ghost of multiple thoughts. "... Karkat didn't pass recognition over me?" he spoke it like a question, though there was some uncertainty to it. As if he wasn't sure that what he said qualified as an inquiry.
"No, he didn't, because in his mind, he's never met you, never talked to you, never so much as seen you" Sollux clarified, scrunching up his face as if he had just eaten something disgusting. "He wouldn't recognize Aradia, he won't recognize Equius, or Ff or Nepeta or any of them. Fuck, when I found him, he didn't even know who I was"
Disbelief pushed at the edges of the Capricorn's pan as soon as Sollux got through the first sentence. Karkat... just all up and forgot about everyone?
"Motherfuck how... hold up bro, reverse. 'Found'? As in, Karkat was navigationally undiscovered?"
Sollux went quiet, considering ending the conversation right there, but for some stupid reason, he kept going.
"Yeah, as in, for over half a sweep he was gone, just… gone. Like you were. Except for the fact that there were piles of blood in his block when I checked. I thought He was dead; all of us looked for fucking weeks, but nothing, no goddamn sign of him. And then out of the blue he turned up again at my doorstep just screaming, and then he collapsed, and when he woke up, he had no idea who I was or where he was or how he got there"