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An amused grin spreads across unpainted black lips as Vriska kneels down to poke at the body in front of her. Long wavy hair pooled unceremoniously around her head and horns which go straight up and curve in a tight coil at the ends. A blue ribbon lay forgotten on the floor a few feet away. Navy blood dribbles out of her forehead where a single die sit imbedded into her skull, glowing a faint red.

"Who knew it would actually work to put the power of death in our weapons." Vriska chuckles to herself reaching out to grip her Die and yank it out with a sickening sound, blood splattering around wide opened solid Navy eyes of the body.

"Vriska, we're supposed to be searching for the safest route not playing with dead gods." Bright blue eyes turn an unamused glare to the other god on her team.

A dramatic sigh escapes her lips before she rolls her eyes. "Of all the gods I don't understand why they had to pair me with you Equius. You're no fun."

Equius looks to the side rubbing at his neck with a towel before stuffing it back in his pocket. "It's because you need me to bend the bars of the cells."

"Yeah yeah yeaaaaaaaah. I knoooooooow! We're the big bad rescue team here to save all your prisoners from haaaaaaaarm." Sarcasm laces her voice as she pockets her Die and shoves the body over to divest it of it's leather coat. "That doesn't mean I can't have a little fun while I do it."

Equius watches her put the coat on and angle this way and that to see how it looks. "I just think it's best we get this over with quickly before others come."

"What are you skaaaaaaaared?" She snorts grinning again before ripping a belt off the body and putting it on. "I'm just getting some essentials! Who know when we're going to need more weapons?" She leans down picking up two golden short swords and shoving them through the loops attached to the belt.

Equius pulls his towel out and rubs the sweat away from the side of his face and clears his throat. "You're right. But what about the coat? It's not useful at all."

Vriska laughs and turns to start walking down the hall. She reaches in her pocket and pulls out 8 dice before stopping at the end of the hall and throwing them to see which direction they say is the luckiest. "Fashion is always useful Equius. Don't you know anything about women?"

That's it! The battle chapters are going to be mostly super short so advanced warning!
Also I have decided to take fantrolls up until I tell you otherwise so if you still want a character in the story feel free to pop me a description with your vote and I'll be happy to kill them!
Today's fantroll is Urania Notaia by AO3 user sylphofbreath. Thank you!

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