>Kanaya: Regain Sense Of Identity

[chastesaw]

[916 Bilko Boulevard, Action]

*It's very early in the morning, when all good human children should be sleeping soundly. Except that if, for whatever reason, you're walking through the halls in the dead of night, you might hear very troubled sounds from within Kanaya's room. It sounds like she's having a nightmare - an extremely vivid nightmare.

But even if you aren't in the hallways late at night, you might definitely hear it when the nightmare murmurings build to a frightened, panicked yelp - followed immediately by a crashing sound.

Kanaya is now lying on the floor of her bedroom, startled awake by falling out of her bed. ...what's also startling is that her hands are gray now when she looks at them. And she has horns again on the top of her head. Kanaya is once again a troll, meaning she now actually looks like she does in her icons. Oh, and now she'll have terrible nightmares every night without sopor.

If you come into the room you might find her looking at herself in the mirror or sitting in bed hugging her knees to her chest because she really doesn't want to fall asleep again.*

[Voice, Later]

I must admit I found the whole thing dubious, but it looks like this town is just as capable of restoring to us that which it took away, as much as it was capable of taking it in the first place. It's kind of a relief to have my troll body back, though I imagine I'll earn more stares from passersby as I go about everyday business.

In an altogether unrelated question, does anybody have an idea where one might come to acquire sopor slime? Say, enough to fill a small recuperacoon?

Comments

[chastesaw]

I'm not wrong, Karkat. You're our leader, and really I think you're easily the most suited for that role amongst our group of cohorts, but that also means knowing when to delegate matters to others, because you have other things you need to consider.

Do you think you can do everything? Do you have so little faith in the rest of us that you believe it should be your job to deal with every last crisis on your own?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Of course I have faith in you.

But they trusted me. I don't think I have to tell you how much that... [He trails off, uncomfortable expressing that outloud even to Kanaya.]

I haven't really done anything right. You can't tell me that doesn't matter.

[chastesaw]

Then you ought to let us have some responsibility for what happens. Because we place our trust in you, that doesn't mean any of us expects you to do everything. You are our leader, and as such are concerned with larger matters than minutiae.

Whether you believe that you haven't done anything right isn't important, because I don't believe you've necessarily anything wrong, either. You have been faced with difficult decisions and you have acted to prevent disaster as well as you were able.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[No, that's not right. He should have been able to do more. If this was the best he was able to do, then he's just worthless with no hope of ever changing that, and he doesn't want to believe that.

But he knows Kanaya won't appreciate that perspective, and he doesn't want to argue about this.]

Maybe you have a point.

[chastesaw]

I certainly have a point, and you aren't just saying that so I'll drop the matter, are you?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

...Maybe.

[chastesaw]

Then a compromise, perhaps.

I'll let the matter drop, provided you agree to discuss it openly and frankly with me at a later date. A pile may be involved.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Yeah, okay.

[He doesn't really want to talk about it, but he'll agree anyway.]

[chastesaw]

If it helps, I think you'd be a very good moirail.