A/N: Well. Seventeen views are better than none, correct? I wonder if it counts my own...
Eridan's PoV
You panted as you leaned against the wall in your respiteblock, letting mother assume what she would whenever she came to check your door to find it locked. Perhaps you would address the issue. You doubted it, though. For now, you let your thoughts run free, talking to yourself under your breath in an attempt to process the influx of new information.
"so she saww me"
You let out a huff of air. You knew that wasn't the worst of it.
"she saww me an she followwed me an shes goin to discovver me and"
Your breath hitched, and you scowled. It wasn't an unusual expression for you. Especially not recently, with so many unwelcome memories stirred up by your age."and shes goin to kill me"
You let yourself get the thought out of your head. It was impossible not to panic right now. The best you could do, you decided, was fake cluelessness. Maybe they'd decide you were worthy of living if you didn't remember. You knew for a fact that they wouldn't want you alive if they knew otherwise.After a good two minutes, you forced yourself over to your computer. What if they tracked you down while you were using it? What if they messaged you? You decided to ignore the overwhelming feeling of doom for now in favor of logging into Vriskagram.
That's right.
Vriskagram.You'd known for a long time she'd had an ego and a half, but you didn't think others would support it. And you certainly didn't think they'd name other media platforms after themselves after.
You were wrong, naturally. You never really knew any of them. Anything you considered friendship or even something short of it was far lesser than your mind made it seem. It wasn't for lack of trying on their part, so much as yours. And now, again, you were actively trying to push them away from you. The irony struck you in such a way that it left you slightly amused.
There were no messages for you on Vriskagram, aside from the usual comments on your pictures. There were bad ones occasionally, sure, but in general people weren't such dicks on social media here as they were on Alternia. Threats to cull were a lot less potent, and when they were made the effect was largely lost. You were glad for that.
You sighed softly, not entirely relieved. Perhaps Kanaya hadn't found you yet, or merely decided you weren't worth acting on. Neither option was particularly appetizing in your opinion.
You drew yourself up slightly, taking a moment before deciding to switch to your palmhusk so you could use the app as intended. You posed for a photo, but paused before you took it. Say it became popular. Say people started spreading it. Say it became trackable. In the end, you decided you'd rather not risk it at all. You locked the app, going back to your computer to shit around in some online game instead.
Roxy's PoV
You'd done it.
Okay, so maybe you were only halfway to finding anything out about this Ampora dude, but it counted for something, right? You'd confirmed his existence, but for dear sweet Rosey, you'd go the extra mile. Even if the sentiment was only for shits and giggles.You did a quick search for images similar to his most recent identification, and you were pleasantly surprised when you were almost immediately met with a match. You honestly couldn't believe he was obtuse enough to upload the same photo he used for ID.
Or- you wouldn't be able to believe it, had it not occurred to you that he likely never thought anyone would look for him. Nobody had mentioned him much before. Until he was spotted, there would he little reason for him to go under the radar.
You clicked on the photo, to be met with a... rather boring Vriskagram profile. The guy only took photos of himself and his coffee, and even then not even daily. After scouring his profile for any links to other form of social media (and copying down information from those, of course) you opened Pesterchum to message Rose.
-- tipsyGnostalgic started pestering tentacleTherapist! --
TG: k so
TG: i found him
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