Done under Pressure of the Dome--||Fandom/Homestuck roleplay

[Underdrag]

The sound of a person tripping on unconscious, strewn about trolls came from the other room.

[Tricksters]

He groaned and lifted his head again,
which was really starting to make his neck
sting. He pushed himself up onto his
elbows. "Hello?"

[Underdrag]

Wisdom burst in, frantic. " Why haven't you pulled the arrow out of her?!" He hissed, going over and kneeling next to her. He winced. The arrow was in her shoulder, in the little gap between the arm socket and the arm. " Curse my good aim..."

[Tricksters]

"Does it look like I care if she dies?"

[Underdrag]

" Hey! At least she would care if you died!" He hissed, then started trying to remove the arrow. It was really wedged in there.

[Tricksters]

He scoffed. "Yeah like that's likely in this universe."

[Underdrag]

" I've never seen her hate a person!" He hissed, finally yanking it free. He huffed. " Also, why are there unconscious trolls in the other room?"

[Tricksters]

He laughed loudly. "NEVER HATE A PERSON DO
YOU EVEN NOW HER?" he sighed, answering his
question. "I knocked one out, the other is asleep,
I have no idea what the other guy is doing."

[Underdrag]

" Well, the only time she said she hated someone was when she was taking some medicine that made her dumb, like laughing gas or something..." He huffed, shrugging. " So... Should you tie that other guy up or what?"

[Tricksters]

He stared past him for a moment.
The tic-tacs. Right. He sighed.
"Sure, might be for the best until he snaps
to."