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>Tyzias: get pestered
TIRONA: TYZIAS
TIRONA: H33Y .
TIRONA: TYZIAS
TIRONA: TYZIAS
TIRONA: H33Y
TYZIAS: wwwwhat
TIRONA: DID YOU H33AR. NEW COWORK33R
TYZIAS: i'mmmm fully awwwware
TYZIAS: arent you supposed to be mmmmaking mmmmore propaganda for trizza
TYZIAS: get back to doing that
TIRONA: NO BUT DID YOU H33AR
TYZIAS: hear wwwwhat.
TIRONA: TH33Y'R33 SUPPOS33D TO B33 TOP OF TH33IR F33ILD
TYZIAS: wwwwowwwie.
Tyzias goes back to clicking on her keyboard, taking a sip of water from her cup.
tyzias couldn't give even half of a shit about what was going on with new co workers or such. she was doing what she did best: working.
the door creaked open and another nuisance ran in.
TEGIRI: TYZIAS HO/Y FUCK NEW COWORKER
TYZIAS: wwwwhy are you twwwwo over here. i never invited either of you
tegiri takes this as an open opportunity to rant about whatever dumb shit he's been watching.
TEGIRI: DO YOU THINK THEY'// /IKE EAST A/TERNIAN FI/M? IVE BEEN CATCHING UP ON TRO// GURREN /AGAN
TIRONA: TH33Y'R33 PROBABLY WAY COOL33R THAN THAT
as tegiri is about to respond, the sound of a door opening from another room clicks- Tirona and Tegiri nearly bolt out of their spots, and a few seconds later a very grumpy Tagora walks past her door muttering something about "beauty sleep *_____"
Tyzias rolls her eyes, gets up, and follows.
a girl is standing in front of the doorframe.
there are red blotches smeared across her face that are too light and too textured to be blood- her next best guess would be chalk?
she is licking the doorframe.
top of the field. huh.
STELSA: HELLO TERZI DEAR IT'S SO NICE TO WELCOME A NEW TROLL INTO THE OFFICE
TEREZI: Y43H Y43H WH4T3V3R
TEREZI: 4R3 YOU GO1NG TO 34T TH4T
STELSA: UM
STELSA: MY LIPSTICK?
TEREZI: D1D 1 FUCK1NG STUTT3R
Stelsa, confused, gives the girl her lipstick. she responds by eating it whole.
TIRONA: HOLY SHIT
Tirona, now enthralled with this lipstick eater, now extends her hand.
TIRONA: I'm Tirona
Terezi turns around and accidentally whacks Tirona in the head with her cane, which looks... eerily familiar to Tyzias. the cane, not the concussion.
TEREZI: H3LLO
she robotically turns her head towards tegiri, and inhales.
TEREZI: YOU SM3LL L1K3 OL1V3 BLOOD
Tegiri freezes, like he's just been caught doing something.
TEGIRI: No,
Terezi , ignoring his stutters, turns to tyzias and tagora in turn.
TEREZI: W3LL
TEREZI: WHO 4R3 YOU LOS3RS
TYZIAS: i'mmmm Tyzias
the girl scrunches her face up at Tyzias' accent.
TYZIAS: wwwwhat
TEREZI: NOTH1NG
TEREZI: YOU JUST SOUND L1K3 TH1S DOUCH3B4G V1OL3T 1 KNOW
the room goes silent.
TAGORA: im sorry
TAGORA: you socialize with what caste now. *______
did she just talk about a violet like they were a rust blood? you can't do that. right. right?
TEREZI: 4R3 YOU GONN4 34T TH4T
Stelsa, who was silently taking out another lipstick from her bag, freezes.
STELSA:
STELSA: OF COURSE NOT MY DEAR HERE HAVE IT ALL YOU'D LIKE
she sort of tosses the lipstick in the blind troll's direction. she grabs it out of thin air and shoves a paper coated in glitter towards tyzias' hands.
TEREZI: YOU PROOFR34D TH3 P4P3RS RIGHT
TYZIAS: yes
TEREZI: DO M1N3
the paper was written in chalk, with large bite marks taken out of it here and there. glitter coated the paper in a thick layer.
she skims the page.
this is the most detailed and well-written paper she's ever read.
she turns to ask Terezi a question, but she's already disappeared around the corner.
the rest of the trolls stare at the wake she's left, looking on in a mix of horror and amazement.
TIRONA: I call b33ing h33r fri33nd