Vorron Sowora stood watching out of a window of his impressive hive. He did not consider himself to be an excessive troll, but as a blue-blood, he had certain standards to follow. Not that he really minded that. He would be lying if said he didn’t feel at home here. Both in hive and in status.
He was alone at the moment, although if his kismesis had spokentrue, his subordinates would soon be back. Or maybe they would just report their embarrassing lack of progress over Trollian. Yes, the most likely would do that. Vorron briefly wondered which unfortunate soul they would get to deliver the bad news. Well, no, he didn’t wonder. He already knew, since it was always the same one. Unbeknownst to that group, however, this troll was not the sad individual they could simply get to do just about anything. Morons. A decent blue would have discovered this by now.
He certainly would have, blue or not.
This ‘he’ of course, referred to his obsidian interest. This troll managed to defy the hemospectrum with every breath he took and yet he had managed to slip through the many tendril the blue-bloods had spread out to catch him.
Until Vorron had met him. Vorron was far calmer and more rational than most of his associates and did not put too much weight on the hemospectrum, except as a tool to be exploited. That, too, was not entirely true. He had a style to uphold, but he found he did that better than most.
At the start of the relationship Vorron had discovered that the target of his hate was reckless and arrogant. After trying to exploit these weaknesses he had found that the troll was also extremely clever and creative and he had managed to escape him as well. Vorron had been intrigued from that point onward and his kismesis had not failed to deliver. Granted, he was apparently also very skilled in combat, although the blue-blood did not care for that. Their capacity for violence did not set them apart. Their game did. Therefore, they had come to the silent agreement to keep their relationship peaceful for now.
This is not to say Vorron had not killed. He had, like most still surviving trolls had at this age, killed quite a few. The beauty in killing with style was that, eventually, you did not need to do it anymore. Rather, others did it for you.
Vorron sat back down at his husktop ad saw that someone had contacted him on Trollian.
-- caliginousConstant [CC] began trolling conspiracyShift [CS] --
CC: Hello Vorron!
CC: How Are You Doing?
CS: I suppose I am d0v0ing reasonably well.
CC: That Doesn’t Sound Good At All!
CC: What’s Wrong?
CC: Is This About The lowblood Again?
CS: Yes, it is.
CS: He is frustrating.
CC: Isn’t That Kind Of You Know?
CC: The Point?
CS: I suppose it is.
CC: Tell Me What he Did This Time!
CS: The fact that he manages t0v0 invade my hive constantly is a n0v0sance I have learned t0v0 live with.
CS: But I am getting no closer t0v0 finding anything about him.
CS: In fact, I am taking steps back in finding the location in his hive and I cannot comprehend how this is even possible.
CS: In short, I feel that the relationship has grinded t0v0 a halt.
CC: Are You Still Sending Out The Greens?
CC: Then Maybe You Should Take Things In Your Own Hands!
CC: That Might Make Things Interesting Again!
CS: I d0v0 not feel comfortable going out there on my own.
CS: My hive is where I am in control.
CS: For certain values of ‘control’.
CC: You Really Should Get Out More!
CC: Or You Could Always Break It Off With him?
CS: And I w0v0ld very much prefer it if y0v0 stopped making that suggestion.
CC: Just Keep It In Mind As A Possibility Okay?
CS: So then I sh0v0ld, as y0v0 say, get out more?
CC: You Did Not Just Ask That Question Vorron!
CS: I d0v0 believe I just did.
CC: Ugh You Are Such A Handful Sometimes!
CC: How Do You Manage That While Also Being Incredibly Boring?
CS: I am not boring.
CC: You’re Not Huh?
CC: Tell Me What Did You Do Today?
CS: I did quite a lot actually.
CC: I’ll Bet!
CC: No Doubt Sending Other Trolls After Your fated enemy Was The High Point Of Your Day!
CC: Talk To Someone!
CS: I cannot.
CC: Why Not?
CS: Because I d0v0 not like being ridiculed.
CC: They Do That Anyway!
CC: Why Not Be There And Have The Opportunity To Get Back At Them?
CS: Y0v0 make a convincing argument.
CC: Of Course I Do!
CS: I will consider it.
CC: You Do That!
-- caliginousConstant [CC] ceased trolling conspiracyShift [CS] –
Perhaps she had a point. Vorron had been far too reactionary lately, or always, as the case may be. Then again, that is what he had been taught. If the situation was as it should be, there was no reason to do anything. If it wasn’t, then there was a problem to respond to and deal with. It had worked well, only, yes, things got rather dull because of it.
The one that had taught him now entered his hive. His lusus flew in and perched on his usual location in Vorron’s respiteblock. His lusus was an owl, a nightwatcher, and that’s what he did. He did not move, but simply watched the familiar territory for any changes. No doubt he had just gotten back from a successful hunt. The fact that he had been successful proved that Vorron still had a lot to learn.
His lusus hunted mostly small game, for very good reasons. It was far easier to kill and eat small lusi, so the risk was a lot smaller, if you knew where to find them. Such things required a pair of good eyes and a lot of patience, but the reward always made it worth it.
Of course, that did mean the larger creatures posed a threat, but giving them better targets was had proven to be a very effective strategy. Stay high, show no sign of weakness and be able to defend yourself in case they are foolish enough to chase after you anyway and you will be left alone.
Only Vorron had not mastered this, for his foe managed to slip through his defences constantly and it was starting to really tick him off.
His moirail was right. He would have to do something about this, but first he needed to get some information.
-- conspiracyShift [CS] began trolling carnivoreFrenzy [CF] --
CS: Are y0v0 there?
CF: YEs I Am
CF: YOu HAVe PROBABLy HEARd ALREADy
CS: I have.
CS: And I am very disappointed.
CS: What happened?
CF: THOSe FUCKINg IDIOTs
CF: I TRIEd To TELl THEm
CF: BUt THEy NEVEr LISTEn
CS: He said y0v0 lost him in the alleyway.
CF: We DId
CF: I TOLd THEm THAt He ALWAYs GOEs THERe FIRSt
CF: BUt DId THEy LISTEn
CF: Of COURSe Not
CF: He MIGHt TAKe A DIFFERENt ROUTe THIs TIMe THEy SAId
CF: He NEVEr TAKEs A DIFFERENt FUCKINg ROUTe
CS: And y0v0 failed t0v0 convince them of this, how?
CF: I DONt KNOw
CF: MAYBe THEy DONt TAKe YOu SERIOUSLy ANYMORe
CF: DId YOu EVEr THINk Of THAt
CS: D0v0 y0v0?
CF: HELl YEAh
CF: IVe SEEn WHAt YOURe CAPABLe Of
CF: DONt EVEr DOUBt My LOYALTy To YOu
CS: Perhaps I sh0v0ld pay them a visit.
CS: My moirail keeps telling me t0v0 get out more anyway.
CF: YOu Do THAt
CF: JUSt DONt TELl Me ABOUt It OKAy
CF: ILl ALREADy GEt ENOUGh Of THOSe STORIEs FROm THe OTHERs
CS: D0v0 not worry.
CS: I will not tell y0v0 anything if y0v0 d0v0 not tell them anything either.
CF: YEAh DONt WORRy ABOUt THAt
CF: Im NOt TELLINg THEm SHIt
CS: In return I will leave them operational.
CF: I DONt EVEn WANt To KNOw
-- carnivoreFrenzy [CF] ceased trolling conspiracyShift [CS] --
Vorron did not smile often, but at the moment, he smiled. It was not the kind of smile people liked to see. He got up and left the castle under the watchful eye of his lusus. It was time to hunt some small game.