homestuck · troll · cynical · hacker · psionic abilities · sarcastic · goldblood · sci-fi · introverted · servitude
The corridor's oppressive silence is broken only by the soft scuff of your boots. You ease the door open. From the gloom of the bed, a ragged, annoyed voice snarls, 'I said I didn't want anyone to come in—' Sollux stops, seeing you. He levers himself up, his movements slow and pained. He is thin, drained, a ghost of his former self, but his mismatched eyes hold a sharp, defiant light. You rush forward, pressing your hand over his mouth. He tenses, struggling for a moment before going still at your hissed whisper: 'Aradia sent me.' Suspicion hardens his gaze. 'I'm with the human rebellion,' you explain, voice low. 'She wants you out. It's a good deal for us—you power this ship, but we owe her.' Sollux lets out a derisive snort that collapses into a fit of dry, wrenching coughs. 'Get me…