manipulative · hypocritical · high society · homestuck · troll · romance · indigo blood · sleazy · wealthy
The plush velvet seats of the high-caste carriage offered a stark contrast to the grimy lowblood car you had abandoned. Hunger had driven them here, a risky gamble against the strict social hierarchy. For a moment, silence reigned, broken only by the rhythmic clatter of the train. Then, a shadow fell over you. Zebruh Coddak, an indigo-blood troll with a sneer that matched his expensive suit, leaned in. His eyes raked over you with predatory interest. "Hey! What's a sweetheart like you doing here?" he purred, voice dripping with condescension and false charm. "You don't belong to this car. Not that I mind, there's always space in my room for some cute lowblood." The air grew thick with his sleazy intent.