Aggressive Sketching Match // Closed to Nepeta

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It had been a couple of days since he'd met Terezi in the park. Ever since, he'd started going out a little more often with his time off. If the pattern followed, maybe he'd meet more people who supposedly had superpowers. Endlessly curious, he'd poked around the area where the meteor had fallen and found a whole lot of nothing. He couldn't say he was surprised. All the police, scientists, and news people would have cleared out every scrap of anything notable. All that was left was the crater.

After he'd given up he went back to the outer reaches of the park and found an empty bench to settle in. Might as well get some sketching in. He pulled his sketchbook and set of pencils out of his bag, looking around for a subject. At first he drew a few trees, another empty bench nearby. It was all things he'd drawn before, though. Not much of a challenge.

Then he noticed a girl sitting on another bench nearby. She seemed to have a sketchbook of her own and was facing his general direction. He observed her for a moment, deciding she was still enough to get a nice detailed drawing in, and set to work.

He got in the basic shapes before he started to notice something amiss. Every so often her eyes seemed to be flicking up to look at him the same way he was glancing at her. She didn't have the benefit of sunglasses to hide her gaze. Was she drawing him too?

Skaia U Disability Center | Closed to Vriska

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The Skaia University disability center was a fairly large area inside the student services building, and had been Tavros’ place of work for a few months now. When walking through the front doors, there was a sizeable waiting area and front desk, and then a short hallway with four smaller, separate rooms off to the sides. Two were offices, another a conference room, and the third a therapy room, where currently, Tavros was working. What was unique about the center was that it also served the community. While students more frequently stopped in, the services were open to anyone in need.

Tavros was bored out of his skull. He had student-to-student counseling work that day, but there had so far only been one student to actually come in, a girl who was there frequently with concerns about her emotional support cat. (Tav felt bad for her, but the poor thing always aggravated his allergies since there was always cat hair stuck on every bit of her clothing.) Saturday’s were always slow, and Tav couldn’t wait for the clock to hit four and he could punch out and head home. He knew, though, that he had to stay and wait every second out, and even if a student came in that would keep him overtime, he was obligated to stay.

“Twenty more minutes.” He muttered under his breath, after a quick glance at the clock. To keep himself entertained, he was rocked back on his wheels, his chair tilted at a balancing act of an angle. There wasn’t much else to do since he could only use to computer for work, and his phone was charging in his boss’ office. All Tavros could do at that point was wait and hope that the last part of his shift would roll by quickly and no one else would come in to talk with him.

Unbeknownst to him, out in the main area of the center, the desk worker had just checked in a former student and sent her Tavros' way with instruction to let herself into the room and take as long as she needed with her appointment.

At Sollux's Dorm (Post Vriska Meeting) | Closed to Sollux

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In the aftermath of his meeting with Vriska, Tavros had been quick to bolt from the center and towards the bus stop down the street. The public transport Tavros had boarded was his usual route, but it normally didn’t drive out towards Crocker U. Thankfully, the kind driver, upon seeing Tavros’ tear streaked face, quietly offered to take him wherever he needed and the ride only ended up being a fair twenty minutes before Tav was dropped off at the dormitory Sollux lived in.

Tav knew he should have at least texted Sollux, but he had forgotten his phone at the center in his rush to get out of the room and to someone who cared about him. His arms felt like they were tied down with sandbags, he could hear his heart pumping in his ears, and while his tears had stopped while he was on the bus, they were rolling fresh down his cheeks again. Once Tavros was inside the hall, and after a brief sign in at the front desk, he rolled himself down towards the left side hallway of rooms.

He reached Sollux’s dorm room fast enough, thankful that it was on the first floor, and he remembered the room number as 22 from a tiny side comment Sollux had made about two being his favorite number. Stopping directly in front of the door, he reached up a shaky fist and knocked as hard as he could, but even with that mustered strength, the effort wasn’t much. Just enough so that if Sollux was without headphones, he’d be able to hear the disturbance.