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[herrin]

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[alternia_strength]

Ah, apologies. [He coughed, again very uncomfortably.] There is a complication in our culture in romantic liaisons. While some shifting of the hemospectrum is expected, drastic ones come with explicitly negative connotations it behooves trolls to remember.

I have a somewhat shameful taste for the rust-blooded and red-blooded varieties of our species. It at times makes potential liaisons with humans both appealing and a little... problematic. The color of your blood is that of our lowest castes, though I accept that your species is not as we are in this.

[herrin]

( perhaps he was just uncomfortable, then. the blood politics (literally) of his species were too fascinating, however, for her to allow him any measure of comfort. )

What comes after red? ( curiousity killed the cat. ) No, humans are not the same way; but we discriminate using other values that may be similar; the colour of one's skin, where they are from, their gender.

[alternia_strength]

I have read something to that effect, though from what I have encountered, your feudal structures and strata are closer than this matter of sub-cultural divides. Our species lacks that sort of sub-cultural division. [He seemed to be more confident when explaining this than romance at the very least. scratching over his chin, he considered.]

There is a symbol your culture uses, a ... rainbow. Strata in the hemospectrum begin at the farthest red, moving towards indigo and purple with fuscia blooded, or Tyrian as we refer to it, at the crest. So an orange or yellow would be the next low-blooded variations.

[herrin]

( she considers this, also considering her next move. the argument that feudal structures were gone was far too naive; no, they simply took a different form in modern society. wasn't she indicative of this? if not her, then surely the holmes boys. they had every advantage, equivalent of lordship. )

Is there a way of telling someone's blood status without actually drawing blood? ( for instance: can it be seen on their face? she's peering at him thoughtfully, now. )

[alternia_strength]

[He tipped his shades back, giving her a look at his yellow eyes. the irises had a deep blue to them, and his eyes had a bit of a sunken look, like someone who didn't get out nearly enough.]

The ocular cavities usually have the color in the portion that surrounds light acquisition. I believe your species calls it the pupil. Most of our race also takes a certain pride in its bloodline and wears the color boldly.

[He put the glasses back in place.]

Only our fearless leader, Karkat, never did that... but I suspect his bloodline was very low.

[herrin]

( she studies his eyes for a moment before returning her gaze to the chessboard, going over the order of the rainbow in her head. blue. close to violet, therefore.. some sort of nobility? )

And yet he was still your leader. You didn't mind following someone with a lower bloodline?

[alternia_strength]

I worked with a person of slightly lesser bloodline but still of noble birth who I have worked several times in the past [In other words, Vriska roped him into it like always]. she would allow him his pretenses at times for her little machinations to play out. In the long run, he proved more competent than expected, so most simply accepted him as such.

I had other concerns than ensuring exact birth order at the time.

[herrin]

Concerns that could trump what sounds to be a very strict caste order? I'm intrigued.

[alternia_strength]

Predominately survival. Regardless of how important the caste system was, our shared and mutual survival was of slightly more pressing dominance in our collective interests.

[herrin]

And what was threatening your survival?

[alternia_strength]

That... is a complex question. At that stage, I would say three things ultimately: Ourselves, the results of our stupidity, and a monster known as Jack. The details would be a touch complicated to get into, but we had locked ourselves into a very close-knit space to prepare for alternative options.

[herrin]

Had you found any?

[alternia_strength]

No, not before the instabilities of two of our number further complicated the circumstances in an irreversible fashion. But there is nothing to be done for that.

...

Except possibly choke a clown.

[herrin]

I'm assuming that isn't a euphemism.

[alternia_strength]

No, not in the slightest. I intend to choke the bard of rage until it can no longer draw breath if it re-appears. Nepeta is not here to prompt me towards more peaceful opportunities.

[herrin]

( at least she's caught on enough to know not to ask what a nepeta was. obviously it was a proper noun, a name. a friend, probably. )

To each their own, I suppose.

[alternia_strength]

[Heh, well, that at least would have been an easy conversation, passed on or not.]

Well, he did end my life. i think it only fair to return the favor.