Tavros+Gamzee 9

Vriska kicked the wall opposite Eridan's room violently. She punched it with her metal arm, cracking the cement. She smacked her head against it with an audible thud, then rested her forearms against the wall, folding her hands on the back of her raven black hair. She was so overwhelmed with grief and anger she didn't notice the figure beside her until he tapped on her shoulder. She leapt away, hitting a window. Her robotic elbow broke a large hole in it, but she was staring at the troll before her. Tavros, in the Summoner's garb. She gaped at him- he looked amazing.
"Kanaya's handiwork?" Vriska choked out.
Tavros nodded, sad. "i CAME TO HELP YOU, uHH, fIND AND KILL DUALSCAR."
Vriska grinned. He was getting the hang of extreme roleplaying again. "Why thank you Summoner! My ex- kismises shall feel my hatred once more!"
Tavros smiled back, and the two shook hands.
In a remote part of the lab, Eridan hid. He held a shard of the Matriorb in one hand, wand in the other. He supposed he felt a little bad for dooming his race. But at least this meant no more lowbloods. If the lifespan of the Subjugglators meant anything, a careful troll could live for dozens of sweeps. He tossed the bit up and down, catching it one-handed. He'd heard Mindfang's call. He could care less, really. He would make her find him, he wasn't gonna go and find her-
"8E A MAAAAAAAAN DUALSCAR! COME AND FIGHT ME, YOU COWARDLY VIOLET- 8LOOD!" It was her. Her words sparked a little anger and shame in him, but he wouldn't be goaded into-
"yES, dUALSCAR! mEET YOUR DOOM LIKE THE PROUD PIRATE YOU ARE. oR ARE YOU SCARED OF US?? sCARED OF FATE..." That sounded like Tavros! But, deeper, more authoritive, less stuttery. That was it. It was time to dance.
Still near the crime scene with Terezi, Gamzee heard Tavros. He smiled, hardly worried. If he was with Vriska, his matesprit should be safe. Terezi was following the smear like Tavros had. He wondered if that would lead to where Eridan hid the body. If it was, Terezi shouldn't go alone. Eridan was dangerous, and Terezi struck Gamzee as a gentle person. Even though she was good with her cane, it never hurt to have back-up. And... Karkat looked like he was made quite nauseous by the jade green lifeblood on the floor that was slowly going evergreen around the edges. Gamzee smiled and left Karkat with everyone else. It was only as he walked around the opposite side of his horn pile that he saw Feferi. Eridan must be bad. He rushed after Terezi to keep her safe.
Tavros paced alongside Spinneret, in search of Dualscar. FLARPing again felt so cool! But the circumstances made it alot less fun for him. As they turned a corner into a large room Tavros had never seen before, Vriska started laughing. Eridan, in his Dualscar outfit, stood in the middle of the room. He had a wand clenched in a fist. Was that how he killed Kanaya? Tavros wrinkled his nose. Vriska drew her sword with a hiss. Tavros pulled out his lance. Eridan laughed and shot a bolt of white light at them. Vriska dodged left, Tavros right. It flew between them, scorching a wall. Vriska ducked as another bolt was flung at her. Tavros advanced, then weaved away as a bolt was aimed at his feet. Vriska ran up as he was distracted, then leapt over a bolt going sideways at her knees. And they continued in this fashion, approaching and dodged sideways, never retreating. But Vriska got cocky, running at Eridan even as he whipped his wand over his head. The bolt flew at her, blowing a hole through her chest before she could skip away. Tavros looked on at horror as Eridan kicked at Vriska's prone body. He charged, shoes quieting his long strides. He grabbed Vriska's sword from where it had skidded, and slashed wildly. He slammed his eyes shut, feeling the sword slice the flesh like a foot kicking water. Blood
spattered his exposed arms, and the front of his shirt. Dualscar howled, and Tavros opened his eyes. Eridan's back was sliced, not even to sever anything important, but certainly enough to cause extreme pain. But yet he fled, blood staining the ground behind him. A figure dropped from a dusty pipe near the ceiling, a large purple sash flowing. Kanaya landed with a gentle thump, white skin barely luminescent. She observed Tavros, gave him a wan smile and friendly hug before running after Eridan with her lipstick out. He stood, shocked by his dead friend's appearance. Or, undead. Speaking of dead... He turned to Vriska. He wrinkled his nose again but dropped the blue sword and knelt next to her. There was only one way to find out if her dream self was alive. Tavros took a deep breath and gently pressed his lips against Vriska's cold blue ones. After a few seconds, he felt her gasp against his mouth. He pulled away, and instead grabbed one of her hands. She was shaking, feeling the gaping hole in her dress, looking slightly put off. Then she looked up at Tavros and smiled. She sat up with a sucking sound as she pulled herself from the pool of her blood. She fingered the damage to her garment again.
"nO WORRIES," Tavros said, dropping her other hand. "kANAYA CAN FIX IT."
"Kan? 8ut, fuck, she-" Vriska broke off, unsteadily rising to her feet. Tavros let her grab his shoulder. She grabbed her sword off the floor, slipping it into it's sheath. She looked down at Tavros kindly.
He smiled back and said, "pALE?" proffering a hand.
She pursed her lips, looking at the extended hand. She grinned, shaking it roughly. "Pale."
He grinned back, relieved. The Vriska saw the trail of purple blood, raising her eyebrows approvingly at Tavros before streaking after it.
In another part of the lab, an echoing scream could be heard. "3R1D4N?" Terezi asked, lowering the scrap of cloth with bloody writing on it to turn towards Gamzee, who looked up from a tipped mannequin. He shrugged. "Better than anyone else screaming, huh?" Terezi grinned and continued investigating. Then a quiet thump and almost silent was the clatter of metal on tile. Terezi looked up.
"TH31R ON TH3 FLOOR 4BOV3 US!" Gamzee stood. They nodded at each other and dashed from the room as the whine of a saw could be heard. Had Eridan gotten a trophy or was this shit about to get batty?
Kanaya ran up from behind the injured seadweller, snatching his wand. Eridan let out a cry of shock. She snapped it over her head with a laugh. He yelped in sorrow, fumbling for his rifle. Kanaya's lipstick went into it's chainsaw form. She turned it on with a cough and shriek, the engine not being used in a while. She dashed forward, blade seperating flesh, sinew, and bone as she sawed him through the middle. Violet blood smattered her work clothes and the saw. She transformed the weapon back into makeup before returning it to her strife specibus. Kanaya knelt down by Eridan'd upper half, grabbing a wrist and sinking her fangs into it, blood coating her tongue with iron, seawater, and the barest hint of grape. Thirst sated, she pulled away, purple smeared on his mouth. She rose and turned on a heel, going back to where Tavros had been... But not Vriska? Oh Gog.... no! Not her matesprit! Kanaya ran faster, desperate to see whether Vriska was okay. The smell of cyan hit her like a wave. She'd lost a lot of blood, at the very least. They collided around a turn, both flying backwards, leaving Tavros standing between them, shocked.
Vriska's still- aching nose flared with pain again. Dammit, who the fuck had- Kanaya! She was still alive! Vriska stood and ran over to Kanaya, collapsing on
top of her. The jade- blooded girl looked up in glee. They both started laughing between kisses. Tavros smiled kindly at the two before noticing a systematic TAP TAP TAP
of Terezi's cane on tile. Then her voice, "WOW! LOTS4 C3RUL34N 1N H3R3, G4MZ33! WOND3R 1F SH3'S D34D..."
"Naw, Tez. I don't see a body. And unless Eridan's into necrophilia she's okay... okay as you can be after losing all that-"
"gAMZEE! wE'RE DOWN HERE! i'M FINE, sO IS VRISKA, aND EVEN KANAYA! eRIDAN'S DEAD, kAN GOT HIM!" The purple blooded troll came racing down the hall, arms spread as he charged his matesprit. He swept Tavros up in a bearhug, spinning as they laughed together. Tears of joy fell down Gamzee's face as he set Tavros down, put his hands on his shoulders, saying, "Jegus christ never leave without me again I was so worried you  wouldn't believe it right after we though Kanaya was dead and Eridan on the loose-"
Tavros pressed his lips to Gamzee's, standing on his tippy toes to halt his love's frantic words. Gamzee slumped against Tavros, reciprocating the kiss as Vriska and
Kanaya- who had probably stood while Tavros was talking to Gamzee- chatted with Terezi.