Her face looks so soft and clear it’s hard to imagine how anything besides makeup had done that to her. To your surprise, no foundation washes off her face. Her lipstick fades to show that underneath the makeup her lips are black like Xefros’ and Cridea’s. TRIZZA: i’ve got a planet to rule, remember? TRIZZA: as a highblood im a seadψeller so basically i should be in the ψater at least half of the time um, if i may ask why do you have to soak? She reminds you extremely of the ballerinas who dance about lust and true beauty. She dips her feet into the tub one at a time, and with slow grace, giving you time to really observe her form. Her arms are skinny and her hands are small but curve in all the right places. Her breasts and hips give her elegant curves. Her entire shape is perfect for a ballerina honestly. Your legs are big and though they slowly become thinner, they don’t come to a point. Her legs come to a sharp point, just as any ideal ballerina’s should.
She takes off her cape, then her vest, then her pants, to reveal a sort of one piece bathing suit rather than what you thought was just a sleeveless shirt. You’ve just been drinking their troll soda. Actually you haven’t seen water since you ended up here. The tub looks like it’s made of the same material as those troll beds, but the water! It’s been weeks since you’ve seen water. She walks over to the back right corner of the room, where a tub of water sits. Soak? Oh yeah, she’s like one fourth fish or something. TRIZZA: actually sorry to interrupt this ψhole thing but i ψas about to soak if thats okay TRIZZA: so you’ve been here a ψhile, joey? You’ve reached the hubris level of “Cocky Bastard” which is pretty rude, but you’re gonna roll with it.
You gain some confidence from surviving this long without her shouting at you or calling the guards. TRIZZA: shit thats aψesome! i didn’t think i’d ever get to see an alien! TRIZZA: you look a lot like my lusus, i thought you ψere her part of her species
TRIZZA: My lusus must have scheduled y- ψhat are you? The little bounces somehow manage to catch you off guard. As you approach her you take of the hood of your sweatshirt, and feel fake the horns attached to it hit your back one, twice, three times. It feels warm, like it’s being heated underneath. You take off your shoes to find a soft velvet carpet under your feet. She seems to be drawing some more or her and the lady. Her television is huge, nothing like Xefros’, and that seemed revolutionary to you! She’s sitting at her desk, which is covered in drawings of her and the PORTRAIT LADY. The rest of Trizza’s room is a lot like yours. Her smile is menacing, or more like, everything about her is menacing. Her fins have what looks to be ten piercings on each. Above it, hangs a big portrait of a giant woman in a slick suit with the fuschia stripes. Much like Xefros and DAMMEK, she has the slime bed thing in here, but it’s much bigger and looks a lot more comfortable. There’s fish dolls hanging from the ceiling in a spiral, they have all the colors or a rainbow, and a few shades in between. You quickly notice how childish the room is, just like yours, but definitely has a hint of teenager here and there. The drone lets you into the room and closes behind the door without confirming the fact that you’re supposed to be here. DRONE: HEIRESS TETHIS, A SCHEDULED VISITOR