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[caliginous]

SURPRISE, ITS YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD ASSHOLE WITH A SHINY PIECE OF INFORM8TION.
STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
THAT MEANS YOU.
YES YOU.
ALL OF YOU.

I AM TIRED OF DYING.
SO TIRED I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO SIT HERE AND COME UP WITH A SUPER CONVOLUTED METAPHOR TO LET YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING TIRED I AM OF IT.
BUT SINCE I'M FORCED TO ENDURE IT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, I'M GONNA DO YOU ALL A BIG FUCKING FAVOR.
NO NEED TO THANK ME OR ANYTHING.
YOU CAN THANK ME BY FUCKING OFF TO THE ENCHANTED LAND THAT EXISTS IN CLOTHING STORAGE.
AND LEAVING ME ALONE.

I DON'T KNOW IF IT HAS TO DO WITH THAT HUGE BREECHBEAST THAT TORE THIS PLACE DOWN OR WHATEVER.
BUT I USUALLY GET AN HOUR OF THIS PARALYSIS SHIT WHENEVER SOMEONE GETS IT IN THEIR HEADS TO OFF ME.
WELL I GOT THE HOUR OF LAYING ON MY ASS DOING NOTHING.
BUT I WOKE UP A LITTLE BEFORE THAT?
DON'T ASK ME HOW, BECAUSE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.
SINCE I WAS DEAD AND EVERYTHING.
I DON'T REMEMBER A LOT, IT WASN'T FOR LONG, AND IT PROBABLY ISN'T EVEN RELEVANT, BUT I KNOW A FEW OF YOU LOSERS GET YOUR JOLLIES OUT OF TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF SHIT THAT HAPPENS AROUND HERE.
SO THERE YOU GO.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
ALLOW ME TO REMIND YOU OF THE "FUCKING OFF" CLAUSE THAT COMES WITH THIS INFORM8TION.

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[chronomancer]

[The smile doesn't falter. If anything, it grows sharper He doesn't really react to Karkat's anger, still bone-deep serene. Or at least looking like it. Somewhere really deep in the back of his mind, Eridan is screaming. Has been screaming for nearly two months now. He's gonna keep screaming for a long, long while.]

Being sorry is my thing, not yours.

[caliginous]

Doing a real great job of that now, aren't you?

[He takes control, forces him to lower the gun and step back. He is very focused on keeping his mind from melding with the insanity that is Eridan's but boy is it temping to give in after that display. How dare he push him like that, he was practically begging to be subjugated.]

Here's the thing. You don't get to tell me what to do. Its my job to tell you what to do.

[chronomancer]

[He's not resisting, this time. Every other time Karkat had touched his mind, he'd bristled out and tried to escape the hold, but not this time. He just kept smiling.]

It's good to know I'm not the only one hopelessly shitty at his designed job.

[caliginous]

Listen, grubfucker.

[He snaps Eridan's jaw shut, painfully so that he might bite his tongue if he's not quick enough to move it.]

You and I are never going to be equals. By default, I'm instantly better than you, and the more you talk, the deeper you dig your own sorry corpsehole. You're done talking, you're done threatening me, and I'm done with you.

[The urge to break him in half is overwhelming. But he doesn't. After the episode with Minato, he couldn't do that again. Especially not to a friend.

If that was even still a thing. Whatever.]

[chronomancer]

[He doesn't bite his tongue, but the clatter of teeth is annoying enough. It doesn't mean he stops smiling, though. It's a very condescending smile.]

[caliginous]

Sweet dreams, nookrag.

[He then throws his hands out in frustration as he knocks him into dreamland, completely careless as to how he falls to the ground.

He feared if he stayed much longer, he would have done something he would regret. Even as Karkat turns to storm off, he is vaguely aware that his hands are shaking and that his empathy threatens to overwhelm his already fragile psyche.]