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[gloomyapoplectic]

Ok For Any That May Be Confused
This Is The Alternate Kanaya Maryam That Some Of You May Have Encountered
Just
To Clear Up Any Uncertainty

I Am Posting This Message With The Intent To Contact The Cerulean Karkat
So Karkat If You Are Watching The Network It Would Be Nice If You Could Be Drawn To The Unmistakable Scent Of My Failures So That I May Talk To You


[Filtered to Terezi Pyrope]

And Terezi If You Could Perhaps Find Yourself Drawn To The Much More Literal Scent Of My New Font Color That Would Also Be Very Convenient For Me
I Need To Speak To You About Something As Well
That I Believe Pertains To Concerns You Likely Have About A Certain Someone

Comments

[gloomyapoplectic]

[Going dead weight doesn't really make it any better, as when karkat does that, Kanaya holds him for the purpose of keeping him from falling over, holding his arm with one of her own and setting her opposite hand on his back.

OK she's worried now. But she'll let Terezi do the talking. This isn't really about her, after all.]

[caliginous]

[When that doesn't work, he just...sits on the couch and tries to place his face in his hands. He does his best to suck up his wounded pride to make conversation, but it doesn't work very well.]

...what?

[scalemate]

[She plops down beside him, scooting close. She's back to grinning again.]

Don't be such a wiggler.

cee said to skip her

[caliginous]

[He can't bring himself to talk. Everything is caught in a bubble in his throat. The admonishment doesn't really coax anything out of him but a frustrated little mumble, followed by a shaky hand running sheepishly through his hair.

He could do this. He could handle this. EVERYTHING WAS UNDER CONTROL.

Finally, he looks at her and forces his spine straight as well as eye contact.]

What about it?

oh okay

[scalemate]

[Oh yes that's better. She giggles, kissing him again.]

See? Was that so hard, stupid?

[caliginous]

You don't know the god damn half of it, Pyrope.

[...oh, but that's nice. He's been starving for that sort of attention, though he's doing his damnedest to not be a huge putty pile of feelings right now.]

[scalemate]

[EYEROLL. She is totally a mushy pile of Feelings.]

That impression you did was horrible.

[caliginous]

Fuck you, it was flawless.

[Like him. Get it?]

[scalemate]

Nooope!

[She lets go of his arm to wrap her arms around his waist instead and snuggle close. GOD KARKAT STOP BEING SO TSUN.]

[caliginous]

[He is MADE OF IT. But once she pulls herself close, he doesn't really have any way to avoid it. So he picks up one arm to wrap it around her tentatively with a brief flicker of a smile.

But there's one problem with that: Kanaya is still in the room and, moirail or not, points of vulnerability are not allowed to be a thing in anyone's presence. So he focuses on her pointedly.]

Pop fucking quiz. What did you learn from the movie?

[gloomyapoplectic]

[Oh whoops. She'd just been kind of...awkwardly half-paying attention and half-not paying attention in case Karkat flipped his shit off the grill and into the street again. She hadn't really...expected to be spoken to.

She turns abruptly, a little red in the face (she doesn't really want to be here now that she's taken care of what she needed to) and stutters a little.]

Um--

[And then says the first thing that comes to mind, which is always a bad idea when it comes to her.]

That you are terrible at imitating a human Greek accent.

[scalemate]

[Terezi cackles, not at all above mocking Karkat in his moment of vulnerablity.]

What else could she have possibly learned?

[caliginous]

[EYEROLL. He reaches over to shove Terezi's head down briefly while he talks to Kanaya.]

Wrong answer, you're watching it again.

[gloomyapoplectic]

[Oh damnit.]

And when am I scheduled for this remedial schoolfeeding regarding this movie?

[scalemate]

[HUFF.]

Jegus, are you trying to kill her?

[caliginous]

Can it, Terezi.

Next week, when I feel like it.