tentacletrainer | Chapter 10; Action/Voice for Karkat, John and Jade

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Chapter 10; Action/Voice for Karkat, John and Jade

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[[She certainly didn't mind his company, as much as she bickered with him when he insisted upon taking care of her, and insisted upon making sure she was comfortable, and insisted upon getting her more blankets, knowing she would want them. As much as she argued she didn't need the help, she did appreciate it.

And so, even though the subject struck up yet more sibling snark-ery, she appreciated him offering to make her soup.

Still had a hard time expressing it though.]]

Dave, I do not care how delicious you claim it tastes. I do not care how insistent you are upon the fact it is good for me. I do not want soup.

[[He just laughed at her, and that simply annoyed her more.]]

Relax Rosie. You're not getting any better by throwing a fit.

[[Looking away with a snort, the girl glowered at the window. When a spoon clattered from being dropped, she thought nothing of it.]]

Would you please refrain from making a mess, I would really hate to--

[[Cut off by the sound of something far bigger slamming into the stove finally forced her to turn her glare towards the kitchen.

Which Dave was currently occupying the floor of.]]

...D-Dave?

[[Unfurling and scrambling from her nest, she quickly crossed the hotel room and stared down at the boy a moment, before bending down to carefully touch his forehead - which judging from how red the skin was and how it was already starting to bruise, that must have been what she heard colliding with the stove.

Carefully she shook him by his shoulders.]]

If you are trying to tease me to force some form of sincere affection from me, th-there are better ways to go about that. This is unacceptable, and I will not stand for it, so I request you sit up and cease this tom-foolery.

...Please?

[Voice for Karkat]

[[When Karkat answers, he is greeted by Rose, who definitely does not sound as put-together as usual. She's not in a panic, but her voice is shaking a little.]]

K-karkat. I require your presence immediately. Dave just collapsed, and I am unsure of what to do about i-it. I am unable to move him on my own, and am fairly certain we should not leave him on my kitchen floor.

[Text for John and Jade]

[[A text is also sent to John and Jade, as Rose is aware they would both want to know.]]

John, Jade, I would like to inform you that Dave, currently, is passed out on my kitchen floor.
I am having Karkat come over to help, and fear having more than him and I might make this complicated as it is a fairly small kitchen and room, so please do not worry about assisting.
I simply felt you would both like to know.

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[A bit of a glare. He doesn't want to be pried at, not when Jade and John are here.]

I'm fine.

[Then his gaze flicks away, one leg crossing to prop his ankle on his knee.]

...Well I am glad one of us is.

[[And sipping her coffee now, staring down at it rather than him anymore.]]

...

[A grumbled noise. He's not fine, of course, not at all, but he refuses to actually say so. Not that it shouldn't be obvious enough for her to figure out, if she just tries.]

[[Oh, and she can tell. In fact, she'd be surprised if he really was okay.]]

...your fidgeting, however, does not reassure me.

Do you really think I want to talk about it?

[That, hissed her way as he glares into his coffee.]

It would be better to.

[[And she's going to sigh into her own.]]

I would like to.

[Siiigh.] Lousy god damn stupid supportive moirail.

[He motions her to follow him, then gets up from the couch, heading to the kitchen. He doesn't want to be overheard, on the off chance John and Jade are still awake.]

[[And she will follow, leaning against one of the counters once in there.]]

I promise I won't raise my voice, if that is any assurance.

Good.

[He leans back against a counter, too, sipping from his coffee again.]

So... Just... I don't know where to start. You're the psychoanalyzer, you start.

Well, the most basic question I could ask is a stereotypical one used in conjunction with such positions.

"How does this make you feel?"

[[A snort her as she closes her eyes.]]

Though I know very well how I feel, and so know asking such a thing would likely be the least desirable question.

...though. I suppose that is the point of this conversation.

[A snort to match hers.]

Shitty, basically.

As I thought.

[[Sip, sip.]]

I am...worried. Honestly. More worried than I've been before for anyone.

And hoping he will wake up earlier than a week.

He's... well. You know how I feel about him. You can imagine the rest.

[He glances out of the kitchen area.]

So I want him to be alright. Preferably soon.

I know well how you feel, yes.

[[She follows his gaze, frowning somewhat further.]]

He will be okay. I am sure he will wake up, whenever he does, and be the same Dave as he was before. It is just the waiting that is hard for me.

... Yeah.

[He reaches out to take her hand, if he'll let her. Some small comfort though it may offer.]

It's just--

Nevermind.

[[And when she notices the hand, she closes the distance of her own accord and wraps her hand around his.]]

...you are able to tell me anything, Karkat. If you're comfortable enough.

[He's quiet for a long stretch, just holding hands as they are. But eventually he does speak up.]

I just keep worrying anyway. Lots of "what if"s and shit like that.

I know.

[[With a gentle squeeze, she murrs.]]

But. The nurse wasn't worried. So I am doing my best not to.

Hah.

That's what's keeping me from freaking out. _{But not from worrying still.}

Then I suppose it is up to me to aid in that endeavor, isn't it?

[[Have a tiny, attempting to be reassuring smile. Maybe a little teasing too.]]

[Karkat predictably frowns at that smile.]

At least it's your job to keep me calm enough not to bite everyone's head off here. Putting up with John half the night is going to be a fucking pain, I swear. Especially when I just know I'm going to be tired for that part tonight, too.

...I could always trade with you. Let you sleep and I will stay up the rest of the night, if you'd prefer.

[A bit of a stern look.]

No, no. I'm not letting you lose what sleep you're going to get tonight. I need to learn to deal with him sometime, anyway.

Well if you feel it becomes too much to bear, do not hesitate in letting me know.

[[And an appreciative look in return before a sip to her coffee.]]

I am sure you two will be fine. You are, after all, working together for the benefit of Dave.

I'm not so weak I'd have to do that.

[He sips his own coffee.]

Yeah. That's what's keeping me going.

Just never realized I'd miss having my jaw ache until he couldn't punch me anymore.

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