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Chapter 11; Video/Filtered Video to Karkat

[[The feed flicks on to a view of four Pokemon. The first three are likely familiar to anyone who knows their trainer.

An all-too-cool Wooper, who currently seems rather put out and a little scratched up.
A primping and preening Pidgey, who seems quite proud of itself.
And a rather irritated looking Eevee, ruffled somewhat and glaring in the aforementioned Wooper's direction.
The fourth Pokemon, sitting quietly and watching the three with interest, is a Mareep.

From off camera comes the voice to confirm that yes, this is indeed Rose's team.]]

I am pleased to say we are finally making progress in level. Surprisingly, Dave has been putting forth a great deal of effort into his training. I am unsure as to why, but not complaining.

Woop!

That was a compliment. You should accept it as such.

Pilcrow, the Pidgey you see before you, has also gained a few levels of her own. Guillemot has earned the most, however. I am highly proud of her. I also have a new addition, of whom I have just caught. Halos the Mareep. He is quite the energetic one, and I am sure he will make an excellent addition to my team.

[[And now you get a view of the girl, who looks like she's recovering from a cold.]]

I have doubts of challenging the gym here before we leave, but I suppose that is not my duty as a breeder anyway, is it?

[[For everyone else, the feed ends here. However, Karkat gets one soon after.]]

[Filtered to Karkat]

...Karkat. Would I be able to ask a favor of you? It concerns living arrangements, as I have been unable to work for the past week due to both my illness and the incident with Dave, and therefor can no longer afford room and board.

Of course I intend to find work as soon as possible, but until then I have no where to stay...

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[GLARE.]

No. I'm not a cat myself, Rose. And if you ever fucking try it, moirail or not, I will smack you.

[[Chuckles with a nod.]]

I will refrain, however tempting it may be.

[[Leaning back on her free hand, still petting the Glameow with her other.]]

I apologize. I suppose I am just in a mildly good mood today.

[Karkat slumps back against the couch, arms crossing over his chest. No more pets for you, Guile.]

So what's got you in the good mood?

[[It takes a moment to notice he stopped, but once she does she looks up at him a moment, before gently pawing at his arm.]]

The fact I am able to make use of myself again, and am able to at least attempt to catch up with the lot of you level wise.

...And perhaps that I am lucky to have such a pleasant roommate now.

[He lets out an exasperated breath, but resumes petting the poor Eevee.]

I guess not being sick is reason enough. But just because I invite your meddling doesn't mean it still doesn't irritate me.

Edited 2011-03-02 10:08 (UTC)

[[And Guile chirps happily, curling up in his lap.]]

I never said it wouldn't, however your irritation does not irritate me.

Well, good. Because if it did frustrate you too much, this wouldn't work.

[So he keeps idly petting Guillemot.]

I am, thankfully, able to look past such irritation. I know why you are so vexed with me, and it makes it easier to ignore the aggravation.

Edited 2011-03-02 10:21 (UTC)

[Bit of an eyebrow raise.]

You do?

Well, exactly how many people do you think actually enjoy being under my metaphorical scalpel? How many do you think prefer to be examined so thoroughly, to be picked at so incessantly?

Not to mention, of course, my tendency to tease you. Though I promise it is all meant with good will.

Good point. Only reason I put up with it is because it's supposedly for my own good.

Not that the teasing is any less annoying.

Nor the nitpicking.

[[Chuckle.]]

It is for your good. Or perhaps the good of others, at times. I assure you.

Same difference, in the end. Reigning me in, keeping me in check, all that shit. Generally making me less of an asshole than I would set out to be sometimes.

Exactly.

I suppose I apologize for going about it in such an irritating way?

[[Though really, that is a silly apology, and she just chuckles at it.]]

Pfft. Don't make apologies you don't mean, Rose.

How do you know I don't mean it~?

Because you keep doing it. You wouldn't be much of a moirail if you didn't.

I suppose you have me there.

Should I apologize for that too?

[[Chuckling again. Rose in a good mood obviously isn't very conductive to Karkat's own mood, because she is just full of snarking and teasing.]]

If you ever apologize for being a good moirail, I'll be pissed off.

[Looking aside.] Kinda hurt, too.

[[...Okay, she's not laughing now. Still smiling, in a more fond way, but at least she's not laughing.

Carefully scooping Karkitty into her arms, she moves to sit beside Karkat, leaning against him slightly.]]

I would never apologize for such a thing.

Edited 2011-03-02 11:37 (UTC)

[The Glameow purrs quite contently at that, snuggling in against Rose. Karkat meanwhile scritches Guile behind the ears, namely as a way of distracting himself. But he doesn't pull away from Rose, nor shove her out of leaning against him.]

Good.

So if you're going to do any prying today about shit, you may as well get it out of the way now, while I still feel like putting up with your snarky horseshit.

[[She is just...closing her eyes in thought, and enjoying sitting there, idly petting under the Glameow's chin.

Guile too is quite content with all this, making little chirping noises.]]

Well, I heard mention that trolls have horns back in our respective universes. What were yours like, Karkat?

Edited 2011-03-02 11:48 (UTC)

Didn't I ever say that before? Jegus, tell me you seriously haven't gone this whole time not knowing what we looked like.

Just--imagine me with grey skin, pointy teeth, yellow instead of white in my eyes, and yeah, horns. Awesome horns. Mine were the best.

Edited 2011-03-02 11:50 (UTC)

[[And she seems to tilt her head in thought at that, doing her best to imagine it.]]

Awesome horns does not quite give me a good enough description. Were they longer? Shorter? Did the curl much akin to a ram's horns?

[Glance.]

Yes, exactly. Big long curling ones that got in the way of shit, but they were cool. Best fucking horns ever; everyone was jealous.

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