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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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No. No. He's not intelligent; he's stupid. The first conversation I ever had with him--

[Suddenly a hint of color rises to his cheeks, which he tries (with little success) to will away.]

The brainless nooksucker couldn't even figure out that no, I was not his friend, and no, I did not ever want to be, and he could not possibly have been more off about how I felt.

I mean, maybe it's good now that he's so fucking dense he can never figure it out, but it was just frustrating beyond fucking words then.

That is more optimism than intelligence, Karkat, and why did you find that so frustrating?

Beyond the fact that optimism itself is frustrating on it's own, it sounds like this runs a slight be deeper than that...

[[What once was fond is now a curious look.]]

Because. I was telling him I hated him and everything!

[Grabbing a couch pillow to bury his face in again.]

Well, I am unsure as to.....

[[Pause.]]

Karkat. When you say you were informing him of your hate, you are referring to caliginous hate, aren't you? Your tone and the way you are hiding at least are leaning towards that reasoning.

Edited 2011-03-04 11:08 (UTC)

[Hey Rose?]

[Have a pillow to the face.]

[[Squeak! What is this?! In retaliation, here is a purple kitty hat thrown into yours, as she has no pillow for a counter attack.]]

[There]

[is a kitty hat]

[in his face]

[and it is purple.]

[Karkat grabs it, smacks it down against the couch, and turns away. His knees pull up onto the couch, his arms then wrapping around his legs; his face buries against them.]

Okay, fine. It was this totally stupid hate at first sight sort of deal except over text and still, I really couldn't fucking stand him, but he didn't hate me at all! Not even a little! And then the whole stupid "I'm not a homosexual" deal and just--

[He tries to curl up tighter.]

Supposedly back in the Veil, I ended up trolling him backwards through time. That had to be why.

[[~~Note to self: Purple kitty hat to the face tactic equals admittance of past hate-crushes. Further investigation into the use of this hat may be needed.~~

As she listens, she leans forward to retrieve her hat and return it to it's proper place on her head, watching him curl. Smiling, she chuckles.]]

Yes, that would likely be why.

[[As usual, a hand settles on his back in assurance as she speaks.]]

I realize that must have been embarrassing to admit, but it was also very brave of you to admit it as well. I'm impressed, Karkat.

There is nothing wrong with puppy-hate, I am sure. Everyone likely does it at some point in their life. Even with humans, there are those people whom you just know you will hate, even before you have spoken a word to them. This of course does not translate to a possible kismesissitude for us, but it still happens.

Edited 2011-03-04 11:24 (UTC)

At least John doesn't remember the conversation, thanks to time shenanigans.

[Sigh. He still shakes of her hand, though.]

I just--

I told you before how much trouble I had with blackrom, right? How I never thought I'd find someone I could hate that much when my standards are so high. But then, he was just--so incredibly detestable I could hardly fucking stand it, and then I just--admitted it right off the fucking bat like a dumbass before I even got the chance to see if he hated me. Which of course he didn't. And even if he did, it would never be that way.

Don't get me wrong; I'm glad I have Dave now. And at least I didn't jump on that one until I knew he actually hated me, even if that had its own problems.

Still, with John, I just jumped headfirst into humiliation, like taking a swan dive off the highest diving board at the local slime pool in a frilly pink bikini with everyone watching. That sort of feeling.

As I said, it happens. One does not learn from mistakes if they never make them. And if they never make them, they are often living in fear of doing so and never experiencing new things.

The positive side of this is that you did learn, and therefor things went...well. As smooth as could be expected with falling caliginous for a human.

[Grunt.]

I guess so.

But... yeah. That's why I'm trying to learn to like him.

That is certainly a good reason to try. It may take time, but I am sure if you continue persevering, you'll reach a point where it's purely platonic. And remember not to push yourself into completely liking him, rather than allowing yourself to hate him as well. That will likely only spur your hatred for him further.

Rose? I hate everyone anyway. Everyone. But there's apparently something future me found likable about him, and he's not as bad as he used to be, so. [Huff.] Just... gotta give it time.

Though I envy that asshole, because he got to deal with John when he wasn't constantly being all... 'but we're buddies!' and shit. He had to be more likable then.

[[A tilt of her head.]]

If you would like, I could talk to him about being 'buddies' with you. He may be insistent upon it, but I am sure he would listen if I conversed with him about it.

It would help make him more tolerable.

Then I will do so at the earliest convenience.

[[Tentatively she leans back against him.]]

I am sure I will get a chance to soon. There is rarely a day where I do not at least say hello to him.

[He peers at her over his shoulder.]

You really do like him, don't you?

[[She rests her head against him and nods.]]

He's a good friend. All three of them are, but he just. He's easier to talk to. He may joke around a lot, but he doesn't make an active effort to tease me. Simply to involve me in his humorous, if not irritating, antics. And he may not understand a lot of what I say all the time, but he tries to rather than simply brushing me off, or informing me of how silly I am being - unless, of course, the situation warrants such information to be given. And he really can be quite sweet at times. And he's...genuinely sincere. Unlike Dave, who is as facetious as I am, or Jade, who's sincerity comes from naivety. It's easy to tell when John means what he says and does, and he means so with conscious effort. He tries.

He is pleasant company.

Edited 2011-03-04 12:38 (UTC)

I guess some of that is actually good. I'll try to remember it.

[He falls silent, thinking for a long moment.]

So much for watching the end of that movie.

It's not as if we cannot watch it again. These are your DVDs, so they won't need to be returned to anyone or anything.

[[She simply sighs contently, drawing her legs onto the couch to wrap her arms around her knees.]]

I am enjoying talking more as of right now anyway. You are quite pleasant company yourself, Karkat.

Wait--mine? I thought they were yours.

[He shuffles on the couch, turning so he can look at her better.]

You're not doing much to change my mind about your tastes, either.

... Though I guess it is good to have someone to talk to about all this shit.

They were mine, until I gave them to you. So now they are yours. They're meant to be a gift.

[[She sits up a little to allow him an easier time with moving, and then leans back against him once he's done, chuckling.]]

Well if I have obscure tastes in men for enjoying yours and John's company, than I suppose I will live with knowledge that I am a strange little girl.

... Oh.

[He glances towards the TV, then at the stack of DVDs sitting beside it.]

I swear. Sooner or later I am going to own every romcom in Johto, at this rate. At least they're something I like.

I suppose your odd tastes are a good thing for me, at least.

[Have an actual hair-ruffled, Rose.] Since I doubt you'd bother being my moirail otherwise.

Edited 2011-03-04 13:04 (UTC)

[[Playfully, she bats at his ruffling hand, though quite obviously enjoys the affection as she simply giggles more.]]

Yes, it is a very good thing for you. And at least you would have plenty of variety to your collection. It would be a tragedy to become bored of such good cinema simply due to the fact you have seen it many, many times before.

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