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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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Yes, I told him. Right then when he admitted it. He knows exactly how much I hate Dave, too.

But Slick--he was the Jack Noir of our session, but don't call him that or he'll probably want to stab you. Then again he might anyway; he's a stabby kind of guy. But anyway, I met him on my planet during Sgrub, and he's sort of like a mentor to me. I helped him exile the Black Queen, too. Dave called him my stabdad, since he stabbed me a few times before. He's cool, though.

Hm. Perhaps if you don't pay him attention, he will leave you alone eventually?

And...I am unsure if I would like to meet him or not now. I don't believe I would enjoy being stabbed. Though I am also intrigued to see whom you would call a mentor.

Pfft. He's an asshole; I doubt he will. He said he intends to 'have his fun' anyway, whatever that means.

You should be alright if it's just over Pokégear.

I wish I was more help with such a situation, but I've personally never experienced it, so I can't say much...

And this is true. Perhaps I could meet him sometime with you then. This Droog fellow also sounds as someone of interest.

[[A thoughtful pause here as she frowns somewhat.]]

...I can't help but feel these names are familiar.

I hope he backs off on his own. Otherwise we'll need a damn auspistice.

But that... Actually, no. Because he's a total jackass to me and I don't want you of all people around for one of our stupid arguments, or him mocking me like he always does.

Droog, though, he's cool. More level-headed than Slick - they're moirails, basically. Just don't joke about fashion with him; I got the feeling he'd hurt me if I didn't get that tie I did for that one suit.

Dave mentioned something about some bullshit comic involving them on Earth, but fuck if I know what that's about. Because, obviously, they're real, and if anything it sounds like some weird reflection back into your culture from the fact that we made your damn universe.

[[Some weird comic...]]

Spades Slick, Diamonds Droog, Clubs Deuce. Why had I not made that connection before?

[[Slight face palming here.]]

Then again, I suppose he only spoke of it fleetingly with me.

And if you are sure, I won't prod. I suppose I will find time to meet him on my own then.

As for Droog, I would never mock fashion. As much as I am not one to bring harm to another over it, I can most certainly appreciate fine taste when it is presented to me.

Yeah, that little Deuce shit is part of their group too. And there's a Hearts Something, I'm sure, but I've never met him.

Fashion is stupid, though. The only reason I even bothered was because that event was supposedly going to be formal or whatever and I wanted to look nice.

Deuce is the one who was kind enough to purchase those DVDs for me.

And fashion has it's merits. I am not crazy for it, but I also am not opposed to indulging in it from time to time, depending upon the occasion.

[Face. Palm.]

Oh my fucking god. That annoying little dipshit? Seriously?

I guess it has more value in your culture. But to trolls - most trolls, anyway - it's stupid. I basically owned nothing but the same outfit, and that's more or less what I wear here, or as close as I can get.

You might like Kanaya, though. She's into fashion. And she's a flighty broad, too.

... If she ever shows up here again, anyway.

[And at that, he frowns some.]

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...I've no idea if it's consolation, but I'm sorry you've so many friends sent back home.

I would like to meet Kanaya if she returns. I would like to meet all of your comrades, but if you say Kanaya is a flighty broad, my interest is piqued.

There's not really much that can be said for it, so let's just stop.

[Bit of a sigh.]

She's a weird one. I mean, she's my friend, and probably one of the saner ones out of anyone, but still. I've said before trolls are nocturnal, but she slept at night, and was the only one of us that could really stand the sun on Alternia - let alone the only one who liked it. She was into rainbow drinker novels, too.

That certainly does seem odd. And...'rainbow drinker'?

[[Movies? What movies. This is ~moirail time~ now, obviously.]]

Uh... I dunno if you have an earth human version of these or not. Undead blood-drinkers that walk the day?

...Vampires is what they are called, though instead on Earth they walk the night, due to the sun having adverse affects on them, causing them great harm.

[[She tilts her head.]]

Why do you call them 'rainbow' drinkers?

[He's mentally cursing himself now. But he looks aside, answering in... what he tries not to mumble, though it comes out rushed.]

Trolls have different blood colors. Ergo they drink a rainbow of blood.

They do?

[[Obvious interest is obvious, and not simply because of the fact that different colored blood is interesting on it's own. You are obviously hiding something.]]

Do you happen to know why? Such as what causes the tint of one's blood to differ from another? I know for humans, our blood turns red when exposed to oxygen, however within our body it's blue.

[[In example, she holds out her wrist palm up, pointing to the veins showing through her skin.]]

No. There's... some difference in body temperature, but I don't know if it's because of the blood color, or if that's what determines it. And it has nothing to do with it being exposed to air or not.

[He doesn't even bother looking at her wrist.]

[[Such an uncomfortable subject. Withdrawing her arm, she puts it in her lap and gives him a rather curious look.]]

Why does this subject bother you so much?

[Whipping around to snap at her-]

It doesn't fucking bother me!

With how you snapped just now, how rushed you were with your explanation, and how little interest you showed in what I had to show you, I would place a bet on that it does.

[[Despite what she's saying, her tone's soft.]]

[His teeth grit together, bared for her to see. Sometimes he really does wish he had his fangs still.]

Fine. It fucking bothers me. You gonna prod at me about what my blood color was? Because I'm not fucking telling you. It's no one's business and I don't see why everyone else goes spreading it around like it's some big fucking deal, even with the damn caste system.

Caste system?

Karkat, I assure you I am more interested in why it bothers you than the color and placing on any caste it may have. If you have not gathered by now, I care very little for any form of system which leads to how you are judged being based on something you cannot change. Blood color would fall under that.

Yes, a fucking caste system. Everyone's ranked by that fucking thing, and your whole damn place in society is determined by it. It's a fucking pain. It's stupid.

I just--

[He curls up, knees drawing up to his chest and face burying in his hands.]

[[She frowns at that reaction, though can't say she's surprised.]]

It is completely stupid. One's worth should never be based on the color of their blood, something of which they cannot change. Especially if they are extremely low in the system, and yet have such an abundance of redeeming qualities which would and should add to that worth.

[[Sure, she is making an assumption in suggesting the lower class, however she doubts he's so upset because he's at the top.]]

[He peers out between his fingers at her as she says that. Should he trust her? But--she is his moirail. She's shared similar views as his in the past, supported him in past endeavors, and done what she can to boost his self-confidence.]

[He swallows, opens his mouth--swallows again, presses his lips together.]

[Grabbing for her shoulder, he tugs her closer, him leaning in to whisper under his breath.]

I'm--_{god this is so fucking hard.}

I.

I'm.

O-_{outside the whole system.} B-below the bottom.

I'm--

_{A fucking mutant-blooded piece of shit.}

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