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Characters: Terezi and Bluekat!
Setting: Wandering around the tower?
Format: Action!
Summary: Hideous date? Thing?
Warnings: This will probably devolve into chaos.

[Thief of Heart? Pretty much the stupidest title Terezi has ever heard in her entire life. Ever. And there is no way he can make this a decent date. He might have fancy blue blood, but he's still Karkat, right?

Right.

She is so not ready to be wooed.]

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And if Tavros fucking gets dragged into this, he'll go crazy and kill the rest of us too. Aradia is fucking off in who the fuck knows where, so I guess its really just me and Vriska with her stupid wings now.

Until she fucks up and tries doing something heroic like the idiot she is.

[He's not bitter, nope. But he's burying his anger and bitterness pretty swiftly after he gets that part of what he has to say out.

Fuck no. He said he would beat this -- and he wasn't going to worry about it here where it didn't matter. He keeps climbing, arm slightly limp in her's, but he's staring up the stairs now where he can see more lighting.]

I stopped counting. What floor are we on?

[Awwwkward. She squeezes his arm because she knows there's nothing she can say to make any of that better. At least in her timeline they were all together again, even if it was just for a little while.]

We're on the seventh floor.

Two more then.

[Aaaaand now he's back to normal. Or at least he is on the outside.]

Sooo, are any trolls from your timeline here?

Nope. Still just me. You met the only two I know from my timeline.

Jegus, that David human is so annoying!

He's pretty much a big tool, yeah.

[Floor nine...]

[OKAY, LET'S ENTER THIS GIANT FLOOR THAT IS TOTALLY...

Dark.

What.]

[Staring.]

Kind of anticlimactic...can't see shit.

Oh noooo, how terrible! Whatever shall we do?

[Heading down the stairs now!]

[U N S U R E but he's following her and squinting.]

This is your area of expertise, so. I'm pretty useless at this point.

Follow me, then!

[She's just going to grab his hand and drag him down the stairs now.]

[Soooooooooooooooooo not liking this. His spine starts to tingle slightly with pressure and Terezi will feel a light resistance from him.]

After that fucking shit with the ghosts, should we really be doing this?

Don't be such a baby! A big strong troll like you isn't afraid of the dark, is he?

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It's not the dark I'm cautious of.

[She grins.]

Don't worry. I'll protect you!

Great, I'm doomed.

[She gives him a little shove.]

You are such a douchebag!

[A light scoff.]

And grass is green.

[Siiigh. She doesn't even bother responding, and as they continue farther into the room, the ceiling begins to lower.]

Weeeiird.

[But she's still going to try to keep going.]

[Karkat is not liking this being forced to duck thing. The lower to the ground he gets, the more he resists Terezi. At one point, he jumps when he feels something run passed him, a giggle echoing in his ear.]

--what the fuck was that? Tell me you heard that.

[She stops dead when she hears the giggle, tensing and listening very, very carefully. Nothing. She can't even smell anyone else near them.]

I heard it.

[It's completely silent now, but she still isn't moving. She couldn't smell those weird phantom things either. What if that's what this is?]

Did you see anything?

[Trying to back up, heartbeat quickening.]

No. I can't fucking see, I can't hear, I can't--

[Another giggle causes him to press against the wall.]

[Her grip on his hand tightens and she follows.]

Calm down. Jegus.

[But she's getting pretty freaked out now, too. Even if this isn't her Karkat, it's still Karkat, and her first instinct is to comfort him when he's being a wriggler, so she squeezes his hand again.]

It's fine.

We should go back. Seriously.

[But he's following. Closely.]