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Characters: Terezi and Bluekat
Setting: In the dorms, just after Karkat returns.
Format: Action?
Summary: Terezi thinks Bluekat is being a huge wriggler about this whole "alternate version" business. TIME TO LAY DOWN THE LAW.
Warnings: None!

[Terezi would never, ever understand why she kept becoming friends with cudmudgeonly boys with egos made of glass. Karkat's little temper tantrum had been one of the most ridiculous things she'd seen.

But, to be fair, she could understand why he was frustrated.

That didn't mean he had to be such a baby about it.

So Terezi knocks on his door, tapping her cane against her shoe impatiently.]

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[Oh right, she got clipped didn't sh--

--wow.]

Its uh. Not that bad. I guess this is a bad time to tell you that fixing bumps and bruises really isn't my specialty, huh?

[He pauses to move around and kneel to closer examine the wound. Ugh, that's kind of gross.]

...how do you feel?

[She smirks.]

Jegus, what good are you, then?

[Her arm is throbbing, and she glances down ineffectually. She can't make out much - just a wash off teal down her upper arm. It probably needs stitches.]

I am a big girl! Just tell me how it looks already!

That's not what I fucking asked. And it looks horrid. Happy now?

Yes!

[She pushes herself to her feet a little clumsily, considering one arm is kind of useless, wincing as she does.]

Do you think it'll be okay?

[There's a soft grunt of acknowledgment from Karkat -- he's not really paying attention. He's too busy steeling himself for what he's about to do next.

He makes like he's catching her to help her to her feet. The second he makes contact with Terezi's arm, however, the pain that would have ensued disappears from the tealblood entirely. While Karkat expertly hides the wince, he cannot hide the brief tightening of his fingers as the lightening bolt of pain hits him instead.]

As long as you quit fucking around and find something to clean it up, yeah.

[She'd been bracing herself for a stab of pain, there, but nothing. It still aches, of course, but... She frowns, poking at her wound experimentally. Nothing. Terezi shoots him a suspicious look.]

[He can't hide that flinch, but he manages to disguise it as a cough. The second he notices her frown, he looks away so their eyes can't meet. He's looking down the staircase with his own frown.]

There's a medical block or some shit down there, right?

[SHE CAUGHT THAT FLINCH, BRO, DON'T THINK SHE DIDN'T.]

...What did you do?

Huh?

[Yup, feigning ignorance here, deadeying her pretty hard.]

Last I checked I didn't do anything.

I'm not stupid.

[SHE'S ONTO YOU.

But also still bleeding all over the place. So down the stairs they go!]

I didn't say you were.

[Not that he really needed to say it, but he won't say that either. He's just kind of pissed about this whole thing. He braced himself for the descent, knowing each step would bring him small jolts of pain every time Terezi moved her arm.

But he wouldn't let her see it as long as he could help it.]

[She does her best to keep her arm still, because even if it doesn't hurt, she still isn't sure how bad it is.]

It's the second floor!

Right.

[His tooth quietly digs into his lower lip as they descend.]

So what did we learn today?

[Is he really going to do this?]

That you have some weird power I don't know about!

You knew about my powers already.

[Just not the extent of them.]

And that's the wrong answer. The correct answer is that we're not venturing into strange rooms anymore.

Jegus, okay, okay.

[She sighs, then reaches out to brush his forearm with her fingertips.]

Thanks, Karkat.

Yeah yeah. Don't worry about it.

[Casually guiding her into the infirmary.]

[She sits down on one of the chairs to wait, swinging her legs.]

That was pretty brave, Karkat.

[She grins.]

I might even say you were incredibly dashing!

Pretty sure that's a default setting when it comes to me.

[He flashes a brief sharktooth grin at her before beginning to rifle through cabinets.]

Did I mention I have no idea what I'm doing with this?

Pfft.

[She'll figure out a way to fluster him eventually.]

I believe in you! Just hurry up.

Maybe we should call someone before I render your arm useless.

[He does find a cloth. At least he can clean off all that teal.]

[She holds her arm out obediently.]

Like who?

I don't know. I'll call someone on the network.

[Casually wetting the cloth at the sink and moving it over to soak up the blood.]

Edited 2011-09-06 17:18 (UTC)

[Wrinkling her nose.]

Are you going to make this a big deal?

I wasn't kidding when I said it looked like shit, Terezi. I can't fix this.

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