♋ 002

[papshooshing]

Characters: Karkat Vantas ( OU ) and any lovely people willing
Setting: Media room!
Format: Action spam
Summary: Best way to nurse anything is by sitting down in front of a movie, huddled in a blanket, right? Well of course that's right.
Warnings: Swearing should be standard by now, right?


[ curled up on a couch is one Karkat Vantas, blanket around him like a cocoon and stiffing every few minutes. he had started to feel a little tired and drippy around the nose area a bit ago. honestly, even though he had told Feferi the other day to stay in her room, he doesn't feel safe in his own. something about sharing that small of space with those humanoids just rubs him the wrong way. it's not like he's going to ask Gamzee if he can tuck into that recuperacoon of his either...

so there's really only one other option and he's taking it. taking the entire couch, that is. some romcom is playing on the screen. Karkat even has his collar pulled over his mouth, just to keep the air from being contaminated. one side of him sets a water filled bottle. the other has a box of tissues and a bag to toss them into.

honest to god he's just playing a movie to fall asleep to. he definitely needs it. ]

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[iron_infidel]

[It certainly would have been a good nap for the young troll, if of course 'papa' signless didn't decide to visit. It had been nothing more then an afternoon stroll for him and he figured to visit such a room and investigate the glow radiating from the occupying use. He was surprised...or rather not, to find Karkat resting there.

A frown comes to his lips as he notices the sickness had reached his descendent. Softly he creeps into the room and gives a short clearing of his throat to let his presence be known.]

I see it has succumbed to you as well.

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[ he doesn't even have the energy to be a little snot. Karkat wiggles around in his blankets to get a better look at the person. with narrowed eyes - focusing in on Signless or a sign of irritation is up for interpretation at this point - he wiggles back around with a sniff. ]

It's not that bad.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan takes in the scene for a moment before going to sit on the floor by Karkat's feet.]

You look like regurgitated hoofbeast shit, Kar.

[And he means that the nicest way possible.]

[ghostytrainer]

[While Elliot the Dusknoir has been doing his damnedest to keep John bedstuck all day, he is still a Pokemon, and is still susceptible to hypnosis. Thank you, Slimer. Thank you for earning John his freedom.]

[He really probably should have stayed in bed, his symptoms have only gotten worse since yesterday and dizziness is definitely a thing he's feeling right now as he makes his way down to the media room. He's been hearing this faint, strange music since this afternoon and it's kind of irritating him. Somebody in the media room must be blasting their music waaaaay loud for him to be able to hear it all the way up in his room.]

[He coughs loudly as he enters the room, followed by his Haunter as he looks around for the source of the music that has, oddly enough, not changed in volume at all. Unsurprisingly, there's no music. But someone is watching TV....]

[Sup, Karkat. Don't mind John, he's just going to half-wobble, half-walk over to the TV and press his ear up against it. Because this seems like a good way of determining whether or not this is the source of the strange music.]

Fuck...where's it coming from? Hm? [Oh hey, there was somebody watching this. Somebody he knows!] Karkat! Pfft, how did I not guess from the romcom?

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Thank you, Eridan, for one of your most keen observations...

[ he punctuates his statement with a cough, shifting around a little more to keep only his head popping out of the blanket. ]

You'll catch it if you stick around.

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[ Karkat watches this play out, features sort of twisted up in confusion. when the hell did John come back... had Egbert even left in the first place? what the fuck is that following him even? bah... too tired to try to put all of the pieces together. that can happen later, when he's not feeling like a steamed pile of shit. ]

Egbert, you have five seconds to remove your person from the screen before I throw this water bottle at you. Given your present condition, I highly doubt you can dodge it...

[ priorities, right? ]

[chronomancer]

You know me, Kar, I live to serve.

[He shifts a little until his head is pillowed on the edge of the couch and his back is bent in a vaguely uncomfortable-looking way, with his arms folded over his chest and his legs pulled up so he's half curled, half sprawled. And wow, Eridan, you don't know how to handle the floor, go sit on a chair, god.]

Nah. I'll be fine provided you're a good fucking friend and don't puke on me or something.

[iron_infidel]

[Sensing the negativity, which wasn't a change for the other, he was wary to approach. However, he wasn't yelling at him or telling him to go away and so it was good as any invitation coming from Karkat. Signless moves forward coming to sit on the floor near Karkat. The couch was his territory and he didn't wish to overstep his boundaries.]

What is the cinema today?

[Small talk, yes lets start there.]

[hystericull]

[Sleep is not something that's going to grace Karkat with its presence. At least, not now. What is going to grace him with its presence, however, is one awfully cranky clown. An awfully cranky clown that felt compelled, today, to infect others with his particularly sour mood. Most of the stupid shitheads that put up with him liked to make their home in the media room - so that's where he currently found himself.]

[A quick sweep of the floor didn't leave him with Eridan anyone in particular to pick on, unfortunately. A second glance rewarded him with a black-grey lump he'd previously overlooked. Karkat seemed to be regressing back to a grub, all wrapped up and horizontal like that. Intrigued and feeling slightly less rancorous, Gamzee tipped his head over the back of the couch to look down at the sicky-poo.]

Gettin' your reminisce all on at the old pupation stage, motherfucker? Weren't much fun days for my fuckin' ass, but to each brother all their motherfuckin' own, I guess.

[ghostytrainer]

[No there are just two Egberts now. Aren't you lucky, Karkat? Dream come true, am I right?]

Hehe, glad to see that you haven't changed much. [He hastily scoots back from the TV, still beaming despite the fact that he still has no idea where that music is coming from. He'll worry about it later.]

[papshooshing]

[ good thing too. Karkat is not ready to accept such closeness quite yet. not when he is potentially sick, anyway. that's just a little too much vulnerability to expose himself to at the moment.

Karkat isn't going to shoo the other guy away. he has a feeling it wouldn't quite work anyway. his ancestor has this *thing* about wanting to reach out and make some sort of bond.

whatever. ]

The movie is just some trashy romcom I found. I was trying to fall asleep to it, but it's so terrible that it's just not a possibility.

[papshooshing]

Oh yeah? Looks like you got a strand of puke permanently streaked in your hair as is. I don't think I could make it any worse...

[ Karkat groans after the next two seconds, sneezing into a tissue. Eridan's position on the floor is eating at him. ]

Get on the couch, fucktard. Just looking at you is making me squirm uncomfortably.

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[ more like his worst daymare. he still freshly remembers that bucket to the face, he'll have you know. ]

Ha ha. Like I am a troll that rolls with the waves of change.

Now what the hell are you doing out when you can barely stand? You're swaying like a leaf in the fucking wind.

[papshooshing]

They weren't all that fun for me either, honestly.

[ oooh moirail. Karkat is now having to fight the urge to drag that troll down with him and just snuggle. Gamzee has stepped into a dangerous place, considering that a sick troll will naturally want to be with his redder quadrants. right? well Karkat doesn't know if that's completely right, but he does know that latching onto the messy troll will soothe his stomach and nerves. ]

Gam, just leave. I don't want you catching this.

[ oh but his face and the strain on his voice tells a different story, doesn't it? ]

[chronomancer]

...will you people leave my fucking hair alone?

[It's a question aimed at the ceiling, rather than Karkat. It's like this week everyone and their mother has had something to say about his hair.]

Hmm? Nah, it's okay, this is pretty comfortable.

[The sad thing is that he means it.]

[papshooshing]

You're making my head worse just by looking at you and your shifty-ness.

[ that's an actual word, shut up. ]

[ghostytrainer]

Psshhh, 'm not that unsteady. Just a little dizzy, that's all. Better now that I'm sitting down though.

[A short coughing fit prevents him from continuing momentarily.]

But I heard some music coming from somewhere. Couldn't sleep 'cus of it, so I figured I would come down here 'n see if I could get them to turn it down, but...

[Buuuut...no music.]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan lolls his head back in a way that would usually imply a broken neck from normal non-noodle people, and stares at Karkat for a bit. Rly?]

[iron_infidel]

[He can't help but smile at that.]

It is true that you are enjoying it, since you have not turned off the blaring device in favor of resting a bit?

[hystericull]

Nah.

[He said flatly, tapping a few fingers on the back of the couch before vaulting over it and landing his bony ass down somewhere on Karkat's legs. The motion was as graceful as it could be, given the one executing it. If he was good at just one thing, it would be awkward stunts like that. Just because it was graceful, though, didn't mean it wasn't probably painful for the receiving end. Jumping on a sick person was the best course of action, right?]

Get down and fuckin' nasty sick at all the motherfucking time anyway. At least now I be havin' a good reason on it.

[It was true. Gamzee's lack of anything nutritious in his diet and general deficiency of any common sense when it came to sanitation had left his immune system laughably weak. He was always coming down with something or other, ever since he was small. Another cold wouldn't faze him, especially if he caught it taking care of his moirail. A small price to pay if it meant he could at least attempt to return everything Karkat had done for him.]

[He was still feeling pretty crabby, but the sight of a pathetic Karkat wrapped in blankets with snot running down his face was trying the resolve of that emotion.]

[papshooshing]

[ Karkat had been about to argue. honest and true. but his ears perk at the mention of music... ]

John... There is no music. I'm the only one here.

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[ Karkat glares and flicks a horn. TAKE THAT.

don't make fun of him. ]

[papshooshing]

I find it easier to fall asleep when something's going on in the background, I guess?

[papshooshing]

[ Karkat sure does make a pained sound. he's even wiggling his legs to try to get them from under Gamzee's butt. at least let him get comfortable if you're going to plop down. ]

Oh my god. You're such a disaster.

[ it is worrying that Gamzee is going to linger, even if this is the one person that Karkat is more than okay with being all sickly with. he just feels bad, knowing Gamzee is all right with catching whatever he has. then again, if roles had been reversed. okay... so maybe he can't be too upset. Gamzee is just trying to do some pale things. Karkat can be okay with that...

like stupidly grinning okay with that. ]

[chronomancer]

Ow, okay!

[Have a dirty look to end all dirty looks.]

Fuck, just, pull your feet up a little.

[Muttering about bossy, crabby trolls.]