> BLUEKAT: 8E THE CRIPPLE

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Characters: Karkat Vantas (AU) and YOU.
Setting: Infirmary
Format: I'm gonna go brackets, because I'm lazy.
Summary: Karkat's still healing from Vriska's attack, and now he's feeling even more paranoid than usual.
Warnings: Karkat's paranoia is also pretty crippling, give him a minute to calm down

[Being in the infirmary for a week has really done a number on Karkat's psyche. Truthfully, sitting still for this long is really starting to get old, but considering the hospital staff won't talk to him, he's unbelievably afraid of getting up and walking around. So he simply stays, staring like a zombie at the ceiling, pupils slightly shrunken into their sockets.

He has to get out of here. What if Vriska snaps again? Or worse, what if Terezi snaps? WHAT IF THE WHOLE TOWER WANTS HIM DEAD, WHY THE FUCK IS HE STILL HERE.......

Pull it together, Karkat, you're being a nooksucking idiot. Keep calm and lay still.]

Comments

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[SIIIIGH. She tugs on his hand. Her life.]

Stop that.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I'm not doing anything!

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

You are acting all cagey and uncomfortable!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I'm not uncomfortable or cagey, thank you very fucking much.

[Holding his chin up proudly.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Kind of hard to look proud when you're covered in bandages in a hospital bed. She rolls her eyes.]

You are always cagey.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[WOW LEAVE.]

The fuck is that look for?

[...it was a look right. He saw the facial movements, but its kind of hard to tell when she's rolling her eyes.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[It was totally a look. She smirks.]

What do you think?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Now it's his turn to roll his eyes.]

Don't answer my question with a question, Pyrope.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I don't like when you act like that, stupid.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I'm not even acting any different than usual, so I don't see what the fucking problem is.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She just sighs dramatically and rolls over on her back. For once, she doesn't feel like arguing with him.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[...mimicking her sigh, only much more dramatically. He can play that game too, except it's hard to keep the smirk out of his face.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[He gets another look. HE IS TOTALLY MOCKING HER WHAT A JERK???]

And I thought you were an expert with the ladies!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[The grin stretches, if only because he can't hold it down.]

Is that a challenge I sense? I'm at a disadvantage here.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Maaaybe. But I think you are always at a disadvantage.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Dramatic flinching.]

Yeowch, cold, Terezi.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I am only telling the truth!

[What a liar.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

C'mon, you can't lie like that.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She grins.]

Are you going to try to woo me from your hospital bed?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Scoffing.]

Well I don't know, bloody bandages and broken arms aren't really in season this year. Or are you into that kind of thing?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Now she's laughing.]

Nope! Sorry.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Wait, don't tell me. I know you're the Seer here, but give me a second.

[Rubbing his chin, feigning a thoughtful pose before snapping a finger in her direction.]

It's the blueberries, isn't it? Gonna be honest, pretty glad you're not into the whole kicking-my-ass thing. I'm not a purrbeast, I got one life on me.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She's raising her eyebrows.]

I think you are flattering yourself! Blueberries are okay, but there are much better colors.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

How do you know? Only blueberries you've bothered with, you hate.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[SQUINTING. WHAT IS HE IMPLYING.]