> 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]

[She tilts her head, grinning.]

Who said that was an invitation?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

You did by inviting the challenge.

[Looking down the bridge of his nose.]

I can understand if I'm a little too much for you, though.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a scoff.]

Who said that?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Then what have you got to lose?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Fine! I had better be impressed.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Don't blame me if this fucking tower fucks it up again.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She grins.]

I am sure you can overcome something as trivial as that.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah...

[He finally lets his head hit the pillow again, because holy shit staying in that position for a long time hurts. Ceiling is not nearly as interesting.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Nothing is as interesting as she is, tbh. She pokes at his cheek.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

What?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

What? I'm not allowed to touch you now? Jeez, you really are heartless!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[And here comes that disgusting smirk again.]

Of course you can touch me, nobody said you weren't allowed. Just be gentle, I'm still a cripple. Oh, and I only got one hand.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[WOW.

Wow he has actually managed to fluster her.

She swats at his arm. Hopefully he didn't catch the teal on her cheeks.]

You are so gross!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he did. He's laughing, which hurts REALLY bad, but it was so worth it.]

Hey, your slips aren't my responsibility, Pyrope. Just calling it how you're saying it.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[GOOD, SHE HOPES IT DOES.]

That was not a slip! That was you making it sound horrible!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

It's ok to feel that way, y'know.

[He's struggling to keep his laughter down, especially because its painful, but moreso because he doesn't want to ruin the motion of him feebly poking her cheek in return.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She slaps at his hand and huffs.]

Shut uuup.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Jeeeeeeeez, now who's cagey?

[He lets his hand drop.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I am not being cagey!

[She is giving him such a look.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Totally not caring, this is worth every second of it.]

Right, right ok. Not cagey.

[Except definitely cagey.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She is so tempted to poke him in the ribs.

But she won't.]

Now who's flattering themselves?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Holding his hand up innocently.]

Like I said, I'm just reiterating what you already said! I wouldn't have thought there was much to look at, all things considered, but I can appreciate it I guess.

[Oh god he's so smug, someone stop him.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Can she punch him? She's punching him.

Oops she forgot to aim HOPEFULLY SHE DIDN'T HIT ANYTHING FRAGILE.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[He had been expecting it, so he had braced himself for the hit.

But that doesn't stop him from feigning a rather pitiful yelp, casting a scorned look in Terezi's direction. SORRY, HE'S DEFINITELY MILKING THIS FOR ALL ITS WORTH.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Oh jegus HE ALREADY LOOKS PITIFUL ENOUGH SHE CAN'T.

But she's doing her best to look unaffected.]