thecapitol | I'd rather run the other way than stay and see

Who| Terezi, Disciple, Karkat (but not at the same time)
What| Visitors! Terezi doesn't want them, but she's going to get them anyway. There's people with things to say.
Where| District 3 Suites, Terezi's room
When| Not long after Terezi's return in Week
Warnings/Notes| None so far

After her fight with Fraysong, Terezi hasn't felt much like leaving her room. She's already gone over as much of the broadcasts as she really cares to. Everything has been hashed and rehashed and quite honestly, she's tired of hearing the Capitol voices on the television screen going on and on about how tragic or exciting their lives are. It's enough to make her sick.

Save for her venture to the roof, her only other excursion consisted of a trip to see the Disciple. Or rather, to slip a picture under her door with a note written on the back. There's other places that she would like to visit, but the risk of running into people that she doesn't want to deal with is too high. So she retires to her room to whittle away some hours browsing the network.

It seems that not everyone has been as preoccupied with the arena as she has.

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In a weird way, it really is comforting.

Karkat shakes his head. "Nobody told me. I figured out myself later. I'm a moron but I'm not that much of a moron."

"Ah." She nods, a little distractedly. Should she tell him? It's not like he needs to know. It's over and done with, and he understands at least partially what she did. The correction wouldn't change anything. Expect perhaps to emphasize how close he had come to really not being here. And how careful she wants him to be. She really can't emphasize that enough part.

"...You wouldn't have lost your leg. I Saw you die out there. That was the alternative that I was trying to avoid."

Edited 2013-12-11 21:15 (UTC)

"Oh," he says quietly. "Shit."

He rubs his eyes again. "I can talk to Cuthbert and Nepeta," he says, "if you want."

Terezi shakes her head at that.

"No, I can talk to them myself. I don't need you vouching for me." She sounds a little uncomfortable when she says it like that. Like she might be running away from the confrontation, if she lets Karkat talk to them for her. Whether or not that sounds appealing, she doesn't want to let it go that way.

"Okay," Karkat says, worrying his lip between his dull fangs. "But if you change your mind..." He shrugs.

He's stopped crying by now. That's something at least.

"Is there anything I can do to make up this shit for you?" he asks suddenly.

"You can be careful, like I've said." But that probably goes without saying. She shrugs a little, trying to think of something that will make this feel more okay.

"...You could be nicer to the Initiate and Helmsman. If that's out of the question, you could at least leave them alone. I don't want a repeat of what happened in that arena. From either side." If there's one thing that she's learned from her sweeps on Alternia, it's that vengeance cycles never go anywhere good.

Karkat groans. He was hoping she wouldn't ask that. "Fine," he says. "I won't talk to them unless they talk to me. I've said everything I wanted to that whimsical shitprince anyway." He sighs. "And... I guess I can promise not to attack that fucker too, if you want. Since you want me safe and trying to take him down isn't."

There. Never say he didn't go beyond the call of duty for paying your ass back, Terezi.

Whimsical shitprince. Terezi presses her lips together in a line, but she doesn't say anything. She's not in the mood to defend the Initiate anymore than she is to argue with Karkat.

"Thanks, I guess." Her attention shifts away from a moment as she turns her head. When she turns her head back to him, she holds out her hand, palm turned up. She doesn't say anything, just waits.

Karkat doesn't know what she wants with the gesture at first. Then he takes a guess, placing the tribble on her palm. "Yeah. You too."

Terezi takes the Tribble, listening to it squeak and coo as she holds it up close to her face. She sniffs at it. It does smell good. And if she's going to try getting along with Karkat again, she should probably try to accept his gift.

"It's cute," she finally says. "My other one could use a playmate, I guess... If you still want to make a gift of it."

"Yeah," he says, "I do. Even if he weren't a gift for the cessation of hostilities... I kind of owe you even more now, don't I?"

Karkat shifts nervously from one foot to the other. "Maybe we could hang out sometime?"

Terezi frowns a little. She doesn't really want Karkat thinking that he "owes her", but she's not about to fight it. She's really tired of fighting lately.

She gives a shrug at his second question and forces a hint of a smile. "Sure. We can do that."

He nods. "I'll see you around, then."

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annnnd END OF THREAD, hello sweet sweet completion points