[There's a gray face taking up a lot of the viewscreen all of a sudden, unpainted and curious. The owner is poking a finger at various places on the device. Enough movement should reveal to anyone watching a familiar shirt and horns, though the latter are smaller than usual
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Oh. Fuck. No.
He'd been hoping his moirail had been unaffected or at least affected the same goddamn way that he was.
After a brief internal struggle, he growls to himself and then opens the door to his croft. He stands framed in the doorway, towering over the tiny form of kid!Gamzee, and then...
... Clears his throat.]
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He gives a panicked cry and tries to scamper the fuck away.]
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That's why he makes the best decision he possibly could in this situation, which was to chase him and try to pin him with a tackle.]
Gamzee for fuck's sake! It's Karkat, you shitnugget!
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He wriggles and flails as much as possible, at last attempting to sink his sharp little teeth into Karkat's arm.]
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He tries to hold him at arm's length.]
No - fuck - stop struggling! I'm not going to kill you, or eat you, or kill your lusus, or - fuck, just stop flailing around like that!
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So what are you going to do with him then, adult?]
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He sighs and loosens his grip, but still holds onto him.]
Look. You won't believe this - fuck, I barely believe this shit is happening again - but I'm only six sweeps old. Okay? This is a fucking curse from fuckers called 'fae'. You're affected too, except you regressed down the years and I...
[He sighs harshly.]
And I fucking hate time travel.
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He's starting to feel a little silly for being afraid of him now, though. It doesn't look like he's in any danger of being eaten at all.]
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You don't have a fucking clue what I'm talking about, right, Gamzee?
[It occurs to him that he'd given Gamzee his name. If that was the first time Gamzee had ever heard of a 'Karkat Vantas', did that mean that Karkat had just sewn the seed for them meeting and becomming friends?
Fuck's sake.
He really hated time travel.]
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Wrigglers are fickle little things, though. He likes this older troll now, and he gives him a little smile in the hopes that the adult will carry him around a little while longer.]
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Okay. We're not on Alternia - you know, just incase you suddenly became fucking stupid as well as tiny. This is a place called 'Demeleier'. Alternatively, it's 'The Land of Fairies and Douchebags.' When you're older, you will get that reference.
[He ducks into the croft with Gamzee and closes the door. Here, he starts rummaging about for something of Gamzee's to show him. Unfortunately, it's not like he'd recognise it...]
There're pretty nasty motherfuckers around here who like to fuck with wrigglers. So stay close to me until we can get you to your lusus, okay?
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[Gamzee twists around to blink up at Karkat then. If this adult troll knew of a way to bring his lusus around, he'd like to know of it too.]
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[It's okay, Karkat. Gamzee doesn't expect much on that end anyway.
He gets a good grip on the other troll, little fingers clinging to his clothing.]
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Shit. Where do you even keep all your crap?
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[Gamzee wants to be able to provide Karkat with an answer, but he doesn't have any clue. He doesn't remember being in this place before.
His older self doesn't keep much, and most is in his sylladex still. The best the other troll might find right now are a few scattered clown horns.]
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