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[crabbycustomer]

It is not and never has been Twelfth Perigee's Eve here. There aren't even the right number of moons. And you would notice if someone had dragged in and decorated a giant behemoth leaving and decorated it. So Karkat is a little nonplussed and suspicious when he ventures out of his cocoon and the bar presents him with an enormous box

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[helpful_squid]

Hm. Hmm.

They're not machines, but they're interesting, these construction elements being used. They have a certain amount of interest to them.

Karkat, there's a six-eyed glowing blue squiddy thing holding its tentacles back as it peers at your work.

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat pauses, watching the creature out of the corner of his eye.

"OH FUCK AM I ASLEEP? THAT WOULD GODDAMN FIGURE, BRING ON THE SHITTY NARWHALS AND RAINBOW BUBBLES RIGHT WHEN I'M FUCKING HALWAYS THROUGH THIS PROSCENIUM. SHIT."

[helpful_squid]

In all fairness we should mention early on that Vergil ... well, the Huragok smells a bit. Humans have commented on it. Whether trolls would notice or care is, of course, another story.

However, right now Vergil is more interested in making a gesture of denial; Karkat is not asleep so far as it knows, and would it please continue doing its interesting work?

[crabbycustomer]

It's a weird smell, but he doesn't have a problem with it. Trolls like gross things. He wonders what kind of color Terezi would call this.

"IF YOU START SINGING I SWEAR BY THE MOTHER GRUB'S THIRD VESTIGIAL ORAL SPHINCTER I WILL GODDAMN PUNCH MYSELF AWAKE," he says, waving a finger at the erstwhile Horrorterror.

[laidback_shaman]

"Hey, that looks pretty cool."

Yoh never had Legos growing up, but he recognises them, at least, from where he's slouched over the back of a chair. Maybe he's been watching a while?

[crabbycustomer]

"YEAH NO SHIT, IT TURNS OUT YOU'RE DEALING WITH A PRETTY COOL FUCKING CUSTOMER HERE. I'M JUST GETTING WARMED UP."

There's a large central spire, and two curving walls enfolding it; Karkat is working on a tower at the end of one arm.

[laidback_shaman]

...Yeah, Yoh is completely unfazed by the rude commentary. In fact, he laughs a bit.

"Yeah, you seem like it. Are you building anything in particular? Or just letting your mind wander through your hands?"

[crabbycustomer]

This doesn't really qualify as rude commentary by Karkat's standards anyway.

"WELL HEY I'M GLAD I'VE ALREADY IMPRESSED YOU WITH MY HUGE THROBBING CONSTITIONAL NODE BUT EVEN I CAN'T JUST PULL THIS KIND OF THING OUT OF MY VENTRAL OUTLET, JEGUS. IT'S A FORTRESS OBVIOUSLY."

The arms prevent a direct attack on the gate.

[a_mere_child]

On the other hand, you have people in Milliways who have been using Legos since they were old enough to walk under their own power. Such as the very pregnant Afro-Asian woman who's eying the growing structure with Great Interest. Definitely not human architecture, but not Combine, either...

[crabbycustomer]

It's something like a castle--a central spire keep, and two sweeping arms that enfold the front gate and prevent a direct line of attack. He's working on some kind of tower that terminates one arm. There are more arcs and sweeps than is really convenient to do in Lego; it looks almost organic.

He eyes his observer over the wall, which comes up to about his chin. "JEGUS DID YOU EAT A HOOFBEAST OR WHAT? I DIDN'T REALIZE ADULT HUMANS ENGULF THEIR FOOD WHOLE AND DIGEST IT OVER THE COURSE OF A WEEK LIKE A SERPENT."

[a_mere_child]

...

"I'm pregnant. What, do you not have viviparous species on your planet?"

[crabbycustomer]

He shrugs. "NOT INTELLIGENT ONES."

"OH SHIT SO YOU HAVE ONE OF THOSE TINY PINK MONKEYS INSIDE OF YOU? DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU COMPLETELY GODDAMN USELESS FOR THE WHOLE GESTATION PERIOD?"

[anthy_rosebride]

Chuchu isn't sure whether Legos are edible.

Better investigate.

[crabbycustomer]

"GODDAMMIT, GET OFF." He snatches at the beast, cautiously; basically all Alternian fauna is dangerous, but then so is he.

[anthy_rosebride]

Chuchu shrieks in terror. "CHU!"

He also stuffs a Lego in his mouth, and dives for the dubious sanctuary of Karkat's shoulder.

[crabbycustomer]

"WHAT THE ULCERATNG SHIT DO YOU THINK--"

"MOTHER GRUB'S OOZING VESTIGIAL THIRD ORAL SPHINCTER--"

"GET OFF MY FUCKING HORNS YOU SQUAWKING BAG OF ASS!" He trips over one his walls headlong.

[veryvorkosigan]

It's a pretty impressive structure. Cordelia might be inclined to mentally add "especially for a kid his age", except that he's sufficiently non-human-looking that she can be pretty certain she doesn't actually know his age -- or, for that matter, his people's age-norms.

Right now, though, she's just trying to find a clear path to walk around it to reach one of the armchairs by the fire.

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat looks about thirteen, and he has the attitude of one; part of that is being a huge dick, bluh, bluh. It doesn't really bother him if his structure is inconveniencing people.

He hums a spiteful song to himself as he works on a tower at the end of one wall.

[veryvorkosigan]

At least she's wearing ship knits instead of skirts right now. A Vor-matron dress would already be threatening a few of the outlying walls by this time.

"So I'm betting if I put my foot down in that empty patch right there," she says, pointing with her chin, "I could step through without knocking over anything you're building. Would that be okay, or do I find another way around?"

[crabbycustomer]

"THAT DEPENDS, DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN PULL OFF THAT KIND OF MANEUVER AT YOUR AGE? BECAUSE I THINK YOU LOOK KIND OF LIKE TO DO SOME KIND OF ACROBATIC PIROUETTE ASS-FIRST INTO MY MASTERPIECE HERE AND BREAK A HIP."