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[crabbycustomer]

[OOC: Some time ago, Karkat left the bar and returned to his doomed asteroid.

OOM: If this is how you folks make art it's fucking depressingKarkat returns to the bar considerably worse for wear

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> Be the other Homestuck pup

[seeswitheyes]

Does Rose know what trolls look like? No, no she does not. However, odds are good that she would recognise a grey Cancer symbol for what it is. She is far from stupid.

However, Karkat does have the chance to notice the flighty broad before she looks up from her black tome of eldritch lore, and notices him.

>Knight: See

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat is not, at first, in any shape to tell one pink monkey from another. He is trying to cope with large sweaty whacks of guilt that keep whamming into the side of his head.

Besides, he has had almost no experience with the Rose-human. (WHAM) He left her almost entirely to Kanaya (WHAM!) to deal with. In fact, from what Kanaya (WHAM WHAM) had told him, she was pretty much the only having any success with his plan (wham) possibly because she was the only one who paid any attention to his (WHAM!!!!) leadership

> Seer: See.

[seeswitheyes]

Rose glances up from her tome - a regular occurrence, allowing her to survey her environs, and, in this instance, notice a rather pathetic example of alien life curled up on the ground and staring at her.

"Is there something I can assist your with, or are you merely blinded by my exemplary fashion sense?"

>Knight: Blind

[crabbycustomer]

WHAM WHAM!!

Okay.

Fuck this.

It can be her fault. She started whatever stupid pissing contest with Eridan, she's the one who brought honest-to-God so fucking stupid fairy tale bullshit magic into play, so it can be her fault. Fuck her and her stupid wands and her stupid horrible penetrating Seer-vision slicing him up in a way he mostly associates with Terezi's suspicious nose.

"YES, HAHA, THIS IS THE TRADITIONAL HUMAN SARCASM I'M BEING SHOWERED WITH, WHAT A DELIGHT."

Speaking of fashion, he only has one outfit that doesn't have his symbol prominently displayed on it; he is fairly sure, from his review of the timelines, that she has never seen her game's version of it. He equips the ash-colored JUNIOR CARCINOGENETICIST'S LAB SUIT. He relaxes his posture, but keeps his hands over the belt buckle. There has to be a casual low-key to whip his belt off, right?

"WHAT MY HIDEOUS DAY WAS LACKING WAS THE OPPORTUNITY TO DISCUSS EARTH MONKEY FASHION, WHICH I GIVE SO MANY FUCKS ABOUT. I HAVE AN EMBARASSING SURPLUS OF FUCKS TO DISTRIBUTE ON

[veryvorkosigan]

"Hey."

There's a sweep of tan skirt in his line of sight all of a sudden.

[crabbycustomer]

He looks up.

"OH IT'S YOU."

"THE... OLD WOMAN." There's something very sad about his shredded but unrelenting bravado; like a fiddler crab lifting its pathetic claws in defiance just before the Herculean foot stamps it into the sad.

[veryvorkosigan]

"Yeah, that's me."

She at least has the grace not to say it overtly gently; her tone's as matter-of-fact as could be wished for.

"You all right, kiddo?"

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat's eyes go into some kind of middle distance. "NO.

I AM PRETTY FUCKING FAR FROM ALL RIGHT."

[tyler_marlocke]

Karkat freaking out like he is, he probably won't notice the small grey sneakers and blue jeans that stop in front of him for the better part of a minute before walking away...

And returning to set a tray in front of Karkat containing a bowl of clean pure lukewarm water, towel, folded clean plain black t-shirt, and a bowl of deep-fried grubloaf nuggets, and a Threshecutioner Juicebox.

It'll be pushed towards him without a word.

[crabbycustomer]

Silence Karkat can handle. He responds in kind by brusquely ignoring Tyler and acting like the tray fell from the sky, picking it up and taking it to the relative seclusion of a nearby booth

[tyler_marlocke]

Karkat will hear a short woof in return from the little blonde human grub, along with a short nod.

If the troll wants to talk, he can find time for it later, right now, the point is to feel less like something shoved up a hoofbeast's excrement pipe. With that, Tyler's jogging off into the Bar crowd to get back into the Milliways crowd and to his own duties.