It is possible that Karkat is so intent on whatever he is trying to code that he hasn't noticed that a Harlequin crab has ascended to the top of his head and gone to sleep. It's possible
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We'll get to the crabtop in a moment. And maybe the crab, too. Right now what's mostly got the short stocky fellow with the monster crossbow's attention is the typist. Varric's got the general look of 'have I seen this kind of thing before or not' at the moment, and the equipment being used- other than the monster book, anyway- is pretty secondary.
He's not going to fuss over the couch issue. He is, however, going to sit down on a nearby chair and try to get a look at the black book's contents or title, whichever is easier to spot from a distance.
For Karkat's part, this might be well within the normal variations for human size and shape, and crossbows aren't that absorbing either; trolls prefer archaic weapons. They're more fun.
The book is full of words, as is appropriate, but they aren't formatted the way Varric might expect. The basic layout is;
Although that particularly potent curse program isn't found anywhere in the massive book. It is not suitable for an introductory text, or really anyone anywhere.
Karkat gives the unseemly goggling a little while to proceed, more out of the joys of letting his irritation simmer than any erstwhile tolerance. "SWEET BLISTERING FUCK, WOULD IT BE MORE CONVENIENT FOR YOU IF I MADE YOU A COPY OF YOUR VERY OWN TO GAPE INCOMPREHENDINGLY AT IN YOUR OWN PRIVATE TIMES, BETWEEN BOUTS OF PUNISHING YOUR SHAME GLOBES?"
"You know," says Varric conversationally, "I always wondered what Qunari were like before they got big enough to loom at everyone in public. Somehow, that particular response never really came up as a possibility."
Grudgingly; "I'M NOT SURE I'M READY TO LET YOU DIVERT ME FROM A PERFECTLY GOOD TANTRUM ABOUT YOUR ERRANT SNOOPERY WITH AN AMUSING CULTURAL MISUNDERSTANDING, I'VE GOT A PRETTY GOOD NUB OF STEAM WORKED UP AND IT WOULD BE A SHAME TO WASTE IT. BUT YOU SEEM PRETTY DISGUSTINGLY UNFLAPPABLE SO I GUESS WE CAN SKIP IT."
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He's not going to fuss over the couch issue. He is, however, going to sit down on a nearby chair and try to get a look at the black book's contents or title, whichever is easier to spot from a distance.
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The book is full of words, as is appropriate, but they aren't formatted the way Varric might expect. The basic layout is;
bifurcate THIS[THIS, THIS];
import universe U1;
import universe U2;
~ATH(U1) {
~ATH(!U2) {
} EXECUTE(~ATH(THIS){}EXECUTE(NULL));
} EXECUTE(~ATH(THIS){}EXECUTE(NULL));
[THIS, THIS].DIE();
Although that particularly potent curse program isn't found anywhere in the massive book. It is not suitable for an introductory text, or really anyone anywhere.
Karkat gives the unseemly goggling a little while to proceed, more out of the joys of letting his irritation simmer than any erstwhile tolerance. "SWEET BLISTERING FUCK, WOULD IT BE MORE CONVENIENT FOR YOU IF I MADE YOU A COPY OF YOUR VERY OWN TO GAPE INCOMPREHENDINGLY AT IN YOUR OWN PRIVATE TIMES, BETWEEN BOUTS OF PUNISHING YOUR SHAME GLOBES?"
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"WHAT THE ICHOR-LACED SHIT IS A QUANARI?"
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