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Karkat Vantas ([personal profile] usedshooshpap) wrote in [community profile] route_10652012-07-26 10:59 pm

No matter how you feel

Who: Vantas and Vanitas
Where: Goldenrod
When: 24th
Summary: Guilt trips to coffee shops after numerous arguments
Rating: PG-13 for laaanguage
Log:



[ he said five minutes and it takes a little longer than that. Karkat feels a touch guilty about today. can't seem to do a blasted thing right. not by Vanitas. not by Eridan either. but he can't just let the idiot sit out there and stew over it, nope.

so he snatches a few credits up and goes out to hunt down his friend. ]
shadowdive: (tch)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't really expected Karkat to come down, let alone say he was coming down, but Vanitas let him do what he wanted; it's not up to him about anything anyway. Playing Ekans on his gear in the meantime, he slumps a little with his back against the bench he's sitting in and turns the music up, headphones on.]
shadowdive: (quiet)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Jerking with his headphones snatched, he almost levels Karkat with a stink eye. Almost. He drops his eyes back down to his screen instead and grunts, but he's getting up.]
shadowdive: (planning)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Letting the headphones hang around his neck, he follows quietly, looking up only every few moments or so to stare at the back of his head before he has to look down again and move the Ekans.]
shadowdive: (masked)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
It's fine. [It's not, by how he's monotoning. But he doesn't feel he has the right to complain anymore, so saying nothing is better.]

Hows your nose? [He doesn't want to talk about the arguments.]
shadowdive: (opposite)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Good. [Vanitas goes quiet again, but the game ceases making noise as he pockets the gear and stuffs his hands there as well.]

.. Where are we going?
shadowdive: (school uniform???)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Why? You don't need to. [It makes his steps halt in place.]
shadowdive: (dark glance)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[It's probably a good thing he's derp enough to not understand the comment about 'tight butt'. Frowning still, there's hesitation, but he's moving again, slightly trotting even to catch up.]
shadowdive: (adversion)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
I said I'm fine. [His tone has at least slipped out of the single note, but he's speaking irritably right back at him.]

I get why you wanted me to shut my trap, so you don't need to do any apologizing or whatever. I said I just wasn't tired. [Stepping close enough to walk beside him now, he's keeping his eyes on the road, on their feet.]
shadowdive: (unsure)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[His expression is dulling again, blanking, and his voice hits the monotone again in a heartbeat.] Shut up. [He's already sore inside, and what he's saying just isn't... helping. Vani's feet slow to a stop again and he simply stares at the ground, waiting for a better reason to keep walking.]
shadowdive: (watchful)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[The tug gets dead weight first, but his head lifts a little, expression wearing a small frown. Looking almost like a kicked puppy, that little dog metaphor fitting once again.]
shadowdive: (destati)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[In conclusion, they both need hair cuts.

The second tug gets Vanitas' hand turning, offering it hesitantly.
]
shadowdive: (closed eye)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It isn't going to happen, is it.

He physically seems to relax with the simple gesture, and squeezes that hand.
]
shadowdive: (quiet)

[personal profile] shadowdive 2012-07-27 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Vani falls into step with him with the tug, closing his eyes and just let's him lead the way. No more stops.]

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