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[Standing in one of the hallways is a kind of funny looking kid. He's short and stocky with a ridiculous mop of inky black hair that looks like it hasn't been combed in weeks, but that's far from the strangest thing about him. Protruding from the mop of hair are a pair of orange-gradiented horns for starters, and the skin they protrude from is greyed and somewhat leathery. His eyes are yellow and his teeth are sharp and he... pretty much looks pissed off at everything.]

[Don't worry, that's normal.]

So let's pretend for half of a fucking miniscule human time measurement that I give one iota of a fuck about this place, and assume that I want to figure out where the fuck my dorm is.

[He glowers at the piece of paper in his hand.]

Would one of you useless pink monkeys like to point me in the direction of A201?

[[ooc; tags when i'm back from a thing.]]

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[And that answer of course manages to blow him completely away. He'd seemed like he was in fear for his life, but John had assumed something had happened with Jack.]

[He wasn't expecting what was apparently a mutiny. He didn't want to think about one of his own friends turning on them. It was just something he couldn't even fathom.]

[Unfortunately the thought of losing them as well, was a subject fresh on his mind after his trip back home, he couldn't imagine how Karkat felt right now, because just thinking about it gave him a bad pain in his chest.]

Karkat...

[He really wished he had something better to say.]

[Just the look on John's face is enough to make Karkat's own face tinge red in embarrassed anger. It's a good thing John didn't think of something better to say, because Karkat probably would have just cut him off with his tirade.]

Shut up. Just shut the fuck up, take me where you're taking me to, and continue to shut the fuck up, okay? I don't need you pretending you get it, or get me, or pulling your stupid friendship bullshit right now. Save it for somebody who gives half a shit.

[Expected but still something of a punch in the face. And its obvious from the way John's shoulders drop and he actually completely averts his eyes.]

Yeah. Okay.

[And John does just that. He turns and keeps heading up the stairs. There was irony to be appreciated in the fact he actually did have an idea but not even he could do this right now.]

[There's definitely a brief pang from the way John just shut up and did what he screamed at him for, but Karkat refuses to acknowledge it and trudges along after him, trying to convince his heartbeat to go back into his chest where it belongs and get the fuck out of his throat.]

[He didn't want to shove John away, John was probably the only person that could actually help him with this, and would without thinking he was a total loser with no spine, because John never thought ill of anybody for anything and it's not like the retard was capable of disliking another living being for any reason at all. He snarled, quietly to himself, and shoved his hands back in his pockets.]

Hopefully you guys have been at least fucking up less than I have.

[He'd been doing such a good job of not letting it show. Trying to ignore it all and just be himself. Happy, excited and full of derp, so no one else would get worried. Garden was good for distracting him anyways, while he tried to figure out what he was going to do when they all got back to Sburb.]

[Way to go, now it was all at the surface. He was kind of really glad he was walking in front of him. Obviously the last thing Karkat needed was to see him lose his shit.]

[Though, that remark makes him stop. Was he? He didn't even know any more. He'd been killed again and he had no idea if Rose was okay. He'd let his Dad get killed by Jack and eventually the Scratch would lead to him getting loose in Karkat's world. Yeah. Let's make a list of fucking up and see who wins.]

[Instead of saying anything, he opts to continue honoring his vow of silence and start walking again.]

[He kept walking when John stopped, and was almost beside him when the Heir started walking again. Something was off.]

Egbert-- [He reached forward and grabbed John by the shoulder without really thinking, and in realizing he'd done it out of some sickening form of concern, he forced his eyebrows together into a scowl and tugged roughly on the shoulder once it was in his grasp.] Tell me you didn't fuck it up, too. [He needs you to tell him this, John. He's not sure why, but-- but if you can't recover, if you can't be derp and just a perpetual axis point for his rage and irritation, he won't be okay. And he can't not be okay right now.]

[The day was so full of unexpected, it seemed. Because Karkat grabbing his shoulder about made him jump. Quickly after he goes completely rigid. He wasn't about to look at him yet. Not until he was sure he could do it and still somehow smile at him. Just like normal.

Dammit, Karkat. You yell at him to shut up, he actually does it and now you want him to talk? Make up your mind!]

I don't know.

[And that was the horrible truth. He had no idea. And no amount of choking down his feelings masked the slight waver in his voice.]

[Why does this bother him so much this shouldn't bother him so much--]

[Make a quip about how useless he is. Tell him it's his own stupid human fault that he fucked up! He fucked it all up in the first place, didn't he? He and his stupid paradox sister and her stupid rule-breaking dog and--]

[--and he couldn't even be angry about it anymore, it just wasn't happening and he sort of deflated and let go of John's shoulder and receded away a little.] Fuck.

[He tries again, shaking his head and making a gesture that looks like he intends to hit John.] Well that just cements it-- We're all a bunch of nooksuckingly retarded fuckups. That's all we're here for, obviously! To fuck up, and fuck up again, and just when it looks like things might work out, we get to fuck up all over again! And if we're not fucking up for ourselves, someone else is fucking everything up for us.

Fuck. [Karkat we know this is your favorite word, but really. Use a thesaurus.]

[Fuck.

Fuck was a good way to put it. John, still facing away from him, leans against the wall. It was funny how different Karkat's view on it was so much different from Dave and Jade's earlier.]

[He took a deep breath.]

Time Compression sent me home last week. Jack was there.

He killed my Dad and Rose's mom. We were both so mad we went after him.

[In a somewhat instinctive motion, Karkat balls up his sheaf of paperwork and then proceeds to tear it in half.]

[...oops. Hope he didn't need anything in that.]

It serves you fucking right! You all are the ones that created Jack, and-- [And that has nothing to do with the fact that he's killed John's Human-Lusus and you know it, Karkat, stop lashing out because you have no idea how else to react--] --and I don't fucking know! You're all still alive at least, right? You braindead fuckjobs? You and Lalonde and Harley and that fucking shades-wearing Strider? In the game, not here. [Why does he care? Why does it matter? Because focusing on this, and being angry about this, is better than focusing on Gamzee and Eridan's shits being flipped? Better than focusing on the bodies? The blood? The fact that it wasn't grub sauce all over Kanaya, that Terezi may be dead too, that--]

[Welp, so much for not focusing on it.]

[And that hits him pretty hard. And for once, he's kind of tired of Karkat just screaming at him like he knows what he's talking about, because this once? He's actually wrong. So, so wrong.]

[He whips around to look at him finally and his expression is a twist of anger and something far beyond anguish.]

Shut up! Alright? Just, why don't you shut up!? I know it does! If I'd spent half the time in Sburb actually being serious, he'd still be fucking alive!!

[Fuck, he couldn't do this. Couldn't even stay angry at him, or even out Vriska for her part in Jack's creation. All the venom sort of just drains from his voice and it falls into a shaky, near hysteric tone.] For all I know Jack got Rose, just like he got me! I shouldn't even be standing here right now, after the way he ran me through. I don't know, Karkat, I don't fucking know!

[And he actually starts, going silent and slackfaced at John's outburst. He hadn't been expecting that at all.]

[And it's not like he understands the weird relationship humans have with their weird Human Lusii, either, so really who is he to talk? But no, this is no time to have doubts about how he treats John because he is overall superior, they did create them, didn't they? He has to keep that in mind and not--]

[Fuck, did John just say Jack ran him through?]

What-- what? He-- Egbert you're fucking retarded you're standing right here, he can't have run you through!! [There's a faint waver to his voice, but it's confusion more than anything. He's just stupid, he doesn't know what he's talking about, if Jack could kill a God Tier human, even the stupidest of the group, there was no way Terezi or any of the others had survived--]

He did! I don't know how I'm here right now, either! I have the fucking scar from it and everything. The shirt's in the bottom of the trashcan in my room.

[John took a moment to actually catch his breath and try to compose himself. He was dangerously close to crossing the Lost Shit line.]

[Karkat just sort of snarls at him and takes a step forward, setting a hand flat-palmed against John's chest in the approximation of where that stupid Windy emblem would have been. He's looking at his hand, frowning.] You're already God Tier though, if you die that's it. You can't have... [Karkat you're touching him.]

[John looks down at Karkat's hand. Willing himself to calm down a little bit more.]

All I remember is the sword-- going through me. Someone else from here, Marco, he got us all away, but I'm pretty sure Rose still went after him. I woke up after the Time Compression brought us back to Garden.

[Humans are oddly warm. Karkat pulls his hand away and scrunches his face.]

I'm not apologizing, because Jack is still you guys' fault. [That's as close to an "I was being an asshole I'm sorry" you're getting out of him.]

[He honestly doesn't know how to respond to that. He's emotionally exhausted and doesn't have it in him to do anything aside from just.]

[Just. Give him some kind of strained smile and finish going back up the stairs.]

[It's really weird to see that on John's face. Here Karkat was, thinking the kid was a fountain of perpetual idiocy that could never be brought down, and he's wearing expressions that Karkat's pretty sure he's never really seen because they've been on his own face or he hasn't known anyone to make them.]

[He considers reaching after him again, but drops his hand and follows after him again.]

What... is it that your Human Lusus does, again? [He asks the question carefully, as though he's not sure if it's okay or maybe he's just not sure he's used the right word. This is a strange sort of situation to be in, from his perspective.]

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