open log!

[crab]

WHO: karkat and you.
WHERE: UH WOW I'M BAD AT NEW YORK'S GEOGRAPHY SO ANYWHERE REALLY HELP ME OUT but around/not too far from 86th and 3rd i guess.
WHEN: 22nd april.
WARNINGS: karkat's pottymouth.
SUMMARY: karkat's curiosity has gotten the better of him and he is exploring the city. and he has managed to get himself lost OOPS.
FORMAT: quicklog.

[ not only is it daylight, which is extraordinarily unsettling for someone who has grown up in a society that associated daylight with being scorched and blinded, but earth cities are a lot more noisy and crowded than on alternia oh my god. EVERYTHING IS SO BRIGHT AND LOUD AND THERE ARE SO MANY ADULTS???? HE HAS NEARLY BEEN HIT BY A CAR TWICE. HELP. someone assist the thirteen year old alien wandering about looking anxious and bewildered. occasionally spitting out a few verses of profanity. ]

Comments

[soulbondee]

[ it has been one hell of a weekend for Yuma, attempted murder aside, and really he was just making a quick run to the store to pick up some cat food for Bombalurina and Skimbleshanks -- or Bomb and Shanks, as they were quickly being nicknamed.

and by cat food, he really meant regular groceries, because Yuma knows nothing about animal care and obviously cats like cheeseburgers just as much as people do, right?

in any case, it was him and Tora sleeping in the hood of his jacket making the grocery run, minding their own running-and-flying business when the screeching of car horns makes Yuma flinch and his attention turn to the road--

oh hey
there's some kid caught in traffic.

Yuma jogs in place for a moment, really really tempted to keep going, but...

man he will feel so guilty if he doesn't do something. thus, with an air of exasperation, Yuma just

you know

runs out into traffic too
reaching to grab that guy by the arm. ]

Y'know they're not gonna slow down at all, right?! Come on!!

[ KARKAT LET THE MYSTERIOUS BOY WITH STUPID HAIR SAVE YOU FROM SPEEDING TRAFFIC. ]

[crab]

[ KARKAT IS HONESTLY WILLING TO LET ANYONE SAVE HIM FROM THIS NIGHTMARE. he was just trying to cross the road and then suddenly cars everywhere???? HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, HE IS CONVINCED HE IS GOING TO DIE. there are four wheeled motorized transportation vessels zooming past him on either side and they all make the same horrifying beeping noises at him as they go past. he is torn between terror and screaming his outrage at the drivers.

and then there's

a hand

on his arm

WHERE ARE WE GOING OH MY GOD YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US BOTH STRANGE HUMAN BOY WITH RIDICULOUS HAIR??? ]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING OH MY GOD WE'RE BOTH GOING TO DIE YOU NUBSUCKING MORON-- WATCH OUT IT'S GOING TO HIT US --HOLY SHIT ARE YOU INSANE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU-- OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD--?!

[soulbondee]

[ It's almost like a fucking ballet out here, trying to get across even a single lane of traffic while spinning out of the way of a too-far-extended mirror or collegiate assholes making threatening swerves; one last asshole not checking before making a right-hand turn has Yuma panicking a little, tugging harder on Karkat's arm. ]

Jump!

[ because he is on his way to airborne and KARKAT IT WILL BE SO MUCH EASIER TO THROW YOU TO SAFETY IF YOU OBLIGE. ]

[crab]

[ karkat has been panicking this whole time and while he does oblige when told to jump- it's not like he has any other options- he also decides now is prime time to give vocalization to his very deep and profound thoughts at this moment- ]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGHHFUCK!

[soulbondee]

[ and CONGRATULATIONS, sidewalk has been reached! there's a bit of stumbling away from the road, but between honking cars and stupid teenage boys leaping out of traffic, any nearby pedestrians have long since cleared away and are at least leaving this segment of sidewalk nearly deserted.

of course, cars continue honking at them for that whole round of stupidity, but whatever!! Yuma retains his hold on Karkat's arm, at least until it looks like he's not going to fall over from fright. ]

Jeez, you almost got hit!

[crab]

[ SIDEWALK HE COULD KISS YOU but he won't because that's gross. instead he's going to get angry at the guy who just saved his life to hopefully cover up just how panicked he was a second ago (and still kind of is). ]

Wow, I honestly never noticed, thank you for telling me, human stranger. I would have had a hard time realizing that I was just subject to a near death experience without you here to inform me.

[soulbondee]

Sheesh... [ taking him completely seriously; this will go so well. ] So you're totally clueless?

[crab]

[ augh he hates it when people don't understand he's being scathing!! ]

No you idiot, is the weight of that hairstyle bearing down on your pan causing it to short out under the pressure? I was being sarcastic for the sake of being disparaging.

[soulbondee]

Shut up! There's nothing wrong with my hair! [ he crosses his arms over his chest, looking huffy--sensitive subject?--and when he continues speaking, he's not looking at Karkat at all. ]

So what happened, light change on you?

[crab]

Your hair is a heinous crime against filamentous biomaterial.