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[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

[crab]

[ he probably wouldn't have jumped as violently otherwise, but the sensory overload the city has given him has set him pretty damn on edge. ]

Well. Fuck. So, what, you're mute? You really do have a figurative frond nub down your chute, then?

[culver]

[Her cheeks redden. She nods, wings stretching out and fluttering a bit. She had pulled them against her back so quickly that they had cramped a bit.]

[crab]

[ karkat unfortunately doesn't have a record of being sensitive about other people's physical handicaps. ]

Well you get a one way ticket to being markedly less obnoxious than half the population in one fell swoop. I'm guessing the telepathy bullshit is your power?

[culver]

[It's actually kind of nice to not immediately be pitied. Nill has never really felt handicapped because of her muteness. She nods at the question, a smile making its way back to her face.]

[crab]

Could you warn someone before you go around projecting your thoughts into their brains? And don't go through mine. That's private.

[culver]

[She nods, but holds up her hands and shakes her head when he tells her to "not go through his." She couldn't actually do that; she could only talk.]

[crab]

Is that a no, I'm going to go through your thoughts anyway because fuck you Karkat, or no I'm not going to do that because I'm making it my goal in life to not be a hefty butt chomping douchesack?

[culver]

[After deciphering his speech, she holds up two fingers to indicate the second option.]