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capeandcowllogs2012-09-06 03:55 am
gevurah) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-09-06 03:55 am
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i fought the war
WHO: KARKAT and KATE
WHERE: a convenience store
WHEN: early evening of 9/6
WARNINGS: a certain someone's mouth, most likely.
SUMMARY: Karkat steals to support himself and Kate catches him in the act and must deal with this without violence! Don't punch kids, Kate.
FORMAT: je m'en fiche u_u
Parking in not New York really was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Kate had circled a good four times before she managed to squeeze the bike into a spot a block down from the store. She didn't mind the distance— she wasn't going to be long.
Recently, she had grown uneasy being away from the apartment, from Nill, when she wasn't patrolling or working a case. Dent being locked behind bars these days only brought minimal comfort to her agitated thoughts. The buses, Nill being shot by someone who should have been dead and her being dragged into a dimension she had no power to find or enter herself, Max's recent... along with Vulcanus on the move again was enough to keep her mind preoccupied with dark, angry, but vaguely paranoid thoughts.
None of these thoughts were visible in her expression or the way she carried herself down the street. She was good at pretending otherwise.
With her helmet in hand, she walked toward the automatic glass doors of the store.
WHERE: a convenience store
WHEN: early evening of 9/6
WARNINGS: a certain someone's mouth, most likely.
SUMMARY: Karkat steals to support himself and Kate catches him in the act and must deal with this without violence! Don't punch kids, Kate.
FORMAT: je m'en fiche u_u
Parking in not New York really was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Kate had circled a good four times before she managed to squeeze the bike into a spot a block down from the store. She didn't mind the distance— she wasn't going to be long.
Recently, she had grown uneasy being away from the apartment, from Nill, when she wasn't patrolling or working a case. Dent being locked behind bars these days only brought minimal comfort to her agitated thoughts. The buses, Nill being shot by someone who should have been dead and her being dragged into a dimension she had no power to find or enter herself, Max's recent... along with Vulcanus on the move again was enough to keep her mind preoccupied with dark, angry, but vaguely paranoid thoughts.
None of these thoughts were visible in her expression or the way she carried herself down the street. She was good at pretending otherwise.
With her helmet in hand, she walked toward the automatic glass doors of the store.
no subject
He hangs back and holds his tongue when she pays the cashier. It hurts his pride to let her save his ass after meddling in his getaway, but it's better than having the authorities called and possibly being done in as that one guy who spends his days harboring a wanted serial killer. He's been chased by cops before, and there's bound to be some who would recognize him.
When she's done, though, he sees no reason not to go right back to mouthing off.
"I should have recognized you sooner, I guess. You're even more condescending in person."