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capeandcowl2012-09-07 02:52 am
nitidus) wrote in capeandcowl2012-09-07 02:52 am
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[Rose is looking completely out of sorts. Today, she decided to go shopping. It has been a trying day.
Kanaya is in Space for some reason. Shopping has been a disaster and now Rose is fairly sure she can hear screaming from someone who sounds suspiciously like Karkat.
She is so done.
She takes a deep breath and forces the most obviously fake smile onto her face that she can muster. Her tone lacks anything resembling anything remotely genuine. ]
What a completely wonderful day it is today. Kanaya is in Space, for anyone who missed that. Stuck there, too. Absolutely delightful. We should all congratulate her on finally becoming one with her aspect.
[A pause. ] Shopping went swimmingly, too. Imagine my complete and utter surprise when I discovered that the staff of every store I visited were all so completely helpful.
[And an exhale. It is a long one. Rose has had a tough week; she thinks this really shitty day may be her breaking point. ]
Karkat, if that is you that I can hear screaming in the distance, I would very much like it if you would kindly shut up. If anyone happens to have any aspirin and is near my immediate vicinity, I would be very grateful for the chance to get rid of this persistent headache. Dave, this is not a chance for you to make a stranger joke.
[And that is that. ]
ETA: PRIVATE TO GAMZEE (TEXT):
Mr. Makara, it is with my sincerest apologies that I am sending you this message. I will be attaching directions to this. I must ask that you pick Karkat up. He is presently curled up on the sidewalk, whimpering like a puppy who has been beaten to its mothers teat. Before you make any assumptions, I should inform you that his black eye was welcomed as was the bitemarks on his arm. He has made a mess of my shoulder, which is why I cannot help myself. I think I may need stitches, so when he stops writhing please tell him I said thank you. Give him my fondest, black regards too while you're at it.
If you could also inform him that if he wishes to incite another scuffle with me, he will have to buy me dinner before he even thinks of getting a cheap shot at my chest again.
I would also like the chance to apologize in person, but I think perhaps he will need a day to cool down.
My regards,
Rose.
ooc; Rose is totally being emotionally manipulated into being a bitch. also space lazers soon.
Kanaya is in Space for some reason. Shopping has been a disaster and now Rose is fairly sure she can hear screaming from someone who sounds suspiciously like Karkat.
She is so done.
She takes a deep breath and forces the most obviously fake smile onto her face that she can muster. Her tone lacks anything resembling anything remotely genuine. ]
What a completely wonderful day it is today. Kanaya is in Space, for anyone who missed that. Stuck there, too. Absolutely delightful. We should all congratulate her on finally becoming one with her aspect.
[A pause. ] Shopping went swimmingly, too. Imagine my complete and utter surprise when I discovered that the staff of every store I visited were all so completely helpful.
[And an exhale. It is a long one. Rose has had a tough week; she thinks this really shitty day may be her breaking point. ]
Karkat, if that is you that I can hear screaming in the distance, I would very much like it if you would kindly shut up. If anyone happens to have any aspirin and is near my immediate vicinity, I would be very grateful for the chance to get rid of this persistent headache. Dave, this is not a chance for you to make a stranger joke.
[And that is that. ]
ETA: PRIVATE TO GAMZEE (TEXT):
Mr. Makara, it is with my sincerest apologies that I am sending you this message. I will be attaching directions to this. I must ask that you pick Karkat up. He is presently curled up on the sidewalk, whimpering like a puppy who has been beaten to its mothers teat. Before you make any assumptions, I should inform you that his black eye was welcomed as was the bitemarks on his arm. He has made a mess of my shoulder, which is why I cannot help myself. I think I may need stitches, so when he stops writhing please tell him I said thank you. Give him my fondest, black regards too while you're at it.
If you could also inform him that if he wishes to incite another scuffle with me, he will have to buy me dinner before he even thinks of getting a cheap shot at my chest again.
I would also like the chance to apologize in person, but I think perhaps he will need a day to cool down.
My regards,
Rose.
ooc; Rose is totally being emotionally manipulated into being a bitch. also space lazers soon.
--> action.
action.
She is so done with this week.
She is marching straight up to Karkat. ]
action.
Bring it, you snark vomiting snot bubble.
action.
She balls her hand into a fist and very promptly brings her arm back and aims a punch straight in-between Karkat's eyes. ]
action.
he turns his head a little so that when the punch connects, it's less going to break his nose and more leave him with a spectacular black eye. he wheels back a step, before with a wordless battle cry, he lunges at her, not even bothering with fists. it's a straight up tackle. ]
action.
She bites his arm and tries to push him away. This is so ridiculous. He is ridiculous. She is going to kick his ass. ]
action.
Pathetic. [ and moves forward, sinking his own much bigger, much sharper troll teeth into her shoulder. ]
action.
Motherfucker. ] What the fuck is wrong with you? [ -- is hissed through her teeth as Rose aims another punch (with her good arm) for his stomach. She kicks his shin for good measure. ]
action.
he lets her pull him away with an exclamation of disgust, and doesn't have an answer for her query beyond spluttering and spitting in an attempt to rid his mouth of her blood. nor does he have time to block her punch to his stomach. his stomach which is sporting still healing, still stitched gore wounds. he gasps out a strangled noise that's halfway between a wheeze and a groan, and seizes up for a moment, the shock of pain freezing him in place for a good few seconds. that is until she kicks his shin, and he stumbles, now grabbing her less in order to hurt her and more in order to hold himself up.
some part of him that is still rational asks him what the fuck it is he's doing. the rest of him is drunk on the empathy-sensed waves of rage emanating from everyone around him, and pulls back his fist, not really bothering to aim, though it heads toward her chest. ]
action.
She opens her mouth to say, Karkat, are you okay?
And then Karkat punches her on the boob. The words die in her throat and Rose is left speechless, gaping and taking a step back, clutching her boob with an offended gasp and a dull throb swelling under her palm. She is taken aback. She is Real Mad.
He just punched her boob. She curls her fist and she aims for his other eye. ]
action.
he's not going to take this.
he surges forward again, and this time his head is lowered, horns pointed directly at rose's face. they may not be sharp, but they still aren't enjoyable to be clocked in the face with. on top of that, he attempts to angle himself so as to get another, better grip on her, and hopefully pull her forward to knee her in the stomach. ]
action.
He headbutted her.
She feels quite offended, all of a sudden. With a sneer, Rose Lalonde takes a deep breath and shoulder tackles against Karkat's chest, elbowing him in the side. She feels a little sick, but she is mostly angry and she is going to make Karkat Vantas cry today, if it is the last thing she ever does.
She extends a leg out, foot and ankle aiming to trip him up. ]