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Vanitas, would you fucking like to stop your constant need to squirm around?

Shut up, I need a minute to prepare

[ snort. ] If you tense up, you'll only make this fucking worse for yourself.

[ so, so dry. ] Oh, ha ha, you say that like it's not going to hurt. Give me something to bite. [ a beat. ] Your arm is preferred.

It will only hurt like the human conception of Hell for a few seconds, you big wiggler. If you need something to bite, then use your Vanillish. C'mon, Will. Get over here.

[ there's the thudding of footsteps followed by a low 'Axorrrr' from Will, Karkat's Haxorus. ]

I'm not biting that, it tastes like crap! And it's going to hurt long after you shove it back into place, idiot! Get me something to bite or I'm calling this off.

[ another groan. ] Oh my god. Fine! [ the sound that hits the Gear is Karkat digging through his bag. ] Take my extra shirt, shit for brains.

[ there's a grunt and Karkat starts again: ] On the count of three. One... Two - [ insert pop sound and a roar. ] Three.

FFUCK! [ that's a scream, not a yell. ]

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Then do you see how stupid it is to blame yourself for that?

[Letting out a sigh, it seems the worst is over.]

You miss a lot of things, don't you.

No, it's not stupid. Other shit might be partially dismissed, but not this. I'm responsible for that adorable ball of rage and slaughter filled troll. We're the palerom that you fucking see in the movies or read about in ancient folklore. Written in the goddamn stars type of thing.

And I fucking ignored that.

[ but he does miss a lot of things. being a troll. having Gamzee around... Terezi. Sollux's sight. ]

Quit blaming yourself. [The hug is mildly interrupted by a sharp swat on the back.] Would he blame you?

Ow! Fuck! Quit hitting me!

[ he pulls away from Vanitas scowling. ]

So what if he wouldn't blame me? He fucking adores me so of course he wouldn't.

Then that's why you should stop blaming yourself.

[Vanitas lets him pull back with a bit of hesitation, but he retracts his arm after a moment and snuffs.] He wouldn't blame you, so neither should you.

[ he's wiping his face on that shirt that Vanitas had taken to biting earlier. now it's his face that is pink and puffy.

and that bruise HAD been fading. now there's just an angry red mark covering it up. ]

You're all seriously lacking some much needed functions of your think pan.

[Cracking half a smile, Vanitas reached for a moment to catch his chin and tip his head to get a better look at the mark he went and left. Letting go and waving his Vanillish over, he has the pokemon make a bit of ice in his hand to reach and press it against Karkat's red cheek.]

So you say.

[ and Karkat just sits there, taking it. ]

So I fucking know.

I don't care what you insist on "knowing". [Using the ice to give his cheek a very light smack, Vanitas shakes his head.]

Don't hate yourself so much. I like you, and I don't like very many people. Consider it a plus.

[ glares and snaps at with his jaws. a troll gesture, but an ineffective one as a human. ]

Tch. That much was obvious, Vani.

And it obviously needed to be said. [The snap only makes him snort and chuckle, giving another light smack with the ice.]

You're hitting me again.

Punishment for crying on me. I already told you I don't deal with tears. [He doesn't hit again though, just pushing the ice more firmly against his face.]

Oh please. As if you don't cry.

I don't unless my shoulder is being snapped. [Physical pain is different from emotional pain though.]

That just means you're being a wuss.

How is that being a wuss? [Narrowing his eyes about that.]

Physical pain is a part of every day life, man.

Not to that extent. [The ice is starting to melt between fingers and cheek.]

Yeah it is. Or it was. I had to fight my Lusus every night.

Whatever. [When his fingers hit his cheek, it's more of a pat this time. Drawing his hand away though, Vanitas finally moves to stand, stretching his legs.]

[ rubbing the wetness away a little bit. ]

Pills kicking in at all?

[ guess who is all up and concerned. ]

Yeah, feels better. You need some yourself? [Giving his limp arm a half pat then to show that he doesn't look to be in as much pain, Vani looks over that red handprint on his cheek again.]

.... Probably shouldn't have hit so hard.

[ shrugs and waves him off. ]

I'm not going to fucking break by one stupid punch or a slap, fuck you very much. It's fine. Jack slaps harder anyway, being a Carapace and all.

[Snorting and giving a half laugh, he rolls his eyes.] I just know I hit hard. It's not like I pull my punches.

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