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Karkat is finding it a little hard to focus on any one of his leisure activities tonight; he could program, he could work on his screenplay, he could practice his fighting skills, he could... well, he could do anything he wants. Instead he is staring at his crabtop moodily and mooning about romance. It's hard being a kid. It's hard and nobody understands.

From time to time he refers to some doodles on the screen and changes them a little bit, but it's clearly not his priority.

(logged in as usual at carcinoGeneticist.)

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AC: :33 < *a furrisky kitten hops up on the table next to you*
AC: :33 < *and purrs to say hello!*

CG: A CRABBY ASSHOLE WAVES A CLAW IN YOUR DIRECTION AND SHOVES YOU OFF THE TABLE! WHO COULD HAVE POSSIBLY SEEN THIS COMING!

AC: :33 < !
AC: :33 < *the kitten twists about in midair and lands on her feet!*
AC: :33 < *she p33rs back up at the tabletop and twitches her tail at the crab while narrowing her eyes menacingly*

CG: WITH A SNAP OF HIS CLAW THE CRAB SUDDENLY STOPS ROLEPLAYING!
CG: SNOP
CG: *SNAP
CG: WHAT DO YOU WANT?

Edited 2012-01-30 03:10 (UTC)

AC: :33 < *the kitten stretches out its forepaws and yaaaaawns adorably with both of its mouths*
AC: :33 < *and then decides to stop roleplaying too*
AC: :33 < nothing much! just saying hi :DD

CG: OH
CG: WELL, HI
CG: I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU, YOU HAVE BEEN SKULKING AROUND MOUNTAINWAYS

AC: :33 < yes
AC: :33 < but actually i am on my way to the bar!
AC: :33 < and thought purrhaps i might m33t you there?

CG: PROBABLY, YOU ARE NOT THE MOST COMPLETELY SHITTY TRACKER POSSIBLE
CG: SO EVEN IF I HIDE YOU WILL PROBABLY TRACK ME DOWN AND HASSLE ME SOONER OR LATER
CG: MY SMELL IS PRETTY DISTINCTIVE, IF THAT IS EVEN A THING YOU SHOULD BRAG ABOUT

AC: :33 < h33h33h33
AC: :33 < or you could make it easy for me
AC: :33 < and tell me where you are!

CG: I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE WHY I WOULD DO THAT

Edited 2012-01-30 03:56 (UTC)

AC: :33 < oh well
AC: :33 < stalking you will be more fun anyway :DD
AC: :33 < s33 you soon!

Gotta act fast!

Step 1: Supplies. Puffed maggot husks, with mycodermic ichor; a chilled bottle of the cactus honey mead Kanaya found the other night; a miscellaneous heap of cushions and blankets.

Step 2: Location. Down the elevator to the garage level. He noses around a while until he finds a iron-colored El Camino (someone has broken off the first three letters) and dumps the makeshift pile in the bed of the car. After positioning the projector on the hood of another car, he hops in and takes out his crabtop for--

Step 3: Selection. Too many movies. O_O

Across the garage, the elevator pings again.

No one seems to be in it when the doors open.

Well, that's extremely ominous.

The smart thing to do would be to just stay here. There is pretty much no way, no matter how stealthy she is, Nepeta is going to burst out of the cushions like the Predator. His sightlines are good here.

He goes to look in the elevator.

There's no one in there.

Wait, though.

There seems to be an origami crab on the floor.

Augh this is inexplicably nerve-wracking. Also who taught Nepeta origami?

Karkat leans over to pick it up.

This is where it would have been useful to know that there's a trapdoor in the roof of the elevator.

He knew she was going to jump down on his head. Well, obviously he didn't know it, but he knew it.

"AUGH!"

Nepeta's laughing.

"Found you!"

"YOU ARE A COMPLETE FUCKING MANIAC," Karkat says to the greasy elevator floor.

"What are you doing all the way down here anyway?" She picks herself up off him, graciously.

Karkat is glad he didn't change into anything nice, and ashamed of himself for having considered it. "HIDING, OBVIOUSLY."

"... you mean just for me to find?"

That's so SW33T.

"TO AVOID BEING FOUND, YES."

"I LEFT MY STUFF OVER THERE." He gestures in a vague direction.

"Okay!"

She bounces out of the elevator and waits for him to follow/lead the way.

"... what stuff?"