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[crabbycustomer]

[OOC: OOM:

But it's all right now, i learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself.

Thanks to Batya for playing Tavros!]

 

When Karkat comes down to the bar, he looks... different. He doesn't look happy, per se, but he definitely looks less pre-occupied and actively stressed than he has in the last little while. Maybe it's just having spent several days asleep, maybe it's the relief of trading one cryptic, insoluble problem for a brand-new and exciting cryptic and insoluble problem, but for whatever reason, he's downright jaunty, which in Karkat always seems to suggest some piece of bad luck for someone who isn't him.

 

Accordingly, he equips his jauntiest outfit--pinstripe grey suit, gleaming black shirt, crimson tie, pewter ♋ tiepin--and takes a seat at the bar. Not even the bar's refusal to let him sit on a stool anymore can get him down; he rolls from side to side on the ergonomic ball it replaces his stool with with aplomb. 

 

In front of him he has a couple of tokens from his recent long dream that he's pondering--a bright red bubble that looks like blown glass but is actually congealed memory, and a green card the size and shape of a floppy disk.

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[stridersgonnastride]

turntechGodhead [TG] began trolling chirurGeneralist [CG]

TG: well holy shit
TG: its a sharp dressed man
TG: wtf is the occasion is there another meteor aimed right at our heads because i think its the apocalypse

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat's computing device for this outfit is in his tie pin.

CG: GOD DAMN IT, IS THIS GOING TO BE A THING NOW?
CG: THIS IS A THING NOW, ISN'T IT?
CG: WHERE ARE YOU?

[stridersgonnastride]

TG: how is it my fault you dont fucking look around
TG: besides how do you know im here
TG: maybe i just have spies everywhere

Dave is not at the bar, nor he is at the booth where he was last time.

However, if Karkat decides to actually look up, there is some visible cape hanging off the edge of one rafter.

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat has learned to look up, because he is dating Nepeta.

CG: DID YOU EVER THINK THAT MAYBE ASCERTAINING YOUR PHYSICAL LOCATION ISN'T MY NUMBER ONE PRIORITY?
CG: DID YOU EVER THINK THAT MAYBE NOBODY GIVES A SHIT WHERE YOU ARE?
CG: DID YOU EVER THINK THAT MAYBE YOU ARE AN ARROGANT COCKWAFFLE WITH DIPSHIT SAUCE?

[stridersgonnastride]

TG: dude
TG: obviously no one gives a shit where i am
TG: thats why im up here whos gonna stop me
TG: and hm i dunno
TG: some of this is ringing a bell keep going ill join in on the chorus

Safely hidden behind shades and in the shadows of the rafters, Dave rolls his eyes.

[crabbycustomer]

CG: THE VERTICALITY POLICE
CG: YOU HAVE ALREADY BEEN LORDING YOUR EXTRA INCHES OVER EVERYONE, MISTER LANKY ASSHOLE
CG: YOU DON'T NEED TO BE ANY HIGHER
CG: THEY ARE ALREADY ON THE WAY AND THEY ARE BRINGING THE LADDER

[stridersgonnastride]

TG: oh fuck
TG: you gotta hide me karkat
TG: is not my fault i didnt ask to be this way
TG: those damn growth spurts
TG: hey kanaya is taller than me thats uncool why dont the ladder police go after her

[freedom_is_grey]

"Is there a holiday I missed?"

Ysalwen takes her own seat next to him. Hers remains a stool, of course, and Liranan settles himself partly underneath it and partly within reach of Karkat's ergonomic ball.

That ball is fascinating.

"I could use an occasion to wear a mask again, like for Satinalia. Or -- Halloween, here, I think it was."

[crabbycustomer]

"I AM JUST IN A GOOD MOOD AND FELT LIKE WEARING A SNAZZY OUTFIT, IS A CRIME TO BE IN A GOOD MOOD?"

[freedom_is_grey]

"Maybe in Orlais, where the nobility is having a rotten week. But certainly not here."

Ysalwen smiles, quick and bright.

"I promise I did not bring ill tidings with me."

[crabbycustomer]

"WOW, THIS IS PRETTY UNPRECEDENTED FOR THE BOTH OF US!" Karkat says. "SHOULD I SUGGEST A HUG TO CELEBRATE?"

[freedom_is_grey]

Ysalwen stifles a laugh. Badly.

"My answer to that is always going to be 'yes', so. Yes. Feel free! I won't knock you off your seat, will I? It's very -- um. Round."

[crabbycustomer]

"NO, FUCK THAT, THAT WAS A JOKE," Karkat says hastily.


"THE BAR IS PUNISHING ME FOR DAVE MAKING ME BREAK STOOLS, IT'S SOME CHEAP BULLSHIT."

[just_cant_lose]

Well now. This is new.

'I didn't realise you owned any other clothes,' he says, sitting without invitation and setting his laptop down.

'And what's that you're sitting on?'

[crabbycustomer]

"I HAVE TONS OF CLOTHES, THEY ARE JUST SIMILAR FOR EFFICIENCY PURPOSES," Karkat says. "AND IT'S A BALL, WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?"

[just_cant_lose]

'Fine. And why?'

If he's going to be like that, which he obviously is because he's Karkat.

[crabbycustomer]

"THE BAR IS PUNISHING ME BECAUSE I'VE BROKEN SOME STOOLS. THREE STOOLS. THAT'S NOT THAT MANY STOOLS, IS IT? AND THE LAST ONE WAS AT LEAST HALF DAVE'S FAULT."

[just_cant_lose]

Jim stops a rat to order a steak dinner, and raises his eyebrows in a want anything? sort of way to Karkat.

'Three stools. No, that's not many.'

He looks like he's about to move on, but then mentally rewinds.

'I blew up the stables and trashed a room possibly beyond repair, and she didn't do anything. How are you getting punished for three stools?'

[crabbycustomer]

"TWO AND A HALF, REALLY," he says, sulkily. "AND I DON'T KNOW, IT WASN'T *MY* IDEA."

"MAYBE ADULTS GET UNLIMITED STOOL SMASHING PRIVILEGES."

[nepetaleijon]

Somewhere very nearby, somebody is watching the ergonomic ball roll back and forth. Back ... and forth.

Somebody's tail is twitching.

[crabbycustomer]

Karkat spins the red globe across the bartop idly and rolls around a bit.

Oh dear.

[nepetaleijon]

... there is a second rolly globe thing. TWO TARGETS. HOW TO CHOOSE.

Tailtwitch, tailtwitch, crouch, leap --



Nepeta lands neatly on the barstool next to Karkat's ergonomic ball, and smooths down her coat carefully. "Oh hi."

[crabbycustomer]

"JESUS HUMAN CHRIST!" Karkat startles, bounces, and almost tips over. He grabs the rail of the bar.

Why is Nepeta not doing the thing just as startling as her doing the thing?

[nepetaleijon]

"Look at you all dressed up nice!" She beams. "Any purrticular occasion?"

[crabbycustomer]

"I JUST FELT JAUNTY, I'M ALLOWED TO BE JAUNTY, AREN'T I?"

"I JUST SLEPT FOR LIKE A WEEK."