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The Disciple ♋ Meulin Leijon ♌ ([personal profile] scribes) wrote in [community profile] capitalh2014-03-26 07:47 pm

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Who: Karkat Vantas ([personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme) & Magdal Leijon ([personal profile] scribes)
Where: The Sufferist safe house.
When: End of February
What: The Second Troll Jesus meets the Disciple of the First.
Warnings: Don't expect there to be any. Karkat's swearing??

Di was nervous.

She had known to eventually she would be introduced to the Signless' successor, but after so long of being left to her own devices she had started to wonder if something had gone amiss. When she woke up to the message that they would be bringing him in today it had first sent her into a fit for them not having giving her more notification and then a panic when she realized she...really had no idea of what to expect. How old was he? How informed was he? Was he fully immersed with the Sufferist, or was he like her, still getting his bearings? When she realized just how much she didn't know it made her exasperated but at least that was easier to deal with than anger or panic.

It was a testament to how badly she wanted to make a good impression that she actually gave some thought as to what to wear. In the end she had settled for some boring black dresses pants and long sleeved turtle neck, but the fact that Di had given an iota of thought instead of just slapping on whatever she grabbed first was something.

The rest of the day was spent nervously cleaning up things for the fifth time, looking at the clock, trying to read, looking at the clock, redoing her braid, and looking at the clock. There had to be something wrong with it because she was certain it had never been this slow before, but when at last that knock came it almost seemed too soon.

Di took a moment to compose herself before walking to the entrance, and opening the door.
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-27 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat was on edge.

The message had come to him via CONDOR, so he wasn't too worried about it being a trap – that is to say, he'd briefly entertained the panicked thought that it might be, but had realised in short order that that was ridiculous – but he had a positive wealth of other things to worry about.

The idea of actually meeting any of his ancestor's contemporaries had never crossed his mind. He knew, of course, the stories about the Psiioniic, that he was supposedly still alive as the helmsman of Her Imperious Condescension's ship, but although some of the Sufferists had seemed quite certain about it, he'd dismissed it as rumour and legend – that a lowblood should live that long seemed improbable to him, even if the Condesce had the same healing powers as Feferi did. As far as he was concerned the lot of them, surely, were dead, and this was the last thing he'd expected to be informed about out of nowhere.

As he drew closer to the destination he'd been supplied with, though, it started to sink in. As long as this wasn't some kind of trick or a weird test or something, he was about to meet someone who'd been closer than anybody to the troll whose prodigious foot coverings he was supposed to be filling.

There was no way in hell he was going to be good enough.

His ears folded back as the door swung open, and he took an involuntary step back – and, as he set eyes on her more fully, did a double take.

"Shit –"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-27 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
He stared at her for a moment, regaining his bearings.

"Uh – right, yeah," he said. "Fuck – sorry, you just look like someone –" He shook his head. That was ridiculous – he had to be imagining it. She and Nessa weren't even the same species. "Forget it."

His ears twitched, and he stepped through the door, glancing around nervously. "So you're... the Disciple, right."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-27 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? No – it's fine." Karkat seemed if anything troubled by the question. He was very clearly uneasy, unsure of himself as well as of her, with none of his ancestor's social grace. He also couldn't stop staring at her.

"... How long have you even been here?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-27 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shit, that long?" Apprehensively, he sat down, still looking more confused than anything else. "Why didn't anybody tell me sooner, I – shit, I've been here for like half a sweep." He looked at her as if searching for some kind of explanation. "Have you seriously been right here this entire time?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-28 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat nodded slowly – and frowned.

"... What do you want to do? I mean, do you get a choice?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-28 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
He shifted uncomfortably. "You could probably manage without them on Earth," he said. "Everyone here is pretty chill – like they don't like trolls, because we've been at war with them, but they still let, you know, individual trolls live here."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-28 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"... Well I've got to fulfil this prophecy," Karkat said, a little uneasily, tucking his ears back. "It'd be a gargantuan suppurating dick move not to."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-28 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Karkat frowned. "I've read the book," he said, sounding a little bit offended. He'd read it multiple times, actually, partially just because he'd had nothing else in Alternian to read for six perigees. "You know, I mean, the stuff that ... that you wrote, right, I've read all of it, I – why would I not do this, what the fuck is the point of anything if I don't?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-29 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat looked kind of uncomfortable about that, if anything – his feelings about the Sufferist movement weren't always entirely straightforward, and while he was, at the heart of it, in favour of their goals (even if they made him kind of scared sometimes), it was hard to look at it as a choice. There were a host of reasons that it was a lot easier to view it as something he had to do, rather than something he could do if he wanted.

He shrugged, awkwardly.

"Well I ... I'm probably just not going to be as great at it as he was," he confessed.
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-30 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
He grimaced a little; he wasn't really sure he would know what was needed. He had the feeling that the Sufferists were more or less hoping to just be able to wheel him out and have him do what they said, which didn't sit well with him at all, but at the same time...

"No, look," he said uncomfortably, not meeting her eyes, "I'm not a great leader, I'm just – not cut out for this shit. Whoever tried to cut me out for this shit used those idiot bendy scissors for wigglers and mangled the handle in their huge incompetent pork fists halfway through, alright – I tried the whole leader thing and I just fucked a bunch of people over." He looked at the floor. "I just don't want you to get your fucking hopes up with this, is all."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-31 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not really." Karkat's ears folded down. "Me and a bunch of other trolls were trying to get off Alternia before conscription and I decided I was going to take charge like a real fucking troll's troll and it all went to shit, is all."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-31 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Yeah, a couple of them. But only because we found each other again." He stared at his hands, fidgeting on the table. "More like they found each other though, not like I actually did anything to get Sollux away from fucking TRIDENT."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-31 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He blinks, surprised.

"... Uh, yeah, what, do you know him?" How would she know him? What the hell is going on here.
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-03-31 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," he says, "right. Yeah. Okay." He frowns. "Right, well, he wouldn't have got his shit into that mess if I'd kept us together, that's what I'm talking about."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-02 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"... So what," said Karkat uneasily, "I should be practicing? I don't know how much you know about Earth but I don't exactly get a whole lot of chances at that. Mostly I just get kidnapped a whole bunch."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-02 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He's exaggerating – a little bit. It's pretty embarrassing either way. He looks off to one side, ears twitching. "Yeah, uh... how much do you know about Earth? You've been online, right? Do you know about the Trailblazers?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-02 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he says. "That's my team. I'm on the West Coast Trailblazers – that's the Trailblazers group on this side of this Earth continent – and..." He winces a little. "It's probably because I'm the only troll, so every now and then some jackass notices me when I'm not in uniform and decides they're gonna use me as bait to try to lure the rest of the team into a trap whatever. Or just because they hate Alternians, whatever."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-02 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Karkat frowns slightly. "I do a bunch of combat training, why?"
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-02 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
He actually perks up a little at that. "Shit, really? Hell yeah, that'd be awesome – our stuff is pretty general but mostly I use sickles..."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-03 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"We could probably get away with doing it at the Trailblazers base," he suggests. "We've got a training facility there, I'd just have to clear you with CONDOR first, and they already know you're here..."
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[personal profile] 10thingsihateaboutme 2014-04-06 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Cool," he said, "yeah, okay." He was actually kind of smiling there – he did want to make a good impression on her, and maybe if she taught him some moves they could, like, bond or something... maybe this would all be less awkward.