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Who: Karkat and Nessa
Where: The Trailblazer dorms
When: After this thread
What: Karkat confirms that actually yes, the uncanny similarity between Nessa and the Disciple is not in fact all in his mind
Warnings: the usual Karkat stuff

Karkat is a little frazzled following his meeting with the Disciple, and with amply good reason. He's got a lot on his mind right now, and the last thing he's thinking about is how familiar his ancestor's quadrantmate looked when he met her.

At least, that is, until he's back at base and runs into Nessa and oh god, no, they have like the exact same face, this is outrageous.

"Holy shit," he exclaims. "No, what, this is fucking ridiculous."

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"... Yeah," says Karkat, and frowns. He's quiet for a moment, thinking. "Did she tell you who she was?"

Nessa gives a small shrug.

"Not really? We kinda just talked about books and fanfiction..." She says trailing off with a frown. "Why? Who is she?"

His ears flick back.

"She's... she's been cryogenically frozen," not exactly a particularly usual turn of phrase, but when all the people you interact with are superheroes you pick things up, "or something, for thousands of years, she was ..." He looks at Nessa sort of nervously. "She knew my ancestor."

You can actually pinpoint the moment that Nessa realises that the woman is actually far more fascinating that previously thought (not that having a doppleganger from another world wasn't already fascinating). Her eyes widen in wonder as he brain went through every plotline of every story she'd read that involved cryogenics before realising she'd gone on a tangent and Karkat had said something else.

She tilts her head and watches him carefully, sensing his nerves, and instinctively shuffles toward him.

"Your ancestor? Did she... recognise you?" she wonders aloud, frowning at her own question. "But how come we..."

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He shakes his head. He hasn't got an answer to that question she isn't finishing, and he almost kind of just wants to not think about it at all.

"... Yeah. She did."

Yeah, thinking about that particular question is scary. But she can't seem to get it out of her head.

"Is that a normal thing for trolls? To have identical ancestors?"

"Normally nobody meets their ancestors." He frowns, fussing the hem of his shirt between finger and thumb. "Until I found out about the Sufferer and all that shit, I thought ancestors were fake made up bullshit for smug highbloods."

She blinks at what he said.

"Wait, you met him?"

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"– No," Karkat says, "but you don't normally meet people who knew your ancestor, either. I mean so you can't know if they look the same, right."

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