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offmyhonker.livejournal.com) wrote in
asgardeventide2011-12-06 12:23 am
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The 1st HONK :o) [Text]
so those motherfuckers want me
THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS WANT ME
to up and bring some motherfuckin color
BACK INTO THEIR MOTHERFUCKIN CITY?
their motherfuckin
HOLY
motherfuckin city.
WELL ALRIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS
you motherfuckin asked for it
AND NOW I'M GOING TO PAINT THIS CITY
with more of my motherfuckin
MIRACLES
because you motherfuckers
YOU MOTHERFUCKERS UP AND TOOK ME AWAY FROM THE ONLY MIRACLE I HAD MOTHERFUCKIN LEFT
so i guess
I'LL JUST HAVE TO UP AND MOTHERFUCKIN MAKE SOME MORE
honk
HONK HONK :o)
THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS WANT ME
to up and bring some motherfuckin color
BACK INTO THEIR MOTHERFUCKIN CITY?
their motherfuckin
HOLY
motherfuckin city.
WELL ALRIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS
you motherfuckin asked for it
AND NOW I'M GOING TO PAINT THIS CITY
with more of my motherfuckin
MIRACLES
because you motherfuckers
YOU MOTHERFUCKERS UP AND TOOK ME AWAY FROM THE ONLY MIRACLE I HAD MOTHERFUCKIN LEFT
so i guess
I'LL JUST HAVE TO UP AND MOTHERFUCKIN MAKE SOME MORE
honk
HONK HONK :o)

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[He gives himself a few moments to process this...and then he's jumping up from the bed, and standing a few feet from his moirail, eyes wide and the weakest, faintest hint of a smile on his lips.]
Hey man...
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[Waking up here had been absolutely terrifying. He hadn't known if Gamzee was actually here with him or not, but that didn't stop him from trying to find him, regardless. And it looked it was the right thing to do.]
C'mere, dumbass.
[Reaching out, now. 'Mere, moirail.]
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[As soon as those arms are out, Gamzee is doubled over and resting in them, hands balled into fists against his moirail's chest, face hidden against the shorter troll's shoulder.
[And he freezes, just like that, his whole body tensed as if to hold on...As if to keep this moment hanging, frozen, so that nothing else bad can happen...]
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You're okay. Got it? You're fine.
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Up and took me from you man...right as we were getting our motherfuckin' best friend on...
They motherfuckin' took me from you...and you up motherfuckin' found your way along...
[He is convinced that this is what happened. What a wonderful, spectacular moirail he has...]
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... Yeah, well. I couldn't just let you run around alone.
[He settles a hand in Gamzee's hair, the other resting on his shoulder.]
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Glad you didn't, man...
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[Not again. Not now. Karkat continues the soothing movements of stroking through his hair, keeping his voice lower since it's just the two of them.]
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[And why? Because you are the best motherfuckin' moirail in the entire universe, in any universe. That's why.
[That stroking, that repetitive motion...it does more good than you'd think. Gamzee's almost entirely relaxed now, save from the occasional tightening of his grip on Karkat's shirt...His voice is softer and no longer fluctuating, and his expression is...almost peaceful. Like the eye of the storm, really...a calm surrounded by chaos building...
[But Karkat can keep it at bay...he will. He is the best moirail. It is him.]
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The room I was given is right across the hall. You can come in and find me whenever you want. If you can't sleep, you know... Come get me.
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[His expression does deflate a little when Karkat says that...Gamzee really isn't crazy about the idea of him leaving at all, even if it is just to sleep...but he doesn't argue. He only tightens his grip and nods.]
SOUNDS GOOD--
[Clearing his throat.]
Eheh...motherfucker...
[Smiling weakly.]
But not...yet...
[Right? D:]
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[He knows that tone was brought on by an upset, and it's quite obvious why.]
I think we'd better stick together as much as possible.
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Me too...
[Things are better when Karkat's around. Things are okay when Karkat's around...
[Bearable...]
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Then whoever gets up first gets the other one up tomorrow.
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[Squeezing tighter. He doesn't want you to leave...he doesn't want to think about you leaving. He doesn't want to think that there will be a need to wake each other up, or go find eachother's rooms to sleep or...or anything like that. Because you are here, and you are real, and you are never leaving...ever.]
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