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[The feed cuts in at the Heimdall Welcome Hall, and a troll that may be familiar to several individuals appears on the screen.]

WELP.

THIS SURE IS GREAT.

I LOVE BEING UPROOTED FROM ONE SHITTY SITUATION TO ANOTHER, MORE ASININE ONE. MOST DEFINITELY MY FAVORITE THING IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE. ASK ANYONE.

SO, WHAT? I GUESS I LIVE HERE NOW?? WHATEVER. I THINK I'M SUPPOSED TO BE SAYING HELLO TO EVERYBODY, BUT I REALLY DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY.

[Karkat probably doesn't have time to actually say anything because there's suddenly a shout.] Karkat? Karkat! [The video feed is probably a blur of motion with lots of greys, blacks, and reds. There's a face that hasn't been around recently. Aradia has bounded over to Karkat and is basically invading all his personal space.]

When did you get here? Have you talked to Sollux or anyone else? A lot of our friends are here you know! You have to tell me what point of the timeline you're from.

[Aradia had lost her bracelet and is pretty much oblivious to what's been happening as of late.] I guess we got here at the same time! I mean I was here earlier but I lost my bracelet hehe.

ARADIA, STOP. I ONLY GOT LIKE HALF OF THAT--

HANG ON.

[The feed is cut.]

(( Grey is Karkat, Red is Aradia.))

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[...

Well. That sure doesn't sound right.]

DID SOMETHING HAPPEN BEFORE? ARADIA ALREADY TOLD ME I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE.

[Does he really want to know? He's not exactly sure. She did just say it wasn't important...]

A lot happened! More than I want to explain over these dumb bracelets. Where are you on the alpha timeline, anyway?? Do I even want to know? Uuuuuuuugh. This is so lame.

OKAY, FAIR ENOUGH...

WE'VE BEEN TRAVERSING THE FURTHEST RING ON THAT STUPID METEOR. WE'RE LIKE, ALMOST A SWEEP INTO IT I THINK.

That's further along than you were last time. Sort of an improvement?

[ A pause. And a sigh. ]

I'm not sure how many people here even know the details or would mention it even if they did, but I kind of want you to know. So we should-- actually, wait. On a spectrum from one to fuck off, how much do you actually hate me right now or whatever?

IF YOU CAN CALL IT THAT.

[...]

I DON'T KNOW, LIKE A 3? YOU'RE NOT PISSING ME OFF RIGHT NOW IF THAT MEANS ANYTHING.

Great.

[ Said rather flatly. ]

Look. I want to talk to you. Soon, and alone.

SO SOMETHING DID HAPPEN.

[Super.]

SURE. PICK A TIME AND A PLACE, AND I'LL TRY TO FIND IT.

I've been here since the very beginning. I definitely know this place better than you do! Which hive are you in? [ She's peering at the video feed of him, trying to place it. ]

HEIMDALL.

[He actually lowers his voice.]

Wait until later though. Aradia's here.

Siiiiiiiigh.

[ She does not like to be kept waiting, mister. ]

And she doesn't remember, either! So she wouldn't have any idea why I wanted to talk to you anyway. Ugh, fine! But I'm not waiting forever. You've got an hour!

SERIOUSLY?

[Siiiiiigh]

Okay, fine! I'll get her off my back by then.

Good. [ ::::) ]

Later, loser! [ And she will unceremoniously cut the feed there.

Well, at least he will know she's dead and not be surprised by it or whatever. She bides her hour very, very, very, very impatiently. Waiting has not been and will never be her strong suit.

But show some self-restraint she does, because somewhat despite herself, she doesn't want to blow this. So it's roughly an hour later she turns up at Heimdall, weirdly uncomfortable and nervous but just huffy enough to cover it up, and starts looking around for his loud annoying ass. ]

[It doesn't take long for him to spot her in turn. He was looking for a place where no one would hear them. He doesn't know exactly how personal this all was, but it involves him, so he doesn't want everyone hearing about it.

Unfortunately he doesn't know the place too well. WELP. Whatever Vriska wants to do is fine. He can work around that if it isn't.

He makes himself known to her, sort of waving in a half-ass, reluctant fashion.]

[ ... that's Karkat alright.

She stops, curling her hands into fists and then propping them on her hips, assessing him critically with her dead-eyes.

Then she marches over, grabs his wrist, and marches them right back out the door with absolutely no explanation. Feel free to raise a fuss, Karkles. ]

HEY, WHAT THE HELL? WHAT, YOU WANT TO AIR ALL THE DIRTY LAUNDRY OR SOMETHING? [He's gonna make a fuss, but not an enormous one. He still doesn't know exactly what happened, and he'd rather no one else find out either. Vriska was Vriska, though. All he could do is object like he always did.]

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