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[selfhatred]

WHO: Karkat Vantas and YOU
TONE: light
RATING: PG-13 (for Karkat's mouth mainly)
WHEN: backdated slightly to April 22nd
WHERE: the library
WHAT: Karkat's doing homework and you're invited to bother him
STATUS: ongoing



Eighteen inches for Charms and twelve inches for Care of Magical Creatures. Who the hell set these ridiculous amounts of homework? Oh right, the teachers. If there was one thing about the school that Karkat abhorred more than maybe the lake or how long it took to get to class, it was the homework. Who the hell wrote in inches anyway? He couldn't count on his aunt to give him a good grade in Care just because they were related either which was disappointing but he guessed that was how things went anyway.

He'd been sitting there since after lunch, and he stretched, placing his head on his arms with a huff. This was ridiculous.

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[centaurstestes]

Scoffing, Equius tosses his hair back, shifting his book to one arm, freeing his hand in case he needed to quickly draw his wand. Dueling in the library, of course, was extremely disrespectful and against the rules, but his feelings towards the Gryffindor were negative enough and violent enough that he didn't rightly care. He'd put that pukeblood into place right there and then if he had to.

"I don't think you have any right to speak to me in such a manner. If you are so ashamed of your attraction to other males, then perhaps you should not engage in such behavior instead of taking it out on me. Although, I do not blame you for being ashamed; it is the most distasteful practice I have ever heard of."

[selfhatred]

Karkat took notice of the shift. He wasn't one for dueling in places like the library either but he had his fists instead of his wand - his wand was back over there with his ruined schoolwork. His scowl deepened and he stepped back, hands clenching at his side before all of a sudden his fist connected with Equius's face, all of the frustration and uncertainty and confusion of the past month or so behind it.

[centaurstestes]

Equius steps back with the blow, his book falling from his arms. A moment later his wand was in his hand, anger crashing through him like a tidal wave.

"Keep your filthy, tainted hands off me, schwuler," he brayed, swinging his wand viciously towards the other boy.

[selfhatred]

"What the fucking hell did you just call me? At least speak fucking English so I can understand what the fuck you're insulting me with, nook sniffer."

Seriously. It was annoying as hell. Karkat took a step back and rubbed the back of his fist under his nose. He wouldn't be able to get another hit in without his wand, and he was pretty sure they were already getting dark looks and amused stares from the other students.