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Karkat Vantas ([personal profile] selfhatred) wrote in [community profile] sortinghat_logs2012-04-24 06:00 pm

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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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[personal profile] centaurstestes 2012-04-24 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat might want to mind his stretching because oh, here comes Equius, carrying a very large, heavy tome, and oops, he might just happen to be holding it at the same height as his head. As he passes by, there is a very large chance that the book and Karkat's head will-

WHACK.

-collide, yes.

And then he carries on his merry way.
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[personal profile] dou8letrou8le 2012-04-24 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
She narrowly dodges his outstretched arm to lean over curiously to peek at his homework assignments. She knew Karkat only in passing, but she had witnessed some of his 'outbursts' and found them pretty funny.

So why not encourage it?

"Hard time?"

[personal profile] selfmakeout 2012-04-24 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
[He's here.

Of course he would be here when she was doing research on a topic entirely unrelated to homework (she had already finished hers, naturally).

She remembers her promise to Tavros, of course she does, but just the mere sight of Karkat is enough to almost send her into tears when she remembers all the things that had happened...the things he had said and done...not just to her, but to Tavros as well. (Maybe to Feferi?)

Harley, you're being a wussy girl.

Jade knew that. She hated this weak and emotional part of herself. But it hurt, love hurt so much...especially when the person you liked didn't like you back. No matter how hard Jade tried to convince herself that it was just the same as before when she carried a torch for Karkat but felt he didn't have any feelings towards her, but they at least spoke to each other in a partly friendly manner. At this point they had not spoken in weeks.

Does he miss me?

Why would he? That's a stupid question and Jade feels stupid for thinking it, but she could beat herself up later. Right now she needed to be the brave hero and fulfill her Peter Pan promise to Tavros.

So, after many deep breaths and encouraging words (insults) to psyche herself up, Jade approaches Karkat. She tries to look casual but realizes that she does look slightly vulnerable with how she's holding her books to her chest as if to shield herself from him.]


...Hello.
Edited (I can grammar) 2012-04-24 09:03 (UTC)
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[personal profile] mo_cara 2012-04-24 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
The tall Slytherin boy was only there because he was supposed to get a book for a Divination assignment, and he always had the hardest damn time with that. Finding books was a perpetual mystery to him, and he never could figure out how they organized the motherfuckin' things, so he usually ended up wandering all over the library, picking things up at random and then putting them back.

He wasn't expecting to see Karkat when he stepped out between two tall shelves, and his stopped, his heart aching in his chest for a moment because he knew he wasn't supposed to talk to the Gryffindor, even though they were best friends. He'd fucked things up too much, and now he had to wait while Karkat figured things out, and he looked so- Gamzee just wanted to go over and wrap around the smaller boy the way he always had. But he couldn't.

So he just tried to slip back into the stacks unnoticed. And tripped on the bag he'd dropped when he saw Karkat, stumbled sideways into one of the bookshelves, and sent a whole shelf of treatises on foreign magical flora crashing to the floor.

Oops.
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[personal profile] i_bullieve_i_can_fly 2012-04-24 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Tavros also happened to have homework to do. For once, he wasn't on top of his Care homework... mainly because of everything going on lately, it was just so much harder to focus. It didn't help that he was still trying to figure out how he would get the elf tears for Equius so they could go find unicorns and stuff. And then there was everything else, though he was trying not to think about it.

The bottom line was, he had homework to do. And he kind of hoped, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he would find Karkat there. They hadn't seen each other very much since the last time they'd met in the library- which, wasn't all that long ago. But he still wanted to see him again, just to hang out and stuff. It was comforting, it made it easier not to think about everything.

When he rounded the corner and saw him sitting there, he didn't immediately recognize him. He wheeled closer, and his spirits soared when he realized that it was indeed Karkat. But... with different hair! "Karkat?" he asked, a hint of wonder in his voice as he stared at his hair. But then he noticed that Karkat also looked like a complete mess, and his eyes widened. "Are you okay?"
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[personal profile] psiignlanguage 2012-04-26 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Alright screw it. Cyrus had been pandering about in the library for about two hours now, trying to collect some books that he wanted to copy material out of for his lesson plan for the next few weeks. And he'd passed Karkat at his table nearly a dozen times and he finally caved. Cyrus approached the kid, pulled out a chair, set down his books and sat right down at the table.]

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