Seventh Eight8all [Video/action for Saffron]

[8etterl8]

[Vriska's outside wrapped in a jacket, that is not nearly warm enough, arms wrapped around herself, and shivering.]

Why the fuck is it s-so damn c-cold here?

[In front of her you can see Marquise battling a wild Noctowl and having no trouble with it. After a moment she takes the Pokégear from Cameron who lets out a disappointed noise.]

So I keep seeing t-talk of all this Christ-mas stuff. That's k-kind of like our 12th Perigee's Eve. You decorate stuff, and generally everyone's fucking happy. Sometimes there are g-gifts.

Sounds great and all. [She doesn't look like it sounds great, but that is quickly replaced by a look of irritation as a yappy puppy comes running up and places it's front paws on her legs, wagging it's tail.]

Oh yeah, your stupid egg hatched Karkat! Most annoying th-thing ever. [She nudges the puppy idly, and calls Marquise back once the Noctowl's unconcious. She doesn't bother catching it. The Poochyena yips happily and comes back to jump up on his trainer again.] You'd also think it was starved for attention. It's reeeeeeeeally not.

[But well, it is another body, and she is cold, so after a second, she reaches down and picks him up, stuffing him in her jacket. Stupid mutt.]

Comments

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, it feels a lot colder here than back home. That's all. [Asshole]

The little irritant is being taken care of. No worries there. He won't let me do otherwise. [And the Poochyena gives a small yip from the jacket.]

[homofuckiens.livejournal.com]

[ before Karkat can say another word, that Mightyena is nudging him aside and woofing to the pup. ]

Hey!

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[Oh look, is that his Mummy! Bark, bark, bark! Pant, pant, pant. Wag, wag, wag. Look who's excited to see Mom.]

Calm down already, I'm gonna drop you, you stupid mutt!

[homofuckiens.livejournal.com]

[ Sara gives another woof, a "happy" one, maybe? then Karkat is papping her off screen. ]

Sorry about that.

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

They're waaaaaaaay too excitable. [She resituates the Poochyena in her arms.]

So how are you handling this loooooooovely weather Vantas?

[homofuckiens.livejournal.com]

This shit is perfectly fine. I mean seriously, you high bloods aren't used to having such high blood temperatures, right? You get cold pretty goddamn fast when you have a predisposition to be a goddamn furnace.

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[Snicker] Are you a furnace Karkat?

[homofuckiens.livejournal.com]

Shut up before I make you shut up.