[Karkat bristles and shoots a glare over at John for that.]
Fuck you with all six of your fists and stop ruining this for me, jerkwad. I don't wear red anyway if I have half a choice.
[Equius doesn't even give a full reaction either, which tightens the coil of frustration in him. Perhaps it's even worse that he almost does something, only to stop. It makes his teeth bare.]
[But as things have gone, the centaur turns and does something right after. A flower - a rose - ground and mashed between sturdy palms. The symbolism is enough to mix up another kind of hate, but before he can do anything the hole mess of it is tossed in his face, pap.]
[Grumble mutter.]
[He reaches up and wipes the flower gunk away. It calls for a retaliation, of course, and it's not hard to find one. Equius is half horse, right? So he flits, not slowly, over to try and seat himself atop his back. Sidesaddle, with his dress.]
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Fuck you with all six of your fists and stop ruining this for me, jerkwad. I don't wear red anyway if I have half a choice.
[Equius doesn't even give a full reaction either, which tightens the coil of frustration in him. Perhaps it's even worse that he almost does something, only to stop. It makes his teeth bare.]
[But as things have gone, the centaur turns and does something right after. A flower - a rose - ground and mashed between sturdy palms. The symbolism is enough to mix up another kind of hate, but before he can do anything the hole mess of it is tossed in his face, pap.]
[Grumble mutter.]
[He reaches up and wipes the flower gunk away. It calls for a retaliation, of course, and it's not hard to find one. Equius is half horse, right? So he flits, not slowly, over to try and seat himself atop his back. Sidesaddle, with his dress.]