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Karkat shot a glare at the helms-column when he mentioned the flinching, teeth gritted as he choked down whatever his response was going to be until he can wrangle his expression back into a semi-neutral frown. “Noted.” He sounds hoarse, not surprising, the last sessions chuckle voodoos were less severe than usual, but the amount of growling and screaming he’d been doing had to be hell on his throat. Angry responses didnt get as much punishment.

“I’m not really sure what you expect me to do in here.” he mutters, hands moving in half formed drills. seemingly just for something to do. “I dont... think we even talked that much.” He hates being unsure about that.

HMM.

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He doesn’t message any kind of confirmation, but he does come to the helmsblock in the next few minutes.

He doesn’t come inside for a few seconds, hesitating at the doorway and staring up at the column Moira is attached to, hes frowning, his eyebrows pinched together and his mouth a tight line, his entire body is tense. When he does finally come in he flinches slightly at the sound of the door closing behind him.

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HMM.

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He doesn’t message any kind of confirmation, but he does come to the helmsblock in the next few minutes.

He doesn’t come inside for a few seconds, hesitating at the doorway and staring up at the column Moira is attached to, hes frowning, his eyebrows pinched together and his mouth a tight line, his entire body is tense. When he does finally come in he flinches slightly at the sound of the door closing behind him.

HMM.

YOU SHOULDN’T BE SO VAIN.

I DON’T HAVE ANY BOOKS HERE. BEING SUBMERGED IN WATER DOESN’T SOUND VERY APPEALING.

YOUR PRESENCE DOES BEAT STARING AT A WALL, ALTHOUGH MAYBE I SHOULD TRY TO KEEP UP WITH MY TRAINING REGIMENT WITH THIS TIME…

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HMM.

YOU SHOULDN’T BE SO VAIN.

I DON’T HAVE ANY BOOKS HERE. BEING SUBMERGED IN WATER DOESN’T SOUND VERY APPEALING.

YOUR PRESENCE DOES BEAT STARING AT A WALL, ALTHOUGH MAYBE I SHOULD TRY TO KEEP UP WITH MY TRAINING REGIMENT WITH THIS TIME...

AS WELL AS CAN BE EXPECTED.

WE’RE WORKING ON MY FAULTS, ITS A SLOW PROCESS.

I GUESS, NOT REALLY SURE WHAT TO DO WITH IT. I CANT REALLY REMEMBER WHAT I DID WITH ALL MY OFF TIME BEFORE.

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AS WELL AS CAN BE EXPECTED.

WE’RE WORKING ON MY FAULTS, ITS A SLOW PROCESS.

I GUESS, NOT REALLY SURE WHAT TO DO WITH IT. I CANT REALLY REMEMBER WHAT I DID WITH ALL MY OFF TIME BEFORE.

WORKING GANDER BULBES, ALWAYS GOOD TO HAVE.

YEAH, THANKS.

I’M FINE. TRAINING’S GOING FINE. 

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WORKING GANDER BULBES, ALWAYS GOOD TO HAVE.

YEAH, THANKS.

I’M FINE. TRAINING'S GOING FINE. 

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LOG THREE: THE BATTLESHIP CONDECENSION.

I.... I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO USE THE INTERNET FOR A WHILE NOW, NOT A PRIVILEGE ROOKIES GET OR SOMETHING, GUESS IT MAKES SENSE...

THE TRAINING IS MORE INTENSE HERE THAN IT WAS ON THUNDER, MAYBE BECAUSE WITHOUT MY CLASSMATES ITS MORE FOCUSED ON ME, ON ROUTING OUT MY WEAKNESSES INSTEAD OF TEAM WEAKNESS AND SYSTEMATICALLY DESTROYING THE FAULTS.

OUR GLORIOUS CONDESCENSION HAS BEEN FAR MORE GENEROUS THAN I DESERVE, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING MY BOUT OF WEAKNESS IN THE DAYS AFTER THUNDER WAS DESTROYED. I MAY NEVER BE ABLE TO RE-PAY THAT GENEROSITY IN FULL, BUT I AM THANKFUL FOR IT.

IN THE MEANTIME, I HAVE COMPUTER PRIVILEGES AGAIN. 

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Karkat hadn’t feinted at the sight of blood for sweeps, since he was 6, but the rolling in his stomach and the dull roar in the back of his pan was all too familiar as he stared at the red dripping from his still-clenched fist. He knew what he had done, theoretically, there was no way he couldn’t, but at the moment he was focusing so hard on not thinking about it that it made the possibility that he had actually done it seem surreal and unnatural. He should probably do something about the blood, he thinks distantly, the empress is right there and hes just standing there bleeding his freak shade all over the fucking-

His head snaps up when she takes his wrist in hand, tisking at him like hes some tiny thing that needs to be taken care of. Its... humiliating. He would have let him shame stew a little longer if she hadnt said something else that made his insides jerk. Holy fuck he had to warn them, at least give them a chance to run or evacuate or say goodbye or do something! 

His hand is halfway to his palmhusk in his pocket before he suddenly remembers, 1 and a half sweeps of training together... and he never got any of their contact details. He wants to laugh, or maybe cry, or maybe some mix of both who fucking knows the nights still young! Every single one of them is going to die... because Karkats an antisocial loser with no friends.

Hes still standing there, the Condece having turned to walk away a couple seconds ago while he came to this ridiculous conclusion, when he feels the hand on his shoulder. He nearly dislocated it in his jerk movement to shake off the offending limb, turning to glare at the Helmsman for touching him.

Then he starts speaking, and his first sentence brings a very dark look to Karkats face. “You don’t know fucking anything about them.” He spits, desperate fury bubbling in his head over his other confused and terrified thoughts. “You think you know shit about them and me, but you fucking dont. Just stay the fuck away from me!” He storms away from him, following the Empress back to her ship, as he tries to think past the blood pounding in his ears.

The tealblood he’d been practicing with before, Genrav, gives him a prodding look from zes place in line with the others, bowing to the empress and glancing up as he passes, and nudges zer moiral standing beside zer to look at him. 

It took forever for them to settle into pale, he remembers a few of the others thinking red was for them but Karkat had just known they were made for moiraligence. That coming true had mad his entire perigee. He wondered if they would die holding each other, or if they wouldnt even know what hit them before they were already gone.

He’s spent precious seconds staring at the pair and walking, not even able to think of anything to say to them before the door screams shut behind him. The automated voice announcing their boarding, and the sealed fate of Thunder along with it. He numbly feels his Empress steering him to the window, unsure if its silence in his head the ringing static is just too loud to make any words decipherable, either way, as he watches the ship explode he seems almost calm, until you look down to his shaking hands, his wide eyes with the pupils slitted into a thin line of black, the horrified line of his mouth. 

He knows that theres no sound in space, but he’s almost certain he hears screaming.

The Condescension has arrived.

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YEAH, THE FIRST ONES PROVING PRETTY DIFFICULT, ERGH, HE'S BEING SUCH A WRIGGLER ABOUT THE WHOLE THING. PRETTY PAR FOR THE COURSE AS FAR AS HE'S CONCERNED BUT STILL.

YOU DIDN'T SEE THE CANDYPOCALYPSE?

TRYING TO FIND MY MAGIC ANON DOUBLE, REBLOGGING SHIT, IGNORING A CANDY SHITFEST, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS.

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FINE, WHATEVER, I’LL SHOW THEM TO MOIRA OR SOMETHING.

I DON’T KNOW IF HIC WILL APPRECIATE IT THOUGH...

OH YEAH, BECAUSE I KNOW HOW TO DO THAT, DO I LOOK LIKE AN ENGINEERADICATOR TO YOU??

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TRYING TO FIND MY MAGIC ANON DOUBLE, REBLOGGING SHIT, IGNORING A CANDY SHITFEST, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS.

Has it been announced that I, Caligo, am now online? If not…consider this such an announcement! Hello, everyone! How’re you all doing this darling day?

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>Your palmhusk is in your block.

>So is your access card

>If you go back you’d have to fight him, you can’t, you would die.

>You have to find somewhere to hide.

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ANON DIDNT SPECIFY. MAYBE IT’LL BE A WHILE, MAYBE HE’LL DISAPPEAR ON HIS OWN.

ITS NOTHING YOU NEED TO CONCERN YOURSELF WITH. IT’LL BE DEALT WITH. YOU COULD ASK THE GUY BUT HE LEFT OUR PALM HUSK HERE WHEN HE TOOK OFF.

@axlawful

HEY.

SORRY TO WORRY YOU LIKE THAT BUT ITS FINE NOW, I WAS FREAKING OUT OVER NOTHING.

THINK I SPOOKED THE OTHER GUY OFF THOUGH. DON’T WORRY, I’LL FIND HIM EVENTUALLY.

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@axlawful

HEY.

SORRY TO WORRY YOU LIKE THAT BUT ITS FINE NOW, I WAS FREAKING OUT OVER NOTHING.

THINK I SPOOKED THE OTHER GUY OFF THOUGH. DON’T WORRY, I’LL FIND HIM EVENTUALLY.

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K2: .... HEH, BOUT TIME YOU CAUGHT ON, THOUGH I WOULD HAVE APPRECIATED MORE TIME TO SHOW YOU WHY THIS REALLY IS THE BETTER OPTION.

==>Karkat: Dodge sickle swipe that would have taken your head off.

==> Run for your life.

OH FUCK!

K2: HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW?? IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR EVERYONE IF HE JUST JUMPED INTO A FUCKING SUN, OR BETTER YET, I GET TO KILL HIM MYSELF, BECAUSE UNLIKE SOMEONE, I’M NOT A USELESS WRECK. WHO CANT EVEN LOOK AT BLOOD ANYMORE WITHOUT WANTING TO THROW UP. I CAN BE THE THRESHCUTIONER THE EMPRESS NEEDS. I DONT KNOW WHY THE FUCK SHE KEEPS SPARING YOU, BUT IT’S ABOUT TIME YOU ACTUALLY PROVIDED SOMEONE WORTHY OF ALL THIS FUCKING MISPLACED FAITH.

I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU WOULD EVEN START WITH-

==> Karkat: remember the whole prompt for double trouble.

…….. OH SHIT.

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I FEEL LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE CONDESCENDING. THIS IS A WRIGGLER SHOW ISNT IT?

ADULTS? ARE YOU STILL A KID? WOW YOU ALL SOUND LIKE THIS ONE CARTOON RACE OF ALIEN INVADERS. I DON’T MEAN TO OFFEND BUT IT SOUNDS A LITTLE POINTLESS. WHY DO YOU NEED TO TAKE FROM OTHERS?

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K2: HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW?? IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR EVERYONE IF HE JUST JUMPED INTO A FUCKING SUN, OR BETTER YET, I GET TO KILL HIM MYSELF, BECAUSE UNLIKE SOMEONE, I’M NOT A USELESS WRECK. WHO CANT EVEN LOOK AT BLOOD ANYMORE WITHOUT WANTING TO THROW UP. I CAN BE THE THRESHCUTIONER THE EMPRESS NEEDS. I DONT KNOW WHY THE FUCK SHE KEEPS SPARING YOU, BUT IT’S ABOUT TIME YOU ACTUALLY PROVIDED SOMEONE WORTHY OF ALL THIS FUCKING MISPLACED FAITH.

I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU WOULD EVEN START WITH-

==> Karkat: remember the whole prompt for double trouble.

........ OH SHIT.

I *WAS* IN MY RESPITE BLOCK TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT THAT SHE HASN’T KILLED ME YET.

K2: BY SOBBING AND THROWING UP IN YOUR ABLUTION BLOCK. LIKE A FUCKING WRIGGLER.

LITERALLY NO ONE ASKED YOU!

K2: HE ASKED! AND YOU KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD BE DOING? TRAINING. YOU WASTE ALL THIS TIME BERATING YOURSELF FOR KILLING A BUNCH OF ASSHOLES YOU BARELY EVEN KNEW, HELL, YOU DIDNT EVEN HAVE A SINGLE ONE OF THEIR CONTACT DETAILS TO WARN THEM THAT YOU’D FUCKING KILLED THEM ALL! THEY WERE THAT WORTHLESS!

K2: WHAT KIND OF THRESHCUTIONER WILL YOU BE IF YOU CANT EVEN KILL ON THE EMPRESS’S COMMAND WITHOUT REACTING LIKE THIS? WHAT KIND OF TROLL ARE YOU??

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!

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NO, I’M 11 SWEEPS. AND I’M NOT ON PLANET ANYMORE, EVERYONE LEAVES OR DIESAT 10 FOR ASCENSION.

WOW, I’M SO GLAD OUR WHOLE CULTURE SOUNDS LIKE A FUCKING JOKE TO YOU.

RESOURCES, EXPANDING THE EMPIRE, COLONIZING NEW WORLDS. IN THE NAME OF HER IMPERIOUS CONDESCENSION. THIS IS WHAT TROLLS ARE HATCHED FOR. 

ADULTS? ARE YOU STILL A KID? WOW YOU ALL SOUND LIKE THIS ONE CARTOON RACE OF ALIEN INVADERS. I DON’T MEAN TO OFFEND BUT IT SOUNDS A LITTLE POINTLESS. WHY DO YOU NEED TO TAKE FROM OTHERS?