It was relatively quiet on the meteor, aside from the buzzing of a few monitors and the clicky-clack of keyboards. I mean, after everything, everyone really just needed a break to calm down; forgive and forget and all that.
Myka on the other hand was tending to Karkat’s needs, and constant rambling to the whereabouts of his Moirail. The human figures she’d just take the upper hand and message the clown.
- brutishCourtesan [BC] began pestering terminallyCapricious [TC] -
[BC]: hey gamy! :)
[BC]: karkat won’t shut about where you are, would you mind coming out?
[BC]: where ever you are? lol
Gamzee had been holding himself up in his room for the past few days to avoid accidentally yelling or hurting someone's feelings. He had decided to go sober, and when he had told his most wicked of diamonds this, he had been met with nothing but scorn and ridicule, so he had decided to deal with it alone. Despite how bad of an idea that was..
Hearing the ping of his husktop, he turned to look at the icon that showed on his screen, and quietly, taking a moment to gather his thoughts and feelings, he started typing out a reply, slowly but surely, hunting each letter down.
[TC]: Oh, ShIt, HeY mYkA! :o) [TC]: i DuNnO iF tHaT's A gOoD iDeA, mY wIcKeD sIsTeR. I'm ThReE dAyS oFf ThE pIe AnD aIn'T tOo SuRe HoW i'M gOnNa Be ArOuNd ThE oThErS.
[TC]: bUt... I tHiNk I cAn MaKe An ApPeArAnCe FoR a LiTtLe BiT.
[TC]: .... tElL kArKaT tHaT hE aIn'T gOtTa WoRrY aBoUt Me, PlEaSe.
