#timeaid

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‘ well you know what? fuck those other karkats — if they were stupid  enough to get themselves killed after insulting spirits (rightfully so, because most of them are complete bulgemunchers) then they absolutely deserved to die! ‘ he talked a big game, but he was actually internally shaking. they actually died?? i mean, she said probably, but still. god he didn’t want to be one of those lifeless assholes.     ‘ honestly, do you really expect me to get fucked, right here and now, for simply telling them to eat my ass? ‘ a roll of his eyes told her he didn’t care but the twitch of his fingers out of nervousness said otherwise.

          ❝ well if it isn’t the maid of time. and how are you on this fine sunny day? spreading out your wings? ❞        he questions her casually leaning against a wall next to him that he just so happened to be the building he had been heading to. he was never late, how could you when you could time travel? so he had... wait no better say that aloud. ❝ wanna chat? i have some time to kill. ❞

though his cheeks stained a very obvious cherry red, the mutant simply looked deflated at the burgundy’s unfantastical pun.                               “ did you know... that you’re super fucking lame..?”  eyes flickered from side to side, hesitance apparent in the glances he gave. and with a sigh, he reached out and grabbed for her hand in a swift swipe.                               “ god — you’re lucky i don’t care though. “

                   “ that sounds pretty accurate. “the corner of her lip tugged to the side, a dissatisfied look crossing her        face. honestly, what the other said was spot on, at least in her opinionit was. she really wished it wasn’t though.                    “ it really sucks though! life has the potential forsomething great but then it gets stuck in that cycle; and frankly,i’m kind of over it. “

     “It seems like the most rational course of action. From what I can gather, your species tends to be very warlike. I don’t want to take the chance of anyone recognizing you and deciding to take some misguided vengeance or preemptive action.”

His tired eyes survey Megido for any signs of oddity beyond what is permissible in a Quirk-filled society. Nothing about her leaps out at him as too distinct. The horns, maybe, but there are several horned students at UA already. Horns seem common enough in their superhuman society. After a few moments of scrutiny, he sighs, deeming her normal.

 ‘ jeez, that went from zero to a fucking hundred. ‘ebony colored eyes widened, mouth agape ever so slightly due to the (rather unprompted) conversation. he understood that murder was apart of theirorigins and species culture; however, he still found himself cringing at it. a step back.   ‘ how do you even find joy in that? like, seriously? doesthe feeling of blood on your hands get you off or something? ‘

nitw starters . accepting