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[crusthatecean]

Who: Karkat, Terezi, Gamzee, others
Where: 1338 Benny Road
When: December 22
What: Gamzee and Terezi decide to have a talk with a certain irritable troll
Warnings: character injury, blood



[After hanging up on Terezi and his earlier confrontation with Gamzee, Karkat will keep to himself. He'll remain inside the house, but he'll keep to his respiteblock, avoiding the chance of running into Gamzee again.

He'll also keep his sickle on his person and watch out his window for comings and goings, worried about Gamzee's potential to harm the other trolls in town.]

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[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

[Drops the first aid kit near him and gives him an expectant look.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Are you planning to stay and stare at me?

[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

Quite possibly.

I'm very bored, you know.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Does your species just lack the capacity to take a hint?

[But he knows he probably can't actually stitch himself up completely on his own, so with an resentful glance at the Doctor, he opens the first aid kit and pulls off his shirt. There's a shallow slash across his neck that's still dripping blood down his chest, fresh and darkening red bruises all over his torso, especially around his ribs, and a long and deep cut to his arm that's currently bleeding the heaviest. That's where he starts, but it's his right arm and though he can apply rubbing alcohol to it, his movements with his left arm are clumsy.

He sits hunched in around himself, unwilling to ask or even accept help but waiting for it to be forced on him.]

[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

No. Just me.

[The Doctor steps back involuntarily at the site of Karkat's wounds. Even after 900 years, he's not used to gore. Generally he gets out of whatever disaster just happened before the clean up starts or wakes up in a medical bay way hours after being fixed up.

Wishing he could just call Rory, the Doctor swallows and begins helping clean up the wounds.]