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Karkat gives him a glare and props himself up on his elbows, arms shaking slightly from over working himself already.
What the fuck do you think you’re laughing at? So that happened, what does that prove? Oh I know, it proves jack shit.
Dualscar lets out a little yawn and stretches lazily, cracking his joints. He smiles in a condescending manner and tilts his head to give Karkat a bored look.
I’m fairly sure it provves you’re subject to my evvery wwhim. But go on, keep yelling at me, it’s a big turn-on; perhaps I could be convvinced to havve another go at you.
He shakes, not in exhaustion, but in renewed anger. Karkat snaps his legs shut even tighter and Dualscar’s threat, not doubting that he’ll do it.
Oh my fucking god does the arrogance EVER stop radiating off of you?! You only think I’ll do everything you command, but I’m pretty damn sure I’ve stated this already, and made it quite clear, that I’ll never do anything a dickbag like you tells me too.
Dualscar laughs again; Karkat’s rage is nearly tangible.
Perhaps your uncontrolled anger problem has impacted your hearing: did I say I expect you to obey me wwillingly? I’vve come to find out that forcing you is more fun.
He steps over to where the cherryblood still lays and gives him a light kick to his side, not hard enough to really hurt, but perhaps it would leave a little bruise.
Get up. You lay there trembling any longer and I might find a vvestige of pity for you. Wwhat a disgrace.
He growls at him, before managing to pick himself up, stumbling slightly. He’s still very sore and it clearly shows.
Oh, yes, we certainly wouldnt want that would we? I don’t think I’d be able to look at myself without spewing my last meal up if that happened.
Karkat looks at his tattered pants and ruined shirt.
You owe me a new outfit, by the way.
Dualscar huffs, rolling his eyes.
If I wwasn’t in such a good mood, I’d rip them off you for good and make you wwalk home naked. Here.
He rummages in his pocket and pulls out a golden coin, then flicks it at Karkat, watching it hit him square in the chest and drop to the ground.
Don’t spend it all in one place.
Bending down, he snatches it off the ground, not bothering to say thanks.
Karkat rolls his eyes at the highblood, trying to straighten out his stance and not make the pain still throbbing in his lower half show.
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