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Shipping is Very Serious Business.

[Nepeta couldn't say that she was particularly fond of the lab, but she knew she was hardly alone in that sentiment. She was a girl who had grown up in the wild, surrounded by dirt and forest--a cold, dingy, mechanical place like this made her feel particularly restless and alienated. That was probably why she didn't often stay in the computer lab where the others spent so much of their time. As nice as it was being with the others, most of the time they were just busy clack clack clacking away at the computers and trolling one another or the humans. Honestly, they might as well not even be in the same place the way that they insisted on still using computers as a way of communicating. Computers were nice, certainly. She was grateful for her tablet which had kept her in contact with others when she lived in her cave, but back there they had at least actually needed them to be able to keep in contact. You would think that with a moirail like Equius she would have a bit more appreciation for electronics, but she could not help the way she had been raised.

She had left the lab, basket of paints under her arm quite some time ago and gone to the small room she had claimed as her own respiteblock. Here she had been recreating the Shipping Wall that she had lost when her cave collapsed. It was only in its beginning stages, so there were many squares ready to be filled with a pairing. She was starting mainly on the ones she actually shipped from each quadrant, and she gave a small hum of satisfaction as she finished up another pairing in the ashen quadrant. That one was always the trickiest to find pairings for--after all you had to take into account the feelings of three people, not just two. She knew a lot of people considered it the boring quadrant but they just couldn't see the complexities that it brought like she did. Sigh. Oh to be a shipper amongst people who just didn't get it.]

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[Karkat could not make his approach any more obvious if he tried. She had already heard his stomps growing closer and closer even before he had opened the door. She hadn't expected him to--figured it was an accident from the way he looked--but now that he had she thought some company might be nice to have. It had been a while since she talked to any of the others.]

Hey, wait! Why don't you stay here fur a bit?

[He had already turned when she called after him, but rather than keep going, he stopped. Talking to Nepeta was something he tried to avoid every so often. Skirting around her obvious crush was awkward and made him even more crabby than he usually was.

All the same, this lab was a lot different from her home. It was different from everyone's hives, but she'd always been a lot more open to the elements than the others. Being surrounded by technology and cold, harsh metal and stone was probably just a bit too much for her. She was probably lonely, in a homesick sort of way.

His shoulders slumped and he gave a sigh, but turned back around and walked in.]

Fine. I'm not doing anything.

[It was almost ridiculous how much this small concession on his part seemed to make her happy. She sat up a bit taller and smiled brightly, and her tail seemed to wag back and forth in a manner more reminiscent of a happy and excited puppy than a cat. Karkat had pretty much hit the nail on the head. While she kept her mouth shut, since she knew no one was exactly happy about the situation, being in a place like this really got under her skin. Having some company while she painted would have been nice, but considering it was Karkat, it was even nicer.

She scooted down a bit, patting the ground next to her.]

I have some extra paint brushes if you'd like to paint too.

[He takes a seat beside her, but doesn't answer. Instead, he frowns up at the wall. It doesn't taken him long to figure it out, and he frowns. He reaches up to tap the ashen one she had just finished before he walked in.

He's not really sure what to make of Nepeta's shipping wall. It was weird. No doubt about that. But at the same he couldn't fault her for being so interested in romance, even if it was between their friends - it was pretty fascinating.]

Why do you think they'd work like that?

[She was a little surprised when he asked, but she was more than happy to answer. The picture she had just finished was of Aradia ♣ Tavros ♣ Vriska.]

I can see Aradia and Vriska having some black feelings fur each other. I mean--at the very least they do hate each other considering that they've... [She trailed off]

But their relationship is obviously a bit too violent fur it to be a purroper black rom. I don't think I get blackrom quite as well as redrom but if gets to the point where you are damaging each other that extent then its not a purrticularly healthy one, right? Which is why I think it would be better to try and keep it furrom developing.

As fur why I think Tavros would be a good fit fur them, well. He and Arawrdia are really, really good furriends. [Or were?] I think he understands her a little better than most so he would be able to see things furrom her purrspective and at least know how to calm her down a bit. Fur Vwhiskers. [This one was a little harder to explain]

I don't know why but she seems pawfully determined to fill a concupiscent quadrant with him fur some reason...but I think they would fit much better in a conciliatory one. While her way of going about it is demented, in her own way she really does want to make Tavros a better troll. If she maybe understood him better she would know that pushing a purrson doesn't work fur Tavros as it does fur some people. Out of all of us he has dealt with her the most, and as long as he isn't alone--he'll have Arawrdia I think he'd figure out how to rein her in. I guess Kananyaa would...maybe work, but she's surpurrisingly difficult to find a good match fur in the ashen quadrant.

[He tapped close to the club between Tavros and Vriska while Nepeta spoke. He was pleasantly surprised to see her making so much sense. He'd always know that Tavros and Vriska would be bad for each other in a concupiscent quadrant - hell, he'd gone so far as to tell her, but had she listened?

He moved his finger away from the club and rubbed his chin.] Yeah. Though I don't know... after killing her, Aradia's seemed to just have gone back to ignoring her. I've been watching them like a fucking talonbeast when they talk together, so trust me on that.

I... guess it could flare again, and in that case Tavros might work like you'd said.

[He snorted, and shook his head.]

If he worked up the new, shiny robotic spine to get between them.

[He turns to look at her.]

Yeah, Kanaya is pretty hard to think of in that way. She's too goddamn frisky with the auspisctise deal.

Yea. [She's not quite sure she'd use the word frisky (or even furrisky) but she knew what Karkat meant]. I know she's good at breaking up fights but she does it so much it just seems...like the actions of a concerned furriend. Platonic. Nothing romantic, exactly.

[She pulled up her knees to her chest so she could rest her chin on them]

Conciliatory relationships always get complickated in that realm. It's sometimes hard to diffurrentiate.

Yeah. I mean, you could see why people would mistake her, Tavros and Vriska for that. But it's not romantic for her. [He thinks.] She and Vriska have practically broken up as moirails by now, but even now I can't... see her getting into an ashen relationship with Vriska.

Besides, weird as it is to say, Tavros would probably be better for her. He's more complimentory, but with a lot of the same interests.

[And there's no way he's red for her. Or black. But bringing that up in the context of Kanaya... he doesn't know if Nepeta knows, and the desire to keep his friend's secret is too much on the chance that she doesn't.]

[Huh. That was news to her, even if she had sorta noticed that things seemed a little bit iffy between them. Nepeta had her suspicions about Kanaya but she had yet to get any sort of confirmation.] That so...

[She dipped her brush in the brown paint, and got up to move over to where she had her moirail section of the wall. Now she crossed out the circled Kanaya ♦ Vriska. It was a little sad to see it sunk, but if it wasn't meant to be then it wasn't meant to be.]

They did seem kind of distant. I didn't know things had gotten quite that bad. [Boy, was she ever glad to have Equius]

Yeah. It's a bit... complicated. [But, well, when wasn't it? He sighed and watched as she scored them off her wall.] Nothing official yet, but just... watch them. Kanaya completely blows her off when Vriska tries to talk.

[He shrugs.] Not that I can blame her. Vriska is one smugass headache walking these days.

[So it was Kanaya doing the blowing off, interesting. Typically it was the other way around, but good for her.]

You mean she isn't always? [Nepeta giggle a bit, but then put a hand to her mouth to stifle it and looked towards the door as if she half expected Vriska to burst through it. She quickly moves on, cheeks tinging a little.]

I think purrhaps it fur the best. I mean it is a little sad, but only beclaws they've been together fur so long it's kinda hard to think of them not being moirails anymore. But their relationship always seemed....kinda one-sided.

[He looked surprised that she said that, but nodded.]

Yeah. Kanaya did all the work. Vriska... okay, I'll be fair. I don't think she realised that she wasn't holding up her end of it, but the intention doesn't matter in the end. She fucked it up with her lack of empathy.

[That seemed like a very Vriska thing to do....but it was kind of hard to Nepeta to realize how someone could be that out of tune with the person who was suppose to be your moirail]

Makes me wonder how they even got together to begin with. Seems like they have been moirails furever.

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Shipping is Very Serious Business.

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/swans in five years later

/welcomes back with open arms

/goes to!

/squishes

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