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[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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[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.

Shipping is Very Serious Business.

/swans in five years later

/welcomes back with open arms

/goes to!

/squishes

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