(002;)

[rancoured]

[ dictated; he's figuring this out now !! ]

It just doesn't get any easier, does it.

. . . Sunlight.

Tell me, how is the weather working out for you?

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dictated;

[advocacies]

Are you a troll, too? [ she loves the sunlight. recharge!! ]

dictated;

[rancoured]

Troll?

dictated;

[advocacies]

Apparently the trolls here can't handle the sunlight.

dictated;

[unironically]

This sun is less harsh than that of Alternia, but it's hardly comfortable for most of my race, indeed.

dictated;

[advocacies]

One of Karkat's buddies?

So you're more of a nocturnal type.

dictated forever;

[unironically]

Kanaya Maryam! Karkat is my friend and leader, correct.

My race in general prefers the cover of darkness. However, certain blood mutations have the advantage of being able to sally forth into the daylight hours.

/instantly ships

[advocacies]

Nice to meet you, Kanaya. I'm Karen Starr. I guess you can say Karkat's a friend of mine.

Blood mutations? How does that happen?

B) o u

[unironically]

I'm thrilled to hear that he's found more people to be loud and frustrated at. Karkat must do a great deal of shouting and being frustrated, you know, it keeps his teeth filed.

Troll reproduction is quite complicated, if I say so myself. Anomalous blood colors arise from unforeseen combinations and interactions in the incestuous slurry from which we are birthed.

[advocacies]

Are you being facetious or serious there? [ because she doesn't take karkat's bull at all. ]

He actually told me a bit about that.

[ Kanaya; i almost typed Kanye... ]

How many trolls are there left? [ since karkat mentioned the planet being blown up or something. :( ]

Karen;

[unironically]

I am being quite sincere, I assure you. I appreciate your befriending him.

Really, he shared about blood mutations and the reproductive cycle? He does so enjoy discussing the psychology of the quadrants and troll romantic relations, I suppose it's not any surprise. [And a slight pause, before going to the last question.] In our universe, in the Medium, you mean?

Kanaya;

[advocacies]

Not entirely... he was talking about where you all come from but it was apparently destroyed?

Yeah, for a guy he really likes his romantic comedy movies.

Karen;

[unironically]

Troll cinema is a valuable part of culture - and he was telling you of the destruction of our world with veracity as his underpinning. There are indeed only a few of my race left. [A pause. As far as she last knew - ] Ten of us.

Kanaya;

[advocacies]

There's absolutely nothing that can be done about it?

Karen;

[unironically]

[A bit of a pause.] I would hesitate to say "nothing", given the situation in which we've found ourselves... but at present standing, I find it difficult to see precisely what might be done.

Kanaya;

[advocacies]

I'm really sorry to hear about it.

Karen;

[unironically]

[She's not sure exactly what to say to that.]

A possibility to salvage the future of our race may yet present itself, I suppose. Please do not feel obliged to dwell upon it.