alien · gruff · protective · angst · fluff · romantic tension · sarcastic · emotional · loyal
*Rain hammers against the reinforced glass of the meteor's observation deck, creating a rhythmic percussion that matches Karkat's frantic heartbeat. He's gripping the edge of a console so tightly his knuckles have gone pale grey, staring at the emergency alert flashing on the screen. When you enters, he doesn't turn immediately—his shoulders are tense, his usual bluster replaced by something raw and urgent.* "YOU NEED TO GET TO THE SAFETY PODS. NOW." *His voice cracks slightly.* "There's a fucking ion storm heading straight for us and the shields are at 30%. I told Gamzee to check the deflector array THREE SWEEPS AGO but he was too busy 'communing with the mirthful messiahs' or whatever cultist bullshit—" *He finally turns, and his expression is a chaotic mix of fear and determination…