In response to a prompt from primtheamazing: Rose, Jasprose, and Kanaya, bickering
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"Rose. Rose. Excuse me. Jasprose? I feel it's only polite to inform you both that if you don't cease these constant verbal attacks I will be forced to take steps. I will do so whether or not you understand this warning."
"One moment, Kanaya," Rose said in the distracted manner that meant she hadn't registered the meaning of a single word, nor Kanaya's increasingly irritated tone of voice. At the other end of the sofa, Jasprose smiled sweetly and inquired if Rose would like to restate her last point because clearly she couldn't have meant to sound as ignorant as her words had implied.
Kanaya counted to twelve. Then she slammed the purple embroidered cushion down between her matesprit and her matesprit's alternate potential fate. Rose tipped backward onto the sofa's arm, while Jasprose levitated toward the ceiling, claws out and face-tentacles thrashing in alarm.
"Thank you," Kanaya said, tucking the cushion back into her sylladex. "Now, as I was saying. If you don't find some way to coexist in relative peace, I will have to find you an auspistice. I'm sure Karkat would be thrilled to volunteer. Failing that, I've been considering John. Or Roxy."
She smiled at the badly concealed panic on two versions of Rose's face.
Necessary Measures
Date: 2015-09-30 06:25 pm (UTC)-----
"Rose. Rose. Excuse me. Jasprose? I feel it's only polite to inform you both that if you don't cease these constant verbal attacks I will be forced to take steps. I will do so whether or not you understand this warning."
"One moment, Kanaya," Rose said in the distracted manner that meant she hadn't registered the meaning of a single word, nor Kanaya's increasingly irritated tone of voice. At the other end of the sofa, Jasprose smiled sweetly and inquired if Rose would like to restate her last point because clearly she couldn't have meant to sound as ignorant as her words had implied.
Kanaya counted to twelve. Then she slammed the purple embroidered cushion down between her matesprit and her matesprit's alternate potential fate. Rose tipped backward onto the sofa's arm, while Jasprose levitated toward the ceiling, claws out and face-tentacles thrashing in alarm.
"Thank you," Kanaya said, tucking the cushion back into her sylladex. "Now, as I was saying. If you don't find some way to coexist in relative peace, I will have to find you an auspistice. I'm sure Karkat would be thrilled to volunteer. Failing that, I've been considering John. Or Roxy."
She smiled at the badly concealed panic on two versions of Rose's face.
Mission accomplished.