[Karkat yelps theatrically at the impact, and it takes a bunch of flailing to keep from overbalancing onto the mess. There's things everywhere, and he thinks he just stepped on some cluckbeast eggs, and he should back up before he catches anything on fire--]
[He didn't catch her on fire, did he?]
[He looks up, and before he can register why she looks strangely familiar to him, she's hurling a jug's worth of juice onto him. His hands come up instinctively, and the juice does extinguish the flames...]
[Only for them to pop back up, bright and blazing (if still small) the moment he lowers his arms away.]
What kind of incompetent beverage-slinging maniac goes throwing juice on strang--
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[He didn't catch her on fire, did he?]
[He looks up, and before he can register why she looks strangely familiar to him, she's hurling a jug's worth of juice onto him. His hands come up instinctively, and the juice does extinguish the flames...]
[Only for them to pop back up, bright and blazing (if still small) the moment he lowers his arms away.]
What kind of incompetent beverage-slinging maniac goes throwing juice on strang--
...ers...
[Up come the hands again, this time in defense.]
You're the one who stabbed me!