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[Karkat hasn't seen Eridan for a while. Of course, that wasn't really on his mind while we was walking along the beach. He was giving the Org XIII robe an airing again because... well, he'd managed to lose the shirt again. His mind was buzzing with ideas for the mail system, each one more convoluted and stupid than the last. It helped to think about them, though, even if the first thing to do would be to send out the letter to his friends first.
He was jolted out out of his thoughts by a sudden shot of water right at him. He looked around, hands clenching into firsts and lips pulled back in a snarl.]