(how he wound up in the party is a mystery to karna, normally the staff would turn their noses in his direction and ignore him. long-standing guests included, since many of them were doing that even now. karna had taken the chance to adjust to his new predicament with ease, but he knows that this won't do for what is supposed to be a party. he's in that suit he wore for his previous date at one point. they expected them to be well-dressed, drinking, and eating. karna however is not quite indulging the way that should be intended from how he sits alone.
nobody would talk to him, the staff brought him his champagne and left without another word. he can admit he's used to this. three months worth of being looked at as though he's lower than dirt, but that's not unusual. the basement wasn't so bad from his current standing. maybe not the sounds, the negligence, and how some might even pretend he doesn't exist when he wants to buy something as simple as a basic kit for cooking in his small space. he'll figure out something, he did say himself that he intends to work on escaping the basement as time goes on.
that's his best move while he watches once more guests and staff peer over in his direction with disgusted sneers. they look like they're planning to leave. some would even talk loudly like he can't hear them about how much of an eyesore he is; he isn't commenting on it, and his endurance isn't terrible for someone sitting through constant remarks about himself. if it were his friends being insulted, that's another story. karna is honestly by now planning to get up from this sole table he was given (that's in a rather pitiful state too) and seeing if he can find something to do that isn't just participating in listening to both staff and guests speak horribly about him.
or he was until he blinks after seeing you coming up in his periphery, someone wants to talk to him? that's a bigger surprise for his evening.)
Yes? I don't have much, sadly, to offer.
b. a roll of the die.
(dice games were something the boys would play among the chaldean servants, karna himself would join from time to time. dice games were the one thing that he could join without being accused of cheating due to his discernment. poker meant that he would anger certain people if he played that with them, robin hood had learned that unfortunately fast karna was not able to do much about it. he couldn't turn it off either, but this isn't about nostalgic memories that he has. what karna is looking at is unusual dice, the chips were sounding promising.
perhaps that invitation if he lands it might be worth his effort.
regardless, he's fiddling with the dice. staring at it and wondering why this is a pastime for people. dirty dice? he may not have ever played it, sure, but....there's little he can do there. he does still need more chips. as much as he has that queen's pay out from his temporary queen rank....he was keeping those banked back. meaning, he still has little to spend. that's more to ensure he has a nest egg in the event he has to use it. anyway, karna does for a moment think. what is he going to do, exactly? that's the mystery, and he hasn't rolled the die yet. perhaps he's just thinking too much about it before:)
I'll go first, if you don't mind. My apologies, I was just thinking more about it.
(that was his usual, to think and think. he can seem indecisive but that's far from the truth about karna.)
c. aftercare.
(servants don't usually get headaches, not the way that karna feels it. not even hangovers. parties were loud and cheery. full of liveliness while afterwards they'd all rest themselves. even their master (who deserved to relax) would do the same after such events. karna himself was....almost certainly feeling the aftermath of that. his head is pounding and his suite isn't the biggest of places, he was already laying down with what feels to be another person. that was enough to make him blink slowly, then notice he's undressed. completely.
a full view of burnt charcoal colored skin along his arms, his legs, and extremely pale flesh.
that heart mark in a rather obvious spot along his neck included, but karna says nothing on that. he's got a headache while looking at you, quiet and contemplating before moving to awkwardly get up first in what little space he has. the basement is a terrible place, as you can see. his own space included, but he keeps it clean as best as he could for the sake of himself and others that wish for more.)
Sorry. I don't remember last night....and I think you should leave, before someone sees you were in here with me.
(the hangover kit is going ignored for now (he did spot that from the corner of his eyes) since karna isn't sure if that would be safe to use. not after the days of unending partying, alcohol, and drugs. gambling, too. though gambling was never his thing. he did, however, want to ensure someone didn't get accidentally discriminated for sleeping with him.)
d. wildcard.
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karna ― fate ― 3 of hearts
nobody would talk to him, the staff brought him his champagne and left without another word. he can admit he's used to this. three months worth of being looked at as though he's lower than dirt, but that's not unusual. the basement wasn't so bad from his current standing. maybe not the sounds, the negligence, and how some might even pretend he doesn't exist when he wants to buy something as simple as a basic kit for cooking in his small space. he'll figure out something, he did say himself that he intends to work on escaping the basement as time goes on.
that's his best move while he watches once more guests and staff peer over in his direction with disgusted sneers. they look like they're planning to leave. some would even talk loudly like he can't hear them about how much of an eyesore he is; he isn't commenting on it, and his endurance isn't terrible for someone sitting through constant remarks about himself. if it were his friends being insulted, that's another story. karna is honestly by now planning to get up from this sole table he was given (that's in a rather pitiful state too) and seeing if he can find something to do that isn't just participating in listening to both staff and guests speak horribly about him.
or he was until he blinks after seeing you coming up in his periphery, someone wants to talk to him? that's a bigger surprise for his evening.)
Yes? I don't have much, sadly, to offer.
b. a roll of the die.
perhaps that invitation if he lands it might be worth his effort.
regardless, he's fiddling with the dice. staring at it and wondering why this is a pastime for people. dirty dice? he may not have ever played it, sure, but....there's little he can do there. he does still need more chips. as much as he has that queen's pay out from his temporary queen rank....he was keeping those banked back. meaning, he still has little to spend. that's more to ensure he has a nest egg in the event he has to use it. anyway, karna does for a moment think. what is he going to do, exactly? that's the mystery, and he hasn't rolled the die yet. perhaps he's just thinking too much about it before:)
I'll go first, if you don't mind. My apologies, I was just thinking more about it.
(that was his usual, to think and think. he can seem indecisive but that's far from the truth about karna.)
c. aftercare.
a full view of burnt charcoal colored skin along his arms, his legs, and extremely pale flesh.
that heart mark in a rather obvious spot along his neck included, but karna says nothing on that. he's got a headache while looking at you, quiet and contemplating before moving to awkwardly get up first in what little space he has. the basement is a terrible place, as you can see. his own space included, but he keeps it clean as best as he could for the sake of himself and others that wish for more.)
Sorry. I don't remember last night....and I think you should leave, before someone sees you were in here with me.
(the hangover kit is going ignored for now (he did spot that from the corner of his eyes) since karna isn't sure if that would be safe to use. not after the days of unending partying, alcohol, and drugs. gambling, too. though gambling was never his thing. he did, however, want to ensure someone didn't get accidentally discriminated for sleeping with him.)
d. wildcard.