WEEK ONE: WEDNESDAY, THE POOL

[parodeity]

[ so. assuming dirk is still keeping to the schedule, he will find dave skipped dinner tonight but does show up at the poolside around eight, his hands in his pockets and looking...

even more neutral than ever? or. kind of scattered. it's hard to read him still, probably, but he mostly looks about two seconds from jumping the fuck off of something tall.

his first question is: ]

If I ask you to lie to everyone for me, will you. English included.

[ hey what's up how are you today dirk ]

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[splinten]

[Dirk can't be persuaded out of it, though. He's already seen enough of Dave to know what he wants.]

You aren't great the way you told yourself you were, same as I told myself. What I've seen of you, though, including the mistakes you've made, shows me a good dude. Like, really, a better sort of dude I ever imagined talking to when I pictured meeting the legendary guy I idolized. I pictured him as probably being "too cool" to be the type of guy you are. But you know what, fuck being too cool for that. I'm interested in knowing you, here, even as time keeps running out on us.

[parodeity]

I didn't say I did that. [ WHY DOES HE FEEL THE NEED TO DENY THINGS THAT ARE PATENTLY OBVIOUS, OR THAT HE HAS HALFWAY ADMITTED TO, we just do not know.

he's ask if dirk really doesn't think he's cool, but like.

dave has yet to manage a single interaction with the guy without being a complete disaster, so like.

fair. ]

I... [ he...? ] I'm probably gonna make the time run out tryin' to find it.

[splinten]

Yeah, I've figured that one out.

[This time, when he reaches out for Dave, it's very careful. He reaches for a hand, but he's mindful of the fingers. He won't hold it to bruise.]

I'm here helpin' you cover that up anyway.

[parodeity]

I don't have enough. [ he can admit that, at least, even though he's trying. he doesn't have enough to utilize, only has so many people in his pocket and he can't widen the circle easily.

he's still, and he doesn't pull back, but he doesn't return the grip, either. ]

But yeah.

[splinten]

I can't explain it better than that.

[It doesn't make sense in other ways. It isn't a logical and comprehensible action. It's just a deep and undeniable impulse, an ocean wave of need that he can't duck under.]

Every week you do this, I'll do what I can.

[parodeity]

No, I don't have enough...

[ ... ]

People. I don't have enough people for this.

[splinten]

How many do you need and what do you need them to be?

[parodeity]

I don't know. I don't have enough...

[ gestures with his free hand. ]

I got one person backin' me. We don't have enough special rules between us. But what we have has to be enough.

[splinten]

[Dirk is quiet for a moment. Then he nods.]

There might be more that can help. The camera might be able to reveal some of them at the trial.

[parodeity]

Doesn't mean they'll agree to.

[ he tugs his hand back, mostly so he can start walking. for once he does not shove his hands in his pockets, mostly because

his fingers are still pretty broken, obviously, so

yeah ]

Even if I trade myself.

[splinten]

You aren't a bargainin' piece. [Wait Dave's going to argue with that—] You shouldn't be, anyway. We'll figure out if they will or won't agree when we learn more.

[At least Dirk is walking with him?]

[parodeity]

You're not my teammate, dude. I can bargain my shit away if I wanna.

[ if he has to. ]

[splinten]

I never said I was or you couldn't.

[All he really said is that Dave is too valuable as a person to be offered up like a sacrificial piece. But he doesn't expect Dave to get that.]

[parodeity]

It's the only way I can get more people's special rules. And if I die - well, whatever.

[ he's always expendable, and he was raised to think that. so. ]

[splinten]

It ain't whatever. [His voice is quiet, though, because he knows Dave doesn't agree.] I can just as easily offer up my role. Maybe more easily, since the camera's probably going to run out of utility sooner than later.

[parodeity]

You can't, because you have somethin' that does shit, and you aren't even on my team.

[ GOD. ]

Or haven't you traded roles with someone else? 'Cause you don't know what the fuck I do - or don't do - and that's kinda integral to trustin' someone doin' shit here.

[splinten]

I know that what you do is supposed to try to take out ways for the murders to happen. There's going to be a point in this situation when information gathering matters a lot less than the ability to actively interfere.

[Blatantly ignoring the team thing because, tbh, it's super dumb]

[parodeity]

False. That is a thing I tried to do entirely on my own, and it's nothin' to do with my role anyway.

[ ??????????????? ]

My point is, you don't trust me, and I don't trust you. Not to the level we'd need to trust one another to actually be on a team. Pretty sure you have one person to that level, and it ain't me.

[splinten]

For a dude who doesn't have enough people, you're doin' a fantastic job refusing a person you could absolutely have.

[parodeity]

You do not trust me completely.

[ point-blank. ]

Maybe to a stupid degree, but you don't trust me completely.

[splinten]

What the Hell is is 'complete' trust supposed to mean?

[parodeity]

The only person I completely trust so far told me their role and everythin' fuckin' else they know.

[ dirk straight up cannot do that. ]

Your loyalty's split and I can't trust it.

[splinten]

You're talkin' as if Jake wouldn't tell you his role in a heartbeat. You could have both of us tellin' you everythin' and you know it.

[parodeity]

Doesn't matter. You wouldn't tell me it.

[ he refuses to know any such thing, fuck off???????????? ]

And anyway he thinks I'm someone I'm not.

[splinten]

You haven't let him know who you are. And I'm callin' bullshit on the implication that you'd trust me more if I betrayed him to you, instead of less.