WEEK ONE: SUNDAY, POST GROUP MEETING

[parodeity]

[ well, after That Meeting was over, dave would have hooked a hand on dirk's arm, said "a'ight, come with me" and dragged him off to an area where they can maybe be alone and have enough room for...whatever...the hell he dragged dirk off for.

dirk gets a measured look before dave crosses his arms - dropping dirk's - and says: ]

Ground rules for comin' with me into dangerous shit: you guard the rear, I'm on point. Solid?

[ before dirk can answer, he adds: ]

You're less familiar with weapons that ain't the damn katana. I'm more familiar with 'em. So, point's me. [ he's tense and hesitant when he continues with: ] ...And you guard my back. [ he's usually more than a little wary about having dirk at his back, so this is. probably progress? ]

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[parodeity]

...I don't know that it actually matters. [ he's not really engaging in the topic that much anyway. ] You won't buy whatever I say, nor should you, and it ain't like either of us knows enough about the other's aspect to bother givin' a good argument.

[splinten]

[Ah. He quiets.]

I'll listen to you.

[parodeity]

I don't really have that many thoughts on the topic to start with.

[splinten]

Tell me them? There are probably things I missed.

None of us really did much with our aspects before it all went pear-shaped. [WELL Roxy but he doesn't know that]

[parodeity]

[ an empty gesture to the side, more habit than function. ]

Some splinters need to be destroyed. Some need to be caused. Some need to be reconciled. Probably.

[splinten]

Blondie, Angel Eyes, and Tuco.

[Why go for the Western joke, Dirk?]

I'd like that. It'd be... nice, to work with it like that. Reconciling splinters was probably part of whatever personal quest I might've had.

[parodeity]

I broke swords.

[ the stock markets were an unrelated thing. ]

[splinten]

...For your personal quest.

[parodeity]

...There was, like, time travel involved??

[ to

break swords. ]

I never said it wasn't a deeply stupid personal quest.

[ the degree to which it is deeply stupid is not yet clear to him. ]

At least I kinda bothered, doubt anyone in the universe can convince Rose to "play the rain" or whatever her bullshit was.