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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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[parodeity]

[ wow this SASS.

his idiot best friend is probably still dozing on the roof, arms crossed over is shades and off out of sight, in a too-big sweatshirt. that or he's just not planning on moving. it is a mystery. ]

[windeity]

[Sigh. He'll just approach and have a seat a few feet away, shivering a little at the cold concrete of the roof while watching for a moment. On the one hand, Dave should probably sleep. On the other, if he falls straight into someone else's nightmare that sucks?

So. Give him a second and he throws a balled-up pair of clean socks at Dave's head.]

[parodeity]

[ well. there's a reason he told john to toss something instead of shake him, and it's because he lurches immediately into fully awake and his sword is in his hand before he thinks about it, body automatically angling towards the source of the perceived threat.

it takes a second to reorient, dismiss the sword, and toss the socks back. ]

[windeity]

Whoa, hey! [Even if it's a split second he's hyperaware considering he was watching him. He backs away from the sword even if he wasn't in range, and even when it disappears he catches the socks with one hand and gives Dave a quiet look. He says nothing for a moment, but eventually:]

Hey...you still with me? [A tentative grin. The fuck was that about?]

[parodeity]

...Yeah. Just...stick to that if you try to wake me up all month. [ or all of his life, at this rate. dave runs a hand through his hair. ] - It's annoying.

[windeity]

Sure. [He stays his distance and watches quietly, fingers threaded together almost nervously.] I have plenty of socks I can throw at you as often as you need me to. Are you--did you go anywhere else?

[parodeity]

Just my own head. [ a shrug. ] I can sleep somewhere else if it gets worse.

[ he says, like he intends to sleep at all ]

[windeity]

Only if you want to. I don't mind? [A tiny shrug.] If you'd be more comfortable crashing at Rose's or something that is also fine.

[parodeity]

It’s not really about my comfort? No way in hell am I bunking with Rose.

[windeity]

Well...come back to the room for tonight since you are awake and I am awake. And I have a feeling we will be awake for a while.

[parodeity]

Can I ask you a question first?

[windeity]

Yeah, of course. What is it?

[parodeity]

Are you not...did that not worry you?

[ he's looking at john hard, trying to read his body language as much as whatever the fuck john says next.

he means do you still feel safe around me and it's a constant concern because dave isn't sure he trusts himself, sometimes. ]

[windeity]

[He doesn't know what to say at first seeing how he's still leaning back and watching him silently. He's worried, yes, but maybe not for the reasons that Dave thinks.]

You told me to do this for a specific reason, didn't you? I think as long as we understand that it'll be fine.

[parodeity]

I...yeah. Wakin’ up in a war zone. I knew I’d wake up fighting. Just...you’re sure? It might get worse before it gets better.

[windeity]

[Given Dave's nightmare involved fighting an abomination of puppets, and given what he remembers of their universe, he isn't that surprised to hear that either.]

You still trust me, don't you? I am sure it will be fine. [...] Is it because of the nightmares?

[parodeity]

The random fog attacks do not really help.

[ a shrug. ]

I had to fuck off and sleep away from people as much as I could for a while after we got back in August, too. [ so there is that. ] - I always trust you.

[windeity]

Considering what you told me about August I guess that makes sense. But then...trust me on this. I won't even wake you up unless I really have to and I have a lot of socks and a pillow. We can figure it out if you want, but if you want to abscond for a while that is okay, too. [Even if that option worries him.]

[parodeity]

If you’re sure. [ although, after a beat: ] Draw your damn hammer if someone pulls a sword on you from now on, though.

[windeity]

If I knew that someone was going to draw a damn sword on me, I would have drawn my hammer. [There's a frown because he doesn't like the implications, but he doesn't argue either.] I can protect myself fine. I promise.

[parodeity]

Just...what if somethin' happened that made me attack you in earnest, dude? You can't hesitate. Things go strange here every month.

[windeity]

I can defend without attacking, Dave. And that's what I will do if I need to.

[parodeity]

Just...

[ ... ]

Just, don't let me hurt you if it ever comes up.

[windeity]

Has that happened before?

[parodeity]

Not to me.

[ a shrug. ]

But this is all about "fear" and messin' with our heads. It's...not improbable that people will go off in the wrong way.