[He feels less sick. Not much better, but not as terrible. The hurricane is quieting down, and Dirk doesn't feel right keeping this a secret any longer than this. He put it off for as long as possible but now he has to talk to Dave.
He still spends a long time sitting there in the Magister's room. No one else is around. He'd prefer to go somewhere private but it's fine. Cal is tucked away in Jake's room, but once he has Dave's okay he can go get him. And burn him.
It's the best thing to do. He knows it is. Dave needs to know that he is more important to Dirk than any puppet could be. He needs to know that Dirk will always put him first, and he needs to know that Dirk won't lie to him. All of that is true, and Dirk wants to prove it to Dave.
In a sense it wouldn't really be meaningful if killing Cal didn't feel like cutting off his left hand.
Dirk closes his eyes, and he listens through a full three of Dave's remixed tunes, the ones he made on the very turntable that Dirk is leaning against. He lets his mind flicker through the memories like video files, Dave's happiness getting his tables, the two of them sitting together in headphones while Dave mixed. He doesn't need a left hand if he can have that.]
Let me know when you're up for what is likely to be another patented Heart-to-Heart Strider Bros Conversation. I'm chilling with the Magister right now.
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He still spends a long time sitting there in the Magister's room. No one else is around. He'd prefer to go somewhere private but it's fine. Cal is tucked away in Jake's room, but once he has Dave's okay he can go get him. And burn him.
It's the best thing to do. He knows it is. Dave needs to know that he is more important to Dirk than any puppet could be. He needs to know that Dirk will always put him first, and he needs to know that Dirk won't lie to him. All of that is true, and Dirk wants to prove it to Dave.
In a sense it wouldn't really be meaningful if killing Cal didn't feel like cutting off his left hand.
Dirk closes his eyes, and he listens through a full three of Dave's remixed tunes, the ones he made on the very turntable that Dirk is leaning against. He lets his mind flicker through the memories like video files, Dave's happiness getting his tables, the two of them sitting together in headphones while Dave mixed. He doesn't need a left hand if he can have that.]
Let me know when you're up for what is likely to be another patented Heart-to-Heart Strider Bros Conversation. I'm chilling with the Magister right now.