[ dave absolutely does not have to readjust his shades you saw nothing dirk.
but he rubs his hands together, lips turning up into one of his casual little smiles. ]
All righty, then, let's get this party started. What do you wanna mix first holy shit I can't even pick? No wait I can totally pick where's that lohac mix I made?
[ the latter question is mostly muttered to himself as he steps up to the turntable set up, just. checking out where everything is and fiddling with it a bit. ]
[He didn't see anything because he can't quite believe what he saw.
But. Oh. Look at that. What might be escaping onto the lips of one Dirk Strider? Why, could it be a genuine smile, slowly overwhelming those years of stunted social development? Why he it is! And that smile is liable to only get wider as he follows Dave over to the turntables. He hooks the headphones in and offers a set to Dave. While the base is going to be subject to their mixing later, the actual process clearly requires the precision feedback offered by the headphones.
He also casually brings down the track listing so Dave can access the lohac mix. There you go, bro.]
[ dave hooks the headphones over his ears with a thanks and. holy shit dirk is actually smiling? it's always kinda fun when he does that even if dave's pretty sure dirk is usually in a good mood whenever they're hanging out.
he starts up the mix and decides they may as well just test out the settings on everything by...
messing around for kicks. it's been a bit since he's done this. as in two months. luckily it's like riding a bike.
or so he assumes, it's not like he ever really had a bike. ]
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but he rubs his hands together, lips turning up into one of his casual little smiles. ]
All righty, then, let's get this party started. What do you wanna mix first holy shit I can't even pick? No wait I can totally pick where's that lohac mix I made?
[ the latter question is mostly muttered to himself as he steps up to the turntable set up, just. checking out where everything is and fiddling with it a bit. ]
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But. Oh. Look at that. What might be escaping onto the lips of one Dirk Strider? Why, could it be a genuine smile, slowly overwhelming those years of stunted social development? Why he it is! And that smile is liable to only get wider as he follows Dave over to the turntables. He hooks the headphones in and offers a set to Dave. While the base is going to be subject to their mixing later, the actual process clearly requires the precision feedback offered by the headphones.
He also casually brings down the track listing so Dave can access the lohac mix. There you go, bro.]
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he starts up the mix and decides they may as well just test out the settings on everything by...
messing around for kicks. it's been a bit since he's done this. as in two months. luckily it's like riding a bike.
or so he assumes, it's not like he ever really had a bike. ]