not really i mean what do you really do for colds but wait them out itll presumably go away eventually usually once i hit the peak of being super ill it gently fades out and im just left doing those manly sniffles in the privacy of my own room for a few days and then im right as rain
[ medicine isn't an option here but tbh it's not like bro was a big advocate of Actual Childcare. if dave got sick he...
did what he is doing now, actually? hibernated alone and wished blearily for death and contemplated texting his friends to distract himself. it's actually kind of weird as fuck to have people asking about his health and then following up on it.
[Honestly like. That's a pretty fair statement and also how Minato deals with colds, but.
It's not how people Minato knows get to deal with colds, because he's kind of a hypocrite that way. Which means he reads and processes Dave's response, but ultimately just ends up responding on his own terms.]
Got it. I'll bring by blankets then. I think I have a can of soup too, that's pretty easy to heat up. You're probably in Ruga with your clothes like they are... can you give me an estimate of where?
see, no one has ever fucking tried to take care of him when he's sick before? because. again. bro. and on the meteor no one was really free enough to pay attention when dave came down with a minor cold; there was nothing more serious there.
so he just stares blankly at the computer screen for like ten minutes trying to figure out...what...he is feeling here? this is an actual human being who dave has spoken to all of twice (three times now) who is offering to give him a can of soup (dave does not assume it will be made because that would be Pushing It for the limits of believability) and a blanket.
it's quite possibly normal human courtesy stuff but it gives him a swooping sense of disbelief in the pit of his stomach and he thinks back to how bro used to deal with him getting sick and -
nah. not right now. ]
yeah we should like make addresses but im like you know where the ruga sign near the wellside end of the district is im about seven houses in on the lefthandmost side you dont really have to do any of this though dude its honestly chill
[He doesn't mind that there isn't an answer for awhile; Minato just takes the time to rummage around his own dinky house area to find a bowl and that can of soup and also some blankets, which he has been hoarding.
Because he likes being warm.
So by the time he's gotten all of that, there's a response, and Minato looks it over thoughtfully before he nods to himself.
(This is normal courtesy stuff, Dave.)]
Got it. I'll be there in a bit.
["You don't have to do any of this" sorry he forgot how to read.
Anyway it takes like... fifteen minutes? He's not walking super fast or anything, that sounds like a lot of effort. But he'll get there eventually, counting houses. Uhhh... this one?
[ normal human courtesy stuff is not stuff he is used to? it's taken him three years of people behaving even halfway nicely to him in close quarters to go "huh." about his childhood, and even so he still has hangups and doesn't expect the kindness.
but when he opens the door he looks...alive?
he's wearing the shades and pajamas still, and he's maybe pale and tired looking, but he admittedly is on record as being sick. ]
...Hey. Uh, it's kind of a mess? Not because I am a mess, but because this entire place is a rundown mess.
[Minato just snorts softly at that. It's good that Dave is still alive? Pale and tired-looking is better than like. Legitimately dying.
So.
He just kind of drapes one of those blankets over his head.]
It's fine. Everywhere is kind of a mess right now. [Which is unfortunate because Minato is at base a tidy person. And nothing is tidy here, nothing at all.
I don't, uh, have pots or anything. I gave those to my friend. [ john actually cooks and also dave is more invested in his friends eating than he is himself. ] But I do know how to get those open with my sword, and I can start a fire. I mean, I have some matches, and also rickety furniture which is wood. If you...want?
[ he just huffs and tugs the blanket down around his shoulders instead. he's maybe shivering, but he's pretty good at stopping himself from coughing. less so from sniffling a little, but. ]
...Yeah, sorry. [ he's not used to that, either, but steps to the side - and despite what he said, this particular house seems to be swept free of debris and dust. dave hasn't really cleared out furniture or anything, but he's made certain efforts not to die of a coughing fit.
[It's cool, Dave, don't be fussed. Minato just heads right on in, and is grateful for the lack of dust. He's just going to uh...
Tilt his head at that comment because Spanish is not really in his everyday skillset, not even common phrases like that, so right over his head that one goes.
It's fine.
More importantly--]
I guess we'll have to try cooking it over a fire, like you said... [It is. Not Ideal, but what else can they do right now.] Let's do our best. [To not burn anything down.]
If we like, wreck the house I can always just shift to another one.
[ WHO CARES. he's not, like, emotionally attached to the place. he is only staying here because...
it's where he is staying? he's not that interested in living with most of the people here, and the people he would stay with all have other obligations, so he's content to drift. ]
[ minato how many blankets even is this...but dave produces a half a book of matches from his sylladex, which means effectively it pops out of thin air into his hand, and he then holds it out to minato. ]
Here you go. And the kitchen's, uh, through here? We can use the fireplace or something.
Better, huh...? What kinds of things was Dave even used to, seriously?
But for now, he doesn't address it. Instead, he takes the matches and some of the extra firewood ("firewood", aka pieces of rotted furniture and things) and strikes the match. He'll get that alight before he focuses on the actual pan and soup.
Oh, and as for Dave--]
You should probably rest. I'll handle this while you do.
[ SHOCK AND AWE AND still pretty weird but dave's at least a good patient once you pin him down in place via words or something else. so he remains resting as told to. ]
[Minato...doesn't have the same hang ups that a lot of people here have re: getting home, though, so he imagines it's a lot easier for him.]
It's been a weird experience, but... not necessarily a bad one either.
[So it's fine. He cracks open the can with the sharp edge of what might have been half of a pair of scissors at one point, setting up the pot with the soup in it to rest over the fire as best he can.]
What about you? ...Cold and...shadow creatures aside.
[ well. being (maybe?) alive again is kind of nice? he still hasn't looked at his own eyes, but he gets hungry and ghosts...maybe don't? and john is here, so there's that.
rose isn't, though. ]
Weird but not bad, like you said. I actually get to see my best childhood bro, which is new since we were online friends for like, ever? So this is the first time we've been in like, the same goddamn location for more than two minutes, which is a serious pro. Cons are everyone else I care about being MIA, but you know. Trade offs?
[It's the little things in life sometimes when you gotta not focus on the less-than-positive aspects in life. So he just stirs the soup idly, expression contemplative.]
Yeah... trade-offs seem to be how this place is. But it's good you're not alone here. I'm glad to hear that, at least.
[Because quite frankly, Dave seems very much like a Loner Sort.]
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says the person playing dave
That's snot very funny.
[get it, bc he has a cold--
Anyway.]
So no, you're not feeling better. Do you need anything?
that makes me the EXPERT on time being fake
not really
i mean what do you really do for colds but wait them out
itll presumably go away eventually
usually once i hit the peak of being super ill it gently fades out and im just left doing those manly sniffles in the privacy of my own room for a few days and then im right as rain
[ medicine isn't an option here but tbh it's not like bro was a big advocate of Actual Childcare. if dave got sick he...
did what he is doing now, actually? hibernated alone and wished blearily for death and contemplated texting his friends to distract himself. it's actually kind of weird as fuck to have people asking about his health and then following up on it.
what do you even do with that? ]
you know, that's fair
It's not how people Minato knows get to deal with colds, because he's kind of a hypocrite that way. Which means he reads and processes Dave's response, but ultimately just ends up responding on his own terms.]
Got it. I'll bring by blankets then. I think I have a can of soup too, that's pretty easy to heat up. You're probably in Ruga with your clothes like they are... can you give me an estimate of where?
[So yeah he read it he's just ignoring it.]
sparkles
see, no one has ever fucking tried to take care of him when he's sick before? because. again. bro. and on the meteor no one was really free enough to pay attention when dave came down with a minor cold; there was nothing more serious there.
so he just stares blankly at the computer screen for like ten minutes trying to figure out...what...he is feeling here? this is an actual human being who dave has spoken to all of twice (three times now) who is offering to give him a can of soup (dave does not assume it will be made because that would be Pushing It for the limits of believability) and a blanket.
it's quite possibly normal human courtesy stuff but it gives him a swooping sense of disbelief in the pit of his stomach and he thinks back to how bro used to deal with him getting sick and -
nah. not right now. ]
yeah
we should like make addresses but im like
you know where the ruga sign near the wellside end of the district is
im about seven houses in on the lefthandmost side
you dont really have to do any of this though dude its honestly chill
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Because he likes being warm.
So by the time he's gotten all of that, there's a response, and Minato looks it over thoughtfully before he nods to himself.
(This is normal courtesy stuff, Dave.)]
Got it. I'll be there in a bit.
["You don't have to do any of this" sorry he forgot how to read.
Anyway it takes like... fifteen minutes? He's not walking super fast or anything, that sounds like a lot of effort. But he'll get there eventually, counting houses. Uhhh... this one?
KNOCK KNOCK.]
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but when he opens the door he looks...alive?
he's wearing the shades and pajamas still, and he's maybe pale and tired looking, but he admittedly is on record as being sick. ]
...Hey. Uh, it's kind of a mess? Not because I am a mess, but because this entire place is a rundown mess.
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So.
He just kind of drapes one of those blankets over his head.]
It's fine. Everywhere is kind of a mess right now. [Which is unfortunate because Minato is at base a tidy person. And nothing is tidy here, nothing at all.
Ah well. For now, he lifts the can.]
Soup?
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[ he just huffs and tugs the blanket down around his shoulders instead. he's maybe shivering, but he's pretty good at stopping himself from coughing. less so from sniffling a little, but. ]
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[Holds up the arm...covered in other blankets.
It's fine. It's in there, trust him.]
It doesn't have a handle, but it'll probably work better than just the can.
[Also Dave stop...standing in the doorway??]
Can I come in?
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there are no traps anywhere, so there is that. ]
Mi casa es su casa.
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Tilt his head at that comment because Spanish is not really in his everyday skillset, not even common phrases like that, so right over his head that one goes.
It's fine.
More importantly--]
I guess we'll have to try cooking it over a fire, like you said... [It is. Not Ideal, but what else can they do right now.] Let's do our best. [To not burn anything down.]
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[ WHO CARES. he's not, like, emotionally attached to the place. he is only staying here because...
it's where he is staying? he's not that interested in living with most of the people here, and the people he would stay with all have other obligations, so he's content to drift. ]
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Uh huh.]
Okay. If you say so.
[They're not doing that.
Instead? He's just gonna go ahead and dump...the rest of the blankets on top of Dave.]
Hold those. [By which he means Stay Warm.] Where are the matches you were talking about...?
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Here you go. And the kitchen's, uh, through here? We can use the fireplace or something.
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Oh... thanks.
[Still a cool trick, Dave, what the hell.]
That sounds good, though. Let's do it.
[TIME TO COOK...SOUP...!!]
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[ as he leads the way to the kitchen and like. puts some more wood in the fireplace.
which is like, broken pieces of chair, so ]
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[Honestly!! Even if it's like. Soup over an open fire? It should be fine.]
I'm okay at cooking, usually.
[A beat, and he admits:]
Though usually I have a kitchen to work with.
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[ there's like, almost no lethal weapons in here. ]
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Better, huh...? What kinds of things was Dave even used to, seriously?
But for now, he doesn't address it. Instead, he takes the matches and some of the extra firewood ("firewood", aka pieces of rotted furniture and things) and strikes the match. He'll get that alight before he focuses on the actual pan and soup.
Oh, and as for Dave--]
You should probably rest. I'll handle this while you do.
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I mean, I can stir things.
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[Shock and awe!!
No, he's just being. Him. So sitting is good.]
I can handle this.
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So...have you been settlin' in okay...?
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[Minato...doesn't have the same hang ups that a lot of people here have re: getting home, though, so he imagines it's a lot easier for him.]
It's been a weird experience, but... not necessarily a bad one either.
[So it's fine. He cracks open the can with the sharp edge of what might have been half of a pair of scissors at one point, setting up the pot with the soup in it to rest over the fire as best he can.]
What about you? ...Cold and...shadow creatures aside.
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rose isn't, though. ]
Weird but not bad, like you said. I actually get to see my best childhood bro, which is new since we were online friends for like, ever? So this is the first time we've been in like, the same goddamn location for more than two minutes, which is a serious pro. Cons are everyone else I care about being MIA, but you know. Trade offs?
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Yeah... trade-offs seem to be how this place is. But it's good you're not alone here. I'm glad to hear that, at least.
[Because quite frankly, Dave seems very much like a Loner Sort.]
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