[ 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.]
I don't know. I wonder why we're even here in the first place.
[A shrug, and he inspects the soup cautiously. An open fire heats things up kind of...fast...
So he'll just reach for the bowl. They can at least pretend to be minorly civilized here.]
There are a lot of mysteries about this place, huh?
[Soup, into the bowl and... he hands it over, making sure to move the pot of the rest of it to one side away from the fire, sticking a spoon in the bowl as well.
Tah-dahhh.]
... It's too bad it won't taste good, but at least it'll be warm.
Creepy shadow shit just likes me a lot. Maybe it is a Derse dreamer thing, in which case I'd like to transfer all Derse duties to my sister, MIA or no.
[ fuck being a dreamer from the horrorterror-aligned place. ]
[ well? that's actually fluent enough dave laughs. ]
That's...basically accurate? I'm not gonna pass out on people, probably. I just feel like maybe the next time I see shadows I will try to run even harder.
Yeaaah. I don't even really - well, I do know why we went. And I know Keith's gonna wanna go back. He's even more restless under his skin than I am.
[ dave is so used to the idea of his own death, but even so it still wears at him, when he is unable to bring it up with anyone and really hash it out (is unsure if he wants to), when he can't even look at his eyes to see what looks back at him.
but even that restless need to be doing anything else doesn't compare to whatever it is that has gotten underneath keith's skin, clawing at him from the inside out. ]
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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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[ haha dave...isolates himself but he is secretly (it's not secret) a clingy fuck once he likes people...
he apparently has sent one of his friends hundreds of pages of texts accumulated over time for after they've already gone offline... ]
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[There's actually a soft little smile at that, more to himself than anything, as he thinks about it--directed downwards, at the soup he's stirring.
Getting to see people that he thought he'd never see again... it's not such a bad deal at all, fleeting as it may be.]
I'm pretty lucky, really.
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[ and what he did to get included in the second category. it can't be related to "death". ]
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[A shrug, and he inspects the soup cautiously. An open fire heats things up kind of...fast...
So he'll just reach for the bowl. They can at least pretend to be minorly civilized here.]
There are a lot of mysteries about this place, huh?
[Soup, into the bowl and... he hands it over, making sure to move the pot of the rest of it to one side away from the fire, sticking a spoon in the bowl as well.
Tah-dahhh.]
... It's too bad it won't taste good, but at least it'll be warm.
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[ he still feels like he should be doing more or something, making up for it. ]
I owe you like, ten. [ his life, whatever. ]
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Nah, you don't really owe me anything. I'm just glad I could do something.
[A shrug, and:]
Try to avoid creepy shadow creatures in the future, maybe?
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[ fuck being a dreamer from the horrorterror-aligned place. ]
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That sounds like an unfortunate talent to have. [Says the one with a history of dealing with creepy shadow shit as well.]
Is your sister better at handling that sort of thing?
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That's... an interesting Thing to have.
[ELDRITCH ABOMINATIONS...]
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[ WHY ARE THESE THE THINGS DAVE CHOOSES TO SHARE ABOUT HIS SISTER, WHOM HE LOVES DEARLY ]
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ARE THESE THINGS BEING SHARED AT ALL.]
...What?
[Did you just say "yaois" at him, Dave]
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It's, like, her other Thing. I personally find it a lil dense to wade through, but she's very verbose. [ says DAVE. ]
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He also knows when to Not Ask.]
I see. She sounds...like an interesting person. [Ayup.]
Anyway.
[Anyway.]
How are you really feeling? That's what I came over here to check, honestly...you kind of avoided answering on the network.
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...terrible, but. ]
Not like I'm dyin'?
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Bad enough that you're still ducking the question, but no so bad that I'll find you passed out tomorrow?
[He's trying to get more fluent in Dave Striderese.]
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That's...basically accurate? I'm not gonna pass out on people, probably. I just feel like maybe the next time I see shadows I will try to run even harder.
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Probably a good idea. They didn't sound very friendly.
[And honestly:]
Since we hardly even know what else is out there... it'd be nice to avoid as much danger as possible.
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[ dave is so used to the idea of his own death, but even so it still wears at him, when he is unable to bring it up with anyone and really hash it out (is unsure if he wants to), when he can't even look at his eyes to see what looks back at him.
but even that restless need to be doing anything else doesn't compare to whatever it is that has gotten underneath keith's skin, clawing at him from the inside out. ]
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