I'll look up shops and pick up a new sword after this.
[Dirk feels a vague attachment to the sword, like he should keep it. That does not match up to his strong attachment to his brother. The sword can be put away somewhere else and he can grab whatever they still make in modern times. Maybe he'll finally call in Jake's ridiculous resources and get his best friend to buy him something seriously workable. A ridiculous rich kid has to be capable of that kind of pull.]
[He swings the sword and it's better. Faster, closer to the right form. Dirk has always been a fast learner. The thing that he's lacking here is an inability to stop the last-second flinch. It never comes to it with how easily Dave can block him, and it's something he's long since learned to suppress in krav, but as someone who has barely handled a sword trying to swing it as his brother, some part of him can't stop holding back, can't stop being ready to flinch the weapon away at the last second to keep Dave safe.]
[ a while ago dave might have found that comforting. at the moment he does...not, actually. it's maddening, and he can tell it's happening, because he's steadily acquired a level of skill and experience he shouldn't have over the past few months.
he's not even sure this is working. he should have just fucking told dirk to go to luke, probably.
well.
he steps back too fast, and drops his blade entirely, standing unmoving. ]
You should just go. Look up Luke, get this shit over with. Okay?
[ dave draws back just a little, eyes wide behind his shades and -
yep. yep, okay, he's out. literally. running away flashstep speed after telling dirk to go away seems like a good option because he does not want to have that conversation now or possibly ever. it's saturday, there are friends he can prevail on to let him spend the night or something if he goes to their door and says he doesn't want to be at home, so.
[ NO BYE DIRK HE SPENT THE ENTIRE MONTH TRYING TO AVOID MAKING PEOPLE REMEMBER MORE DEATHS AND FAILED he will chill out later and pretend this did not happen and avoid. dirk. some more i guess until cornered but
FAREWELL
like he'll have his phone on him but he will not slow down or stop so. this is stupid but also: hello failure how are you today ]
dont thank me for this i spent the entire damn month till now trying to avoid shit like this and i couldnt because i was too stupid to just tell you to go to luke to start with
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You're only gonna wave it vaguely.
[ that's not an answer. ]
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I'll look up shops and pick up a new sword after this.
[Dirk feels a vague attachment to the sword, like he should keep it. That does not match up to his strong attachment to his brother. The sword can be put away somewhere else and he can grab whatever they still make in modern times. Maybe he'll finally call in Jake's ridiculous resources and get his best friend to buy him something seriously workable. A ridiculous rich kid has to be capable of that kind of pull.]
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[ it's a question, but more like he's trying to pinpoint why than checking for an opinion. ]
It's not gonna break. [ he doesn't think. not if he doesn't use his sword against it, full strength, in desperation. ]
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[He isn't sure but it can't be mythical, right? It's just a stupid weird sword.]
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This sword hurt you.
[Another Dirk a past life and a sideways existence ago hurt Dave with this sword, or one just like it.]
There isn't any sword good enough that it could outweigh that kind of past. Not to me.
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[ he's pretty sure he knows how that worked. besides: ]
It's not exactly the same. And that's not the main point. Holy shit, Dirk, I want you to use...whatever the fuck is gonna protect you most, okay?
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He nods, and raises the sword. It's a better grip, but not the one he needs to have one day.] Okay. Let's try again.
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Like this. [ he reaches out to fix the grip again. then he holds out his hand when he steps back, calling the sword back. ] Come at me again, faster?
[ a request and not a command, but he is waiting, here. ]
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he's not even sure this is working. he should have just fucking told dirk to go to luke, probably.
well.
he steps back too fast, and drops his blade entirely, standing unmoving. ]
You should just go. Look up Luke, get this shit over with. Okay?
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It breaks sometimes.
[It broke in two and he went with it. He barely had time to recognize his sword had been slashed.]
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yep. yep, okay, he's out. literally. running away flashstep speed after telling dirk to go away seems like a good option because he does not want to have that conversation now or possibly ever. it's saturday, there are friends he can prevail on to let him spend the night or something if he goes to their door and says he doesn't want to be at home, so.
BYE DIRK? i guess?????????? ]
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FAREWELL
like he'll have his phone on him but he will not slow down or stop so. this is stupid but also: hello failure how are you today ]
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I remembered how to use a sword.
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cool
dont throw out the sword
tell mom im going to a sleepover would you
later
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You promised Saturday to me.
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[ one question. don't make him come back. a trade. ]
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[he knows he's being stubborn and he doesn't know if he should stop. but letting Dave run seems wrong.]
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Ok. I won't.
[He doesn't know what else to say. Except, stupidly,]
I know you didn't mean to,
But thanks.
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i spent the entire damn month till now trying to avoid shit like this
and i couldnt
because i was too stupid to just tell you to go to luke to start with
im going to yuris
dont come over
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I wouldn't have wanted to train with Luke, and it would've come up eventually.
I won't.
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[ ...also did dirk waste his OTHER one question or what here, oops ]