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Something's on my mind
Characters: [OU]Dave Strider and Open to anyone
Setting: Room 2-14, Cafeteria, Graveyard
Format: Either
Summary: Dave is back. Back again. Gdi.
Warnings: Language mostly
Room 2-14
He's momentarily confused when he gets up. Well, minus the fact that he knows he hasn't been ehre for awhile, but also because this isn't his room? He checked the room number and...okay. He guesses that he's in another room. The trunk has some of his stuff in it.
Dave quickly changes to his God Tier outfit (shit is comfortable) and just heads out.
Better reimmerse himself in this bullshit. Not like he has anything better to do.
Cafeteria
Just eating the porridge. He doesn't think he minds it so much considering that it's porridge and back to nutrition bars. Oh boy.
He glances around him, trying to find familiar faces. He isn't really holding his breath though, and it's more of a passing action to keep himself preoccupied while he eats.
Graveyard
As routine, he always ends up dropping flowers on graves of his friends. It's just a thing he kind of does now and it feels weird not to do it. He knows that nothing really comes from it, but he's still gonna do it.
After that, he just browses through the rows, seeing if there are new names and if any of them are familiar to him.
Setting: Room 2-14, Cafeteria, Graveyard
Format: Either
Summary: Dave is back. Back again. Gdi.
Warnings: Language mostly
Room 2-14
He's momentarily confused when he gets up. Well, minus the fact that he knows he hasn't been ehre for awhile, but also because this isn't his room? He checked the room number and...okay. He guesses that he's in another room. The trunk has some of his stuff in it.
Dave quickly changes to his God Tier outfit (shit is comfortable) and just heads out.
Better reimmerse himself in this bullshit. Not like he has anything better to do.
Cafeteria
Just eating the porridge. He doesn't think he minds it so much considering that it's porridge and back to nutrition bars. Oh boy.
He glances around him, trying to find familiar faces. He isn't really holding his breath though, and it's more of a passing action to keep himself preoccupied while he eats.
Graveyard
As routine, he always ends up dropping flowers on graves of his friends. It's just a thing he kind of does now and it feels weird not to do it. He knows that nothing really comes from it, but he's still gonna do it.
After that, he just browses through the rows, seeing if there are new names and if any of them are familiar to him.
Graveyard
So when she steps onto that particular floor and is shown what could only reasonably a memory, she is understandably startled. That shade of red has never left her mind.
And yet-- it's not like that time when they were both older.The first thing she does, of course, is to freeze, still as death and white-dressed as a ghost, but very much alive.
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Of course he'd recognize Namine. Right...he knew some time had passed since he been here. He had been relocated, so his name must have been taken off his old dorm room long ago.
To her, he's a face she wasn't expecting. Hands in pockets, he makes his way over to her. "Hey."
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Because he knows her, doesn't he? She hopes so, hope so desperately - that it's that and not because he's just looking for help in this place that seems new. He seems to know her - but she also tends to remind herself that she ought to be careful about investing herself in such an assumption as that.
It's too good to be true.
"Dave...?"
That'll have to be her greeting. And first thing's first -
"You know me, don't you?"
Please tell her he knows her.
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"Yeah. I know you. I made an awkward mess of myself during Valentine's Day to you. Can't really forget something like that." He remembers being here. "I've been gone for awhile." It's a statement. He didn't think he'd be one to end up gone for so long after being here for so long himself.
"Don't have to worry about reintroducing yourself to me. Lucky, right?"
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It's really hard not to hug him.
"You didn't do anything wrong." Awkward mess or not. It helps, though, to keep her from any urge to act out - being reminded of that draws back some of her shyness. "But-- yes, you've been gone for... far too long." All the time kind of blends together, after all, but she knows that much.
"Right. I know how fortunate that is, and-- I'm so, so glad to see you again, Dave. I've missed you. Terribly, even."
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"Yeah. I missed you too. I mean, this place is no joyride, but there are people here I miss." He's not sure how many are really still around, but that doesn't make him miss them any less.
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Give her a second to shift; she's touched, really. "I'm sure they missed you, too. No matter what this place is like, at least none of us have to be alone."
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Dave shrugs a bit. "I don't think a lot of my friends are really here anymore." But the ones that are still makes all the difference.
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And she'd really rather think she's got at least a little time to spend with him. "But some of them probably are." Herself included. "You'll never know until you have a look around."
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Feelings are incredibly difficult. "It would be inconvenient for everyone involved." And he guesses that he wants to see things to the end, despite how bleak the end is looking.
"I know. I've been looking a bit. I guess I'm not really surprised." Which is a little depressing to actually say that he's watched most of his friends come and go. He doesn't say it for that reason. He's a little upset, but he's also over it. Got to keep his attention on things that do matter. "Glad to know you're still around though." He'd really miss her if she were gone.
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Feelings are incredibly difficult and no one understands. "Right. So it would make more sense for you to stay." Which... isn't ideal in some aspects, but the aspects she's actually focusing on are the ones that are related to 'more Dave time'.
Her lips press together slightly; right, graveyard. "Sorry." Because even if he doesn't say it, she knows he's got every reason to be upset. The last part makes her blink, frown ebbing away in favor of a hesitant smile. "... You know? I am, too. I would have hated not to be here to see you again."
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Dave snorts a bit. "It would make sense, but since when has this place made sense. But I'm pretty sure they won't really toss me out, if that's a worry. Want to drag as many people down with them as possible." Because they all know their time is becoming very limited in this place.
"It's fine. Don't really need to apologize. I didn't expect a lot of people to still be around. The population seemed to be dwindling even before I disappeared." He would have probably been upset before, but time alone has him stronger. "Yeah. I missed you a lot."
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It doesn't exactly get her down, though, not when her situation now is still better than it was before. "I guess they don't want to be alone, either." Though for much less acceptable reasons than the average folk.
And maybe it's kind of flattering that he missed her, but mostly she's just grateful, glad to be able to hear him say it rather that it's the case at all. (Not that it doesn't feed some part of her that still hasn't quite grasped that it's not unusual for someone else to care that she exists or want to be around her.) So the smile he gets is quietly but openly warm. (Her eyes may or may not be stinging, just a little.) "I'm just-- so happy you haven't forgotten me."
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He feels his heart flutter a bit, but keeps as straight a face as he can. "I'd be pretty pissed if they threw another me into this fray, honest. This piece of crap of a tower has been my shindig for awhile now. Can't be letting another fresh me take over, can I?" He would feel bad if he had forgotten her. Even if he can't help it.
Being forgotten hurts, and he can't imagine the feeling being great considering how she views herself.
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"No, of course not. That would be very impolite." For both parties? Anyway. "And it would be a lot harder for him. ... For you?" Gosh, how does one even pronoun there? "... If not for the experiences you've already had. And-- you'd have to make friends all over again."
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"For him," Dave says. Because it's technically not him. But the line is pretty fine. "I don't think it would be as bad making new friends and experiences as being the person who has to live with knowing someone they knew doesn't remember them." Or remembers being here. All the times he's seen his friends come in here with no knowledge of their previous experiences.
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There's a little tilt to her head, a wry, apologetic twist to her mouth... at least until that last bit. "...." Her eyes lower, shift to the side. "I guess... we both know how that feels. Don't we?"
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"Yeah," Dave's voice comes out a little quiet. "But we can't really wallow over it. There's nothing we can do but keep walking forward."
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"Yeah." And she makes an attempt at a smile. "That's the best thing to do, too, I think. We can always--... make more memories."
Is it hypocritical to say that when she knows all too well how much the loss of the old ones hurts?
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He quirks his mouth up in a small smile.
"We don't have a lot of time for that, do we? Last I checked, we got only a limited amount of time here."
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There's a quiet sort of pain, almost, in her own smile.
"No... I suppose we don't. But it's still time. I--...." She thinks, for a moment, of explaining her situation to him - the circumstances of things in her own worlds. She chooses not to, not just yet. (If ever.) "... I've learned how important every second is, even if there's not very many of them left. And-- I'd rather they be filled with as many good memories as possible."
Sounds a little final there, Naminé.
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"Good memories is gonna be a bit hard though. I can't say that what's coming to us will be just sunshine and rainbows." He knows that won't stop them from trying though. "Sounding a little fatalistic though, aren't we?"
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"... I know. And we are." It's only there that she hesitates, and not for long. "So-- let's change that, then. We could go do something right now, something-- something silly." What, she hasn't got a clue, but she has to try, doesn't she?
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A lot of the things she could say are things she dares not.
"... Yes, I suppose. I always--... well. There were things that I would have liked to do, just-- not ones I could do." Things she needed a heart for. Anyway, "But we could always... go watch another movie together? For old time's sake? ... That was one of the things I missed while you were gone."
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"We could watch a movie. I wouldn't mind a movie. We can watch them until our brains leak through our ears."
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"Maybe not that long, but-- that sounds like a good start."
Graveyard (Lol, I'm so sorry! XD)
Di then see's a familiar amongst the rows of graves. Could it be...Rose Strider? Her old roommate?! She hopes so, as she runs right to them and glomps them into an iron grip, snuggling her old "friend"!
No problem hahaha!
??? But why is a troll tackling him? He doesn't really recognize her either. He's seen her in passing, he thinks, but he doesn't actually know her. She's also older, so that means she wasn't any of the trolls that were involved in the session. "Uh." Eloquent.
Sudden physical contact with a stranger. At least it wasn't one that involved murderous intent. That's the norm here, last he checked, so he doesn't think he can really argue with this. At least it's a snuggle versus a stab.
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"Wait a minute...you are not Rose Strider! You may act and look like her, but you do not have her unique features or familiar smell!"
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"I'm not. She hasn't been around here for awhile, I'm pretty sure. I think the easiest way to describe it is that if you believe in the existence of alternate universes, which I'm sure you will. There was like two of me and doubles of a hell of a lot of other people crawling around this place. She's basically an alternate universe version of my friend as thought she were raised as I am." Man. What is their lies when they can just be so chill with the thought of many alternate universes.
"I like to think I'm less angry than her though."
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As soon as he said his last statement though, she begins nodding enthusiastically at it. "You sure are! In fact I am surprised you're not throwing me off right now." Speaking of, she then hops right off of him, grabbing his hand so he can get up as well. "I am so sorry about that, kind stranger. I guess I was just hopeful that at least something has stayed while I was away..."
Sorry. Been having computer issues :(
That's fine. I'm like 10 days late too. Let's be late together!
She then placed her hands on his shoulders, with a determined look shining out her eyes. "But do not worry, male Rose, for I will take really good care of you, and make sure nothing horrid happens to your frail small body." And of course, she's not gonna assume Dave has the same type of abilities Rose has, because he is different!
Late party FACE IN HANDS
"Dave." Her determination is a bit endearing, if not a little weird. This is probably the fastest friendship(?) he's ever made. "Hey, man. I'm sturdier than I look. Maybe I could do to eat a bit more, which is laughable in a place that serves us only food bars, but I can hold my own." He isn't really offended though. She just sounds like she wants to help. "Promise you don't have to do too much to take care of me. I'm like a cat. Just keep my water and food bowls full. I wash myself and I can go to the bathroom on my own."
He's got the time thing too, but they are different.
Cafeteria
It doesn't seem to, however, and after a moment, she sinks a little lower, expression curious.]
Dave.
[That's it, nothing else.]
computer problems sorry for being late ;w;
Is she trying to figure out if he remembers her or not? He puts the spoon back in his porridge.] What can I say? This place just couldn't handle me not being around that they had to take me back.
Looks like you're [Doing good? Probably a shitty thing to say. Well? Haha, in this place?] surviving.
shh it's ok
[But there's a smile tugging at her lips, faint though it may be.]
It's good to see you, Dave.
;w; <3
[Except the ball is this place shutting down, so less exciting than a stupid ball dropping to call the next year.]
It's nice to see familiar faces. Man, I'd feel pretty gipped if I didn't know at least a handful of people still here.