towerofanimus | Open Log

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Characters: Dave, hopefully Ven, and anyone else who happens to wander by
Setting: Dave's dorm, room 1-14
Format: Starting action
Summary: Dave is feeling a lot of things right now, guys. He decided to chill in bed today.
Warnings: Dave swears like a sailor

[Dave is lying in bed with his hands propped behind his head, staring up at the poster's he'd hung on the ceiling, occasionally glancing at the ones he'd hung on the wall. His chest is heavy and his mind is racing.

His brother was alive. You'd think that would make him happy. But no, he felt crappier than ever, including when he'd found him dead, stabbed by Jack Noir. And he really didn't know why. It was frustrating. It was making him mad, worried, stressed, upset.

He kept an emotionless face as he let out a soft sigh, shifting his shades on his face. He didn't really want to talk to anyone right now, and he doubted anyone would really come looking for him. He was free to linger in his thoughts.

His only worries were about the leash. Then again he didn't know Ven very well. Why should Ven even care?]

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[Ven hadn't felt this way since the last time he had spoken to Master Xehanort in the Badlands. It was in the back of his head, but it was prominent enough that it was bothering him. Probably because he'd felt that way before.]

[He distracted himself from it only because the whole freaky-leash thing was still bothering him. He'd ended up following it mostly on accident, but when he peered in, he saw Dave just chilling on his bed. Was something wrong?]

Uh...hey..is everything OK?

[Dave slowly sits up in bed, staring at Ven for a moment, tracing the leash all the way up to him. He seems a bit stunned.]

...Perfectly fine. Why do you ask?

[Stupid collar, he could feel Ven's concern in the back of his mind, Ven was probably getting pounded by this shit ton of sappy emotions right now.]

Well, it's just... [How was he supposed to word this exactly?] You're all stressed out over something it seems, or upset.

I mean I guess you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but...are you sure nothing happened?

... The collar must be malfunctioning or something.

Nothing happened. I'm not feeling shit.

[Lying through his teeth, aw yeah.]

....

[Rrrrr he knows he's lying, he knows it. Maybe it's because of Dave's own frustrated anger, but it was angering Ven more than it should've.]

You know they can't malfunction just like that! Otherwise those workers would've come along and fixed it already. Besides, you can't just feel nothing.

[Now he knows he's making Ven mad, there's now twice as much mad in his head than before.]

I don't feel. Who the fuck needs emotions?

People? [BT]

I know something's bothering you, and even if you don't want to tell me, it's stupid just to pretend you don't feel anything! You could at least talk to your friends about it!

We aren't friends. And I'm not pretending anything.

Emotions are for the weak, everyone knows that.

[He leans back casually, crossing one leg over the other.]

[OK the friendship freak was admittedly a bit upset by that, but still.]

I'm not saying you have to talk to me about it, but the people you do consider friends. You're more weak if you think you can do everything on your own! Then you take everything on yourself and people get worried, and when you fail it's either too late to help or no one's around to!

[Dave feels a little bit guilty, he could feel the upset on top of his upset. Okay this was making things way worse.]

We're not talking about saving all of reality or anything. I just want to chill out and not feel anything. What's wrong with that?

[Ven felt the guilt and in a way he knew he was at least getting somewhere; his mind just translated that into his own guilt for probably upsetting Dave even more. It caused him to back down a bit, but he was no less furious.]

Even if it's not reality, it's still your life! If you just pretend like you don't feel anything, you're just gonna feel worse when you have to deal with it later..

I'm not pretending anything. I feel fine. I don't need a therapist.

This is how I deal with things. It's cool.

[He gives him a thumbs up.]

[Ven has no idea what a therapist was, but if Dave said he didn't need one, he probably needed one.]

How long are you going to keep this up? I already know something's the matter and I'm not going to leave you alone until you admit it.

Even if something were wrong, why would I tell you? Not exactly comfortable with you getting all up in my business like this, dude.

[He glances the other way, back at the Snoop Dogg poster on his wall.]

You don't have to tell me what the problem is as long as you acknowledge you have one. [Plus then he could totally just tattle on one of your friends and get them to help you out.]

And if you want, I could at least try to cheer you up.

What is this, emotionless anonymous? First step to fixing a problem is admitting I have one? Bullshit.

[He turns his shades back towards Ven.]

I don't need cheering up.

Emotionless anonymous? [Cue confusion face. Sorry Dave, your sarcastic analogies seem to have no effect.] Well, that sounds fine to me. Better than denying it.

Then how come you're just moping around your room?

Forget it. [He sighs, starting to get really frustrated.]

Moping? I am chilling out in my bed, trying to take a nap. Who's moping?

[Rrrrr stupid stoic kids, geez. He can be stubborn too, y'know.] Nope.

You sure didn't seem like you were trying to take a nap. And you don't seem that tired either. [Grumble grumble.]

[Dave shifts his shades on his face a bit.]

Never seen a kid sleep with his shades on? It happens. All the time. And I'm plenty tired. Here. Watch me.

[He flops onto his bed in a reclined position, eyes closed, and goes silent.]

Actually no. [He didn't even know that many people that wore shades when it made sense to.]

....[After a moment of waiting, he sighed in frustration.] Fine. If you wanna lay around and to sulk and sleep all day, go ahead. I can leave you alone and go do something useful. [Hmph.]

Not sulking.

[He shifts into a more comfortable position.]

Bye. [Good riddance...

Nope, not feeling guilty at all. And by that he means he kind of feels bad but not enough to stop him.]

Sulking.

[And away he goes. Totally can detect that guilt, bro.]

[ Jade always popped her head into Dave's room to see if he was there. It was almost habit now; some little bit of normalcy that she could hold onto, even if the majority of the time he wasn't actually there.

Today, she sticks her head in the door without knocking and notices him lying on the bed. ]

Dave...?

[ This is weird. Is he dead? ]

[Dave raises his hand up in the air in a sort of waving gesture to indicate he acknowledges her presence. He doesn't say a word for a long moment.

He was really hoping Jade wouldn't find him like this. So much for that...

Time to play it cool.]

Sup?

[He doesn't move from his position on his bed.]

[ She isn't sure whether or not she should move from her place by the door. Usually Dave's all over the place -- it doesn't really seem to be his thing to sit still, and this is just abnormal and weird. ]

I came to say hi...did you want to come exploring with me?

[ The question sounds more worried than anything else. ]

[Dave shakes his head.]

Think I'm gonna chill here instead. You can go without me if you want.

[He feels even worse, he doesn't mean to be worrying her.]

Oh......

[ She wipes at an eye with a bandaged hand, but doesn't go anywhere. ]

Are you okay?

[Dave pauses for a little bit, thinking the question over.]

Why do you ask?

[Does he really seem that bad, maybe he should go for a swim or something else dangerous to prove he's perfectly alright.

Not that he is perfectly alright, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to prove it.]

Because you're... [ Inert? ] you're just sitting there.

[ Jade finally braves up and steps in the room properly, standing a few feet from his bed. She looks just a tad nervous. ]

[Dave sits up once she enters the room, tilting his head at her.]

Nah, everything's cool. Did you need something?

[So cool, Strider, so smooth.]

[ She stops in her tracks. Does he not want her here? ]

If you want me to leave, then I will....

[He quirks an eyebrow at her.]

I didn't say that, I was wondering if you needed anything. If you just came to say hi...

[... Does he want her to leave? ... He glances over at his trunk at the foot of his bed.]

Here... [Dave pulls out a couple of apple juices from inside, oferring her one and keeping the other.] Stay.

[ She shakes her head. ]

No, I always come to see if you're around...

[ She takes the apple juice with something like awe. He's really giving this to her? Carefully, as if she'll break something, she sits down next to him on the bed and unscrews the top with precision. ]

Thanks, Dave.

[He pops off the top of his own, staring at it warily before taking a sip. Yep, not Howie Mandel piss, it was good.]

Been saving these since I got here, they're at least something other than apple pie and ice cream.

[He pauses for a moment.] Always coming to see me? Oh you're probably looking for the SB&HJifier aren't you. We should use that thing sometime shouldn't we?

[ She carefully takes a sip of the juice. Oh, it's really good! ]

There's been a ton of ice cream lately...

[ She shakes her head. ] No, I just... [ ... ] It's silly. Never mind.

Edited 2011-09-11 21:30 (UTC)

Apparently some people wouldn't stop suggesting it. Doubt we'll get new food til next month.

[He glances over at her, tilting his head.]

What? I doubt it's silly. Well, you're Jade, silly is your thing, sure. But who cares? [He feels like he should smirk, but he can't quite pull up the corners of his mouth.]

Can I suggest celery?

[ She smiles, looking down at the apple juice. ]

I just come around to see if you want to hang out...usually you're gone though. I probably just come at all the wrong times.

I'd suggest steak personally.

[He is drinking this apple juice like nobody's business, finding apple juice was like finding Christmas presents under the Christmas tree.

That is, to him, both rarely happened. And both were joyous occasions.

Hm. I'm trying to set up a mission to get us back out of this place and back home right now. I'd rather not be stuck in this tower for the rest of my life, 'specially if all of space and time's counting on us to make sure Jack Noir doesn't tear it to pieces. Took on a job as window washer for the tower, been training so far. You might find me outside if you go to floor four, relatively safe room that's just windows everywhere.

I like steak, too. But Bec liked it more.

[ Carefully...sipping...oh my god it's so good! 0u0 ]

I don't...want to go home. [ ... ] But if it will make you happy, then I want you to succeed.

Maybe we can get steak and celery. Never said we couldn't have both. That thing is like a wishing well.

[He furrows a brow at her. Oh right... he almost forgot...]

.... You could come with us, if you'd like. But... you probably wouldn't be too happy if you came. We're in the middle of some really dangerous plans... [He leaves out the fact that he's going to go on a suicide mission back in their world.]

I want mailboxes.

[ She smiles, a little hesitant. ]

I'd like that a lot. Being with you is a lot better than being all by myself.

Mailboxes wouldn't be a bad idea. Though conveniently portable communicating devices might be better. But hey, mailboxes sounds more doable. They don't seem to like giving out too much tech.

[He grips his apple juice a bit tightly, thinking it over. He'll... leave out the fact that he and Rose were entangled in suicide mission shenanigans for now. Burn that bridge when they cross it.]

Yeah, you can come with us. The other Jade should be there too, but multiples isn't really a big deal. I mean dreamselves are already multiples, aren't they? Plus we got Davesprite and also Jadesprite, so yup. Should be totally cool.

I want to write letters to people and put them in mailboxes. Like those homes in old pictures.

[ She hesitates, and then leans against his shoulder. ]

Other-- [ Oh that's right. She's not the only Jade any more. Sometimes it's hard to remember that, the tiny things that make her different. ] Who is Jadesprite...?

Hah, most people use email now to send letters, but mailboxes could be useful for like, packages and stuff.

[Dave sort of freezes up when she leans on him, but doesn't really object. He's kind of too emotionally burnt out right now for the gesture to really register with him.]

Well, our Jade, the alpha Jade, prototyped her Kernelsprite with her dreamself. Like how I prototyped mine with your Dave and that's how we got Davesprite. So, we got a Jadesprite too.

[ Alpha Jade.

...Jade's not sure if she likes that term very much. Insinuating that she's not her own Jade, she's someone else's subservient. But a frown is all she gives to indicate that. ]

Why my dreamself?

[He seems to notice her discomfort, it wasn't fun being from a doomed timeline.]

Alpha's not a good or bad thing... it just means she's from the timeline without any time paradoxes, just for clarity. Like I'm Alpha Dave, doesn't make me any better than any other Dave.

[He takes a deep breath.]

Your dog prototyped himself in the Kernelsprite and made Jack Noir, our "final boss", completely invincible. She couldn't communicate with Bec so she decided it'd be a good idea to prototype the Kernelsprite with her dreamself so she could communicate with it and ask it to fight Jack. That plan pretty much didn't work at all.

[ She mutters under her breath. ]

Someone's still the beta though...that's the alphabet...

[ After a moment, she speaks up. ]

Do you think Bec would show up here if I asked for him?

Edited 2011-09-17 01:42 (UTC)

[He didn't quite catch that, but decides it's best to move away from the topic.]

I think they could get Bec here if they really wanted to, considering all these people are here from all over different universes and timelines. Also Rose has her mutant pet cat or something, pretty sure they could get your mutant pet dog here. Not that they will... I guess it wouldn't hurt to ask though?

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