As we sift through the hour glass

[knightime]

Characters: Dave Strider and Open to anyone
Setting: Around the Tower
Format: Either
Summary: It's been forty years from Dave's point of view.
Warnings: Possible mentions of death. Mention of injuries. Dave not being able to talk. Time problems. Replies being made with rememberstime.


[Dorm Levels]
A young man stands in his dorm room.

Hahaha. Except he's been doing this for forty years, so it's not all that surprising. Dave was more mystified over the fact that his Ninetales looks much too young. Hell, he's pretty sure she's in the exact condition she was when he first got her when he turned fourteen. She seems rather confused too, almost not recognizing him for who he is. It's only a brief moment before she's approached Dave and is licking at his hands and headbutting him affectionately.

Dave kneel down to inspect her thoroughly. He felt the strange pause in time. Of course he did. It's impossible not to have felt it at his level. Dave has basically mastered what he can of his aspect. Like a real knight of time.

This? This makes absolutely no sense, not that time ever really did. He inspects her for a minute longer before trying to check the time on the terminals.

Welp. That was a useless endeavor.

Dave beckons her to follow him, intent on leaving the Dorm and out to the other floors. Perhaps you're in the room or perhaps you were looking for Dave right as he's about to head out.

[Floor 38: Lounge]
Dave was sprawled out on one of the beanbags letting Missy run about the room. He usually chooses this floor over floor four, being farther away and making it a little more quiet.

He's got a pad of paper at hand and he's lazily sketching things out. Mainly, Missy, although it's hard when she was all over the place. Not having a camera lead to being out of a hobby. He's picked up drawing again to make up for the inability to take photos. It was a good way to pass time and it was something he could do quietly.

[Floor 3: Library]
He's used the library a lot more since he's gotten older, burying himself in as many books as he can and reading them. Right now? He's seeing if maybe there's anyway to gather information on the current predicament. He highly doubts it, but it's also nice to touch up on things like this anyways.

Maybe he'll just read a really shitty, raunchy, romance novel while he's here.

Comments

Dorm

[ceasetoexist]

[Well. Alright. This he wasn't expecting so much.

Pokey just stares at the older Dave, and then at the Ninetails. He's...he's pretty sure the older guy is his roommate, though when Dave got so much older he has no idea. The Pokemon is kind of a surprise too; Pokey knows about Pokemon thanks to all the trainers who had been running around in Mayfield, but even then he isn't sure the Ninetails is one since he'll be damned if he ever saw a Ninetails, let alone the Dave he knew having had one.

For someone who'd kind of specialized for years in fucking around with time and space, the amount of differences and alternate universes that seem to exist out there are beginning to give him a headache. The fact that Dave has magically aged, too, is weirding him out a little. ...Maybe it's a different Dave, or someone who just looks like Dave but older. Who the hell knows in places like this.

He's not sure how to even approach this, though he guesses he might as well. Whether or not this person is someone who had previously been his roommate or some new one, he's probably going to have to talk to him sometime or another. But it's not like he can just go and ask if he's Dave. If he is, it makes him seem stupid. If the guy isn't, then Pokey comes off as creepy as hell.

So he'll walk over to Dave and the Ninetails, still keeping a healthy distance, and ask.]

So. Not to sound like a jerkface, but what is that?

[He jerks a thumb at the Ninetails, as if the question wasn't obvious.]

[rememberstime]

[Dave stares back kind of blankly for a moment. The most jarring part of this entire thing is people are seeing older people who shouldn't be older or they're older and seeing people who should be older. Either way, both sides are really confused and neither know how to go about this.

But Dave recognizes Pokey. He's just...wow yeah, he's not gonna think too hard on this. The Tower is fucking with them. What's new. It's basically the same thing each month. Can't even be bothered. Whatever.

Missy's ears perk up and she bounds over to sniff at Pokey before licking at his hand and headbutting him affectionately. Missy had seen Pokey a bunch last month. It made sense that she kind of became background noise considering the flu epidemic that happened. But now? She whines at Pokey for attention. She's kind of spoiled.

Dave, on the other hand, was digging through his pocket for some paper. He scrawls something down and holds it out to Pokey. Yeah. Uhh. I hope you like being the only one who can speak in this conversation.]

pokémon
fuck if i know i got her for my birthday
how are you so young???

[ceasetoexist]

Pokemon huh.

[So it is one of them. Pokey just looks and frowns a little as the Ninetails licks at his hand and tries to get his attention. The thought goes through his mind of just pushing her away for the moment in annoyance, as affection still wasn't something Pokey was good at showing, be it to another person or even to a pet.

Still, he decides to be less of a jerk and places his hand on Missy's head, scratching behind her ears before looking up and frowning at Dave.]

What do you mean "how am I so young"? This is how I've been the last two months of been here idiot. You're the one who's way too old.

[rememberstime]

[No one can refuse Missy attention. She is such a little attention whore, Christ. But she basks in the attention, making the most pleased barking sounds. Yes good. All the pets. She will get them, damn it.

Dave looks a little confused at that response. Two months? It's been forty years...]

its been 40 years?

[None of this makes any sense at all.]

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey just stares at the writing for a moment. He squints, as if there's some belief that will change what's written there, then shakes his head.]

No. It hasn't. I've only been in this place about two months and, last time I checked, you were the same age as me. Til now.

[rememberstime]

[Dave taps his chin thoughtfully, brows knitted. Okay. Well...okay. That actually clears up a lot. Maybe he's been brought to the past? He replaced his fourteen year-old self? Oh man, this is weird. Also, this has definitely got to be temporary. He'd be too weirded out being stuck here and everyone were younger than him.]

was
this is probably temporary though so i guess you dotn really have to worry
youll probably have the me youre used to rooming with back whenever this shit clears up

[Oh my god, this is still the most annoying way to have a conversation. It felt a little weirder to do this because he was sure Pokey wasn't used to this. Not like how everyone had gotten used to it from his point of view. This was just a little awkward. At least he's sure it's temporary.]