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

[rememberstime]

Missy would be more wary if she weren't such a spoiled brat. That's probably a good thing about her being spoiled. She isn't too picky where she gets her attention as long as she gets it. She seems all content getting affection from Rose.

He flips to a blank page.

do you mean the fact that were here
or
are you asking how much worst its gotten from my pov
because theres a ton of answers for both as far as im concerned

[tentacletrainer]

"Mmmmmmmm better make it both in that case." And she's taking another drink from her cup before pulling the rest of herself onto the couch, veritably snuggling against Dave and effectively making everything more difficult for him. Or she hopes so. She feels like picking on him oops. One hand is still lazily petting Missy though, scritching her chin and combing through her fur.

[rememberstime]

You are making this really hard for him. Like how the fuck is he supposed to write when you're all up in his grill like this. Gosh. He might as well give up trying to write right now.

He does his best though, even if it's a little awkward.

eh well
standard tower shit
bad shit happens to us
we deal with it
life keeps going
i dont think theres necessarily huge things to explain
oh i might have accidentally cockblocked john from getting some a few times
is that worth noting?

the other thing is
eh dont worry about it

He doesn't want to tell Rose that they probably don't exist passed this. Sober or drunk. He thinks he's okay with keeping that to himself even if it kind of unsettles him a bit.