[ Alright, alright. Fine. Can't even make it look like he's just casually passing by. Instead he morphs out of the shadows and has to suck up the fact he's been creeping. ]
Sharing. My assigned room. But don't get any ideas, 'cause it's not like that. We're just making sure we've got each other's backs.
[ which sounds like an unintentional rap ahahaha shot ]
[You did not just imply that. Davesprite flicks a wing at his counterpart with a look directed his way.]
Dude, we're practically the same person divergences aside - why would he get any ideas. [Wow. Just wow. That's not even funny in an ironic way. Way to make them look bad. He faces Dirk again and folds his arms over his chest.] I don't sleep much, not used to it anymore. But I know how to keep quiet.
Dude, he's Bro. 'course he's gonna have ideas. Two of the same dude in the same room? That's quality me time right there. Besides, listen to yourself. 'I know how to keep quiet', uh huh.
[ Keep digging that hole, Dave. Rose is right when she calls you out on the subconscious incestuous shit that flows out of you like explosive diarrhea. He checks himself a little too late. ]
[He's had to deal with both Harley, Nannasprite, and Egbert for a year on top of his previous quality time with Rose who sometimes got drunk. His expression remains flat and unbroken right up until the last part.]
I meant for when you two actually do the Z thing that being a sprite pretty much blasted out of my system. I'm suddenly not sure I want to keep sharing a room with you. What if I wake up to you looming over me?
[He sighs and shakes his head. God how embarrassing. Catching himself too late to correct the what the fuck vibe.]
[What. Really, what. Have you ever heard someone's brain to come to a crashing halt? You are now.
BSOD in progress, man. He opens his mouth and a bird squawk is the result. He shuts it fast and tries again.] Oh my god shut up! We're not like that! Caw!
[ Want a real BSOD? Dave is so blue screened, he's-- ]
Me time isn't really a requirement. It's more of a hobby, a free time avocational kinda deal.
[ --just going to keep being ridiculous. Reboot reboot reboot. To Dirk: ]
Wow, okay. Hey, remember back when I said don't get any ideas? 'cause the point is don't get any ideas. We're trying to accomplish important shit here.
[Glances between the two. Now'd be a good time to escape. Not that it really matters--they both should know where his room is based on his network ID number.]
Yeah, I noticed. Want me to step out while you sort things out between yourselves?
[Oh my God, shut up. Don't make this worse! He's steering this back on track now. He's the bird with a plan.]
No, dude. It's fine. The point is, it's better we stick together. We can hash out what we know a lot faster in person as well in general watching each other's six.
Actually, we're here in person right now and managing to hash out fuck-all, but...
[ To Dirk: ]
I don't wanna be the one to pull this card, but if we hadn't pulled you out the maze, where d'you think you'd be? And don't say you would've managed somehow, 'cause that'd be a pretty awful lie.
Because you rail roaded us into selfcest land. Spoilers: There are no rainbows there.
[To Dirk:]
Not even going to ask. You get my point though, right? I'm not saying holy shit commit to the family. Just suggesting we live within range of each other and keep some form of stable communique going. We know next to nothing about each other's universal situations as the blip with Feferi shows.
Alright, I guess I'm down with that. Heading to my room anyway, so you're welcome to join me. We could share and get that official procedure so your keys work and all that.
Huh. Didn't realize there was a procedure for that. Is there paperwork involved or what?
[ He'd just been letting Davesprite into and out of his room manually, since the tattoos are what activate the autodoors. Anyway, start walking and he'll follow. ]
Is that one of those dudes that keep trying to cover shit up? [See how observant he is? He's following Dirk down the hall, wings tucked in close so as not to ding anyone with them.]
Maybe. You know, some of them don't have any answers. Or don't even have a clue. They just do what they're told.
[Well, ok. Not all of them are that docile. But what's the point in mentioning that enough people have asked questions and never received any answers?
Via elusive bastard powers, they breeze through lifts and corridors to eventually wind up at Dirk's room. Did small chat about some things along the way, and these may have included a variety of uneventful and embarrassing topics as it very well should.
Gets to the door, opens it with nanite-tattoo number key... ]
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[He stays where he is. Not pushing things but there's a frown on his face.]
I'm not just saying this for your sake either. Striders are solo machines, but that nearly took out all three of us.
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Probably not. Have you been staying in the assigned rooms, or are you sharing with Dave?
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Sharing. My assigned room. But don't get any ideas, 'cause it's not like that. We're just making sure we've got each other's backs.
[ which sounds like an unintentional rap ahahaha shot ]
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Dude, we're practically the same person divergences aside - why would he get any ideas. [Wow. Just wow. That's not even funny in an ironic way. Way to make them look bad. He faces Dirk again and folds his arms over his chest.] I don't sleep much, not used to it anymore. But I know how to keep quiet.
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[ Keep digging that hole, Dave. Rose is right when she calls you out on the subconscious incestuous shit that flows out of you like explosive diarrhea. He checks himself a little too late. ]
...God, I should shut up.
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I meant for when you two actually do the Z thing that being a sprite pretty much blasted out of my system. I'm suddenly not sure I want to keep sharing a room with you. What if I wake up to you looming over me?
[He sighs and shakes his head. God how embarrassing. Catching himself too late to correct the what the fuck vibe.]
Wow, we seriously don't help our case on this.
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[ Still not helping. Mentally kicking self. ]
Okay, shutting up for real now.
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Ok, so you guys have been sharing. And now you want me to join the fun.
[That's what they want, right?] You sure I'm not gonna be spoiling it? You know, getting in the way of all your required "me" time?
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BSOD in progress, man. He opens his mouth and a bird squawk is the result. He shuts it fast and tries again.] Oh my god shut up! We're not like that! Caw!
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Me time isn't really a requirement. It's more of a hobby, a free time avocational kinda deal.
[ --just going to keep being ridiculous. Reboot reboot reboot. To Dirk: ]
Wow, okay. Hey, remember back when I said don't get any ideas? 'cause the point is don't get any ideas. We're trying to accomplish important shit here.
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Yeah, I noticed. Want me to step out while you sort things out between yourselves?
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No, dude. It's fine. The point is, it's better we stick together. We can hash out what we know a lot faster in person as well in general watching each other's six.
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Actually, we're here in person right now and managing to hash out fuck-all, but...
[ To Dirk: ]
I don't wanna be the one to pull this card, but if we hadn't pulled you out the maze, where d'you think you'd be? And don't say you would've managed somehow, 'cause that'd be a pretty awful lie.
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Well, it's not like I'm off to traipse into the maze again or whatever. Just gonna check on this thing that I've been working on.
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Because you rail roaded us into selfcest land. Spoilers: There are no rainbows there.
[To Dirk:]
Not even going to ask. You get my point though, right? I'm not saying holy shit commit to the family. Just suggesting we live within range of each other and keep some form of stable communique going. We know next to nothing about each other's universal situations as the blip with Feferi shows.
I think it's high time we changed that.
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Rainbows can be anywhere, given the right weather conditions.
[ But other than that, he has nothing of import to add to this conversation. Carry on. ]
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Alright, I guess I'm down with that. Heading to my room anyway, so you're welcome to join me. We could share and get that official procedure so your keys work and all that.
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Sounds like a plan to me. Lead the way, bro.
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[ He'd just been letting Davesprite into and out of his room manually, since the tattoos are what activate the autodoors. Anyway, start walking and he'll follow. ]
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[Getting his move-on here. Heading to room 004 » 097. Come along for a spin.
Dryly adding, ] Could always ask one of those "official" crew engineers or whatever.
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Guess it can't hurt to ask though.
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[Well, ok. Not all of them are that docile. But what's the point in mentioning that enough people have asked questions and never received any answers?
Via elusive bastard powers, they breeze through lifts and corridors to eventually wind up at Dirk's room. Did small chat about some things along the way, and these may have included a variety of uneventful and embarrassing topics as it very well should.
Gets to the door, opens it with nanite-tattoo number key... ]
Well, here we are.
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Cozy.
[ Maybe. Just maybe. They should shack up in Dave's room instead. But he keeps his trap shut.
Oh God, Lil Cal is here. This is officially the worst. ]
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Oh god damn it there's Cal. ...At least there will be no constant laughing morning, noon, and night.
He will punch Dirk if he EVER imitates that laugh. Ever. Right the fuck out.]
Huh. You've been busy.
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It's mouthbreathing creeper time.
DONE WITH THIS SHIT 8D