>Sis: Bother Dave.

[smupette]

Characters: Sis Strider & Dave Strider
Format: Prose
This log is: Closed.
Location: In town, on Rest day.
Summary: This is a beautiful sibling log.
Warnings: Idk, none.

Saturday afternoon makes almost two weeks Sis hasn't spoken a word to Dave. Which makes walking into town awkward today. She knew she hadn't the slightest of what to say to him, and she was showing up completely unannounced. She had been having a feeling that after the previous round in Conquest, Dave would either be relieved to see her or she didn't really know. This was just extremely awkward.

Approaching the building was even harder. She thumbed her PDA and thought about sending him a text. But that wasn't happening. It was going to stay unannounced, fuck if Dave didn't want to see her or something.

Nonchalant as ever, Sis pushes open the door to the music shop and leans on the counter. She tutted at the the fact Dave wasn't attending the front of the shop at the moment. Dave will be hearing a rapping on the counter as his sibling rings the service bell.

Comments

[knightime]

Dave had been moving boxes around in the back. Music equipment was pretty heavy at times and, while he heard the service bell, he couldn't just say he was coming. So it's a few a minutes later, the sound of boxes and other items being shifted around noisily, and Dave saunters back out from the back. Dave did exactly what he had said.

His sunglasses were sloppily taped back. He looked like those sad kids who got their glasses snapped in half that they had to use tape to tape the bridge back together.

The scratches on his face were already scabbing over, and his clothes were scuffed up. All in all, it w as so obvious that Dave just got into a fight before going to work. He didn't look all too happy either.

He pretty much freezes though. Recognizing Sis automatically.
Fuck.

[smupette]

What Sis expected to see was Dave. Oh, she saw him alright, and she was not even in the slightest bit happy with what she saw. At this point Sis wasn't sure what drew her back to the music shop when he was like this.

She just knew really.

Sis only had impulses now she assumed, she reached out to him, and somewhat ruffled his hair. "Dave." It was a sullen greeting. One could only guess why. "You have two choices here. You can talk about it and I won't do anything, or you can talk about it and I might do something of my own free will." Like the big sister she wanted to be. Dave might find it odd Sis was being like this now that they were stuck on opposing sides. She wouldn't condone her own reasoning either.

A thumb came to wipe away some of the blood on Dave's cheek. "You didn't at least wash your face off kid?"

[knightime]

Dave tried backing up a bit. He didn't want to be babied or treated like a child. And it wasn't because it was Sis. He was angry at himself. For letting his stuff get touched. For letting these seemingly important pieces of plastic break. And he didn't want Sis to see him like this. He hadn't wanted her to see him how he was after he drowned.

He scowled a bit holding his PDA out. He was being awfully defensive right now.

what if i dont want to talk???
maybe its been dealt with and doesnt need to be talked about

He shoved her hand away, although for a split second it almost looked like he wanted to grab ahold of it. Two weeks without being able to even touch Sis when he knew he should be able to and that she was literally a school away. It was just another annoying voice in the back of his mind.

[smupette]

"I don't think you have much of a choice here. So I think your choice would be me not doing anything. I won't." Sis just wanted Dave to confide in her. They were a school apart and Sis was still being as detached as ever. Sis didn't even know her own brother drowned, yet. Shit was not fly.

She matched his scowl almost perfectly. She seemed more than displeased with Dave right now. So much that she stepped closer, and closer until She was pretty much right in his face. Her thumb, this time covered in spit was cleaning the blood from Dave's face.

"Don't move." Or you'll be on the floor, said the unfinished sentence.

[knightime]

Oh gross. Why do you have to do this? There's better ways to clean his face then with your spit. Ugh, gross. He's making the most childish face and it's obvious he's biting back obscenities at the moment.

He shoved his PDA in her hand after she had finished and went to go sit at the counter, staring out the display window and looking anywhere but her.

i dont know why this is such a big deal
i got in a fight
someone couldnt handle some strider sass
and thought it was okay to touch my shit
that happened to be sitting on my face
so i didnt take her bullshit
but the prefect separated us
so yeah
shit is done and dealt with
dont you dare bother with doing anything about it
its a loss cause
plus the head prefect is fucking nuts
or something
thats it
im just being pissy
because i dont remember
where i got these shades
like i just know they were important
but its just one of the dumb memories i seem to have lost
anyways
you havent missed much if thats what youre thinking
same old shit

Even if it seems like a lot more has happened since they last talked. Even if he just got into a fight, he was being far more defensive about not talking then he should be. And he seems weary. Dave's sleep was pretty off and while he was settling back into a decent sleep schedule, he was still getting nights where sleeping was difficult if not completely impossible.

[smupette]

She would never cease to clean his face like she was, well, that was until he decided to walk away. It was a cute gesture of him to huff like a child really- it was really reminding her of when Dave would get in little scraps at school and he would come home like this. Sis also knew it was hitting Dave right in the pride to have his glasses broken, and it was a Strider without glasses that lost his or her mystery. Sis could at least do something to relieve that situation for him.

"Again? I figured you'd fought. But to get tore up this badly Dave." Though something was seeming more off than usual about her little brother today. "Stop giving people Strider sass all the time and perhaps this shit wouldn't happen." Yeah, she had to scold as well.

She places the PDA back in front of him and takes the glasses from her face, it is right then she realizes she's definitely missed something. Her face once again looks displeased and then back to somewhat mother henning him. "You just got into a fist fight, and you have bags under your eyes bigger than fucking Corpus Christi Texas." She shook her head.

"That isn't from the right you were just in, so using that excuse won't fly with me." No direct demand to talk about it however.

[knightime]

Why do you think he's so stupidly wearing taped up sunglasses? While his eyes were becoming less of a problem in his mind, it became something where only those that deserved to see them got to. Belarus didn't. Nor was she allowed to touch his stuff.

yeah
well shes gonna get the most beautiful black eye
so she can suck it
scratches are childs play
and it wasnt my fault she found me annoying
that didnt give her any rights to touch my shit

It wasn't like he was the most friendly kid either. He knew that as much. He knew Sis knew that too. He looks away though. It's obvious he doesn't want to talk about it. Why is she making him talk about it. He can handle this on his own.

striders dont sleep

It was a flimsy excuse. Because he doesn't know what else to say. Admitting to losing against nightmares is just uncool.

[smupette]

It's not covering the fact that Sis is going to be slightly irked at Dave for not sleeping. There was something he wasn't admitting. If there was something she learned from those parenting books of hers, it was that there was always something more to the story than the child would tell you.

"Stop getting into fights with girls, little man." She takes Dave's glasses and sets hers next to him. "I know you think they probably look stupid." But it would solve the problem right? Sis could deal with not having glasses until she figured out how to fix Dave's. Perhaps a new set would be in order- but these were a gift.

She needed to talk to John again more than likely, about helping her fix them so they would be a gift from him yet again. Yes, good.

"If you don't feel like talking about what made you lose sleep, finish your work and we'll go sit out by the lake." Sis is unknowingly pushing buttons here.

[knightime]

He makes a bit of a face at her. It's not like he tries. Just the general populace here is made up of a whole lot of girls apparently.

Dave instinctively reaches out to take his glasses back, but stops. Mostly because, he can't figure out why they were so important. It's not like Sis would trash them right? Those were his. She wouldn't trash his shit. Even if it was stupid as fuck, she still wouldn't.

Although that didn't stop him from picking his PDA up so he can ask what she was going to do with them.

A clatter.

He had dropped it just as quickly. His whole body went rigid at the mention of the lake. The look of fear was unmistakable. Did she know? She couldn't have known. Not that many people know, unless he told them personally...

[smupette]

Sis would certainly not trash them, she was simply going to fix them for him. She was trying to do a nice thing, you know, that was nice! She can't figure out why the little man wouldn't want to wait it for them to be fixed.

Her brow was raised after he dropped the PDA however. Something was definitely up. No, she didn't know a damn thing- but she was about to. Dave had gone stiff, and what the flying fuck do you do when your child does this? Not expect something to be wrong?

"Dave." She stepped closer, standing behind him and gently putting her arms around him, is this what you do? "I know something is wrong now. You don't just act like this for nothing."

[knightime]

He didn't do anything for the longest time. He just say there, enveloped in Sis' arms. He finally typed something back into the PDA, leaving it to rest on the table. She could probably see it from where she's standing.

i drowned

[smupette]

She lifted the PDA to read it again. The only response was her moving around to hold him for real. It was okay now if he needed to cry or something. She wasn't even going to make him talk about it. It was part because she didn't know how to deal with a child that died, and all the same came back to life.

"I can offer solutions, Dave."

[knightime]

if you mean learning how to swim
im already on it
kind of

He should talk about it, but he probably really won't. Talking about dying was never a strong point, and despite it being more normal for him, it was still something he couldn't bring himself to acknowledge.

But at least she's trying to comfort him. That's something.