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Characters: Davesprite & AU!Jade
Format: action!
This log is: closed
Location: Infirm & outside of it
Summary: Dave is in a coma so Dave goes to Visit Dave and Jade comes with Dave.
Warnings: EMOTIONS

[ Dave makes his way to Fortitude's infirmary and waits with his back pressed against the wall, arms folded over his chest; Jade should be here soon. He basically flew over as fast as he could-- or well, glided-- the second he hit submit on his PDA. But still, he's surprised he managed to get there first.

In all honesty he's a bit worried about the other Dave-- he doesn't want to see himself get hurt, it's upsetting in a way that he can't quite articulate without sounding majorly uncool. So it's with a knot of hidden anxiety in his stomach that he wonders just what the fuck Dirk could have possibly done to knock him into a fucking coma. ]

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[ He's grateful when he feels her relax. He hates that she's been hurt by him. Dave just wants to wave his arm and make that go away, but it's really not so simple. So feeling her actually relax around him is relieving.

But then she is saying that and he blinks down at her, pulling away once he sees the blood. He turns to get her something-- a cottonball is what he finds-- to hold against her lip. It's just a little thing like that, but... yeah, he's worried. What other destructive little habits does she have? He wonders.

Levelly, coolly. As though it didn't matter, even if the quirk of his lips gives away that yeah, it does matter. ]

I just told you not to hurt yourself, Jade. I'm sending you to the time out corner, ten hard cold minutes of doing nothing but staring at the wall.

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[ She takes the cotton ball from him, looking repentant. She's sorry that she bit her lip -- especially with that look he gives her, the disappointment radiating from his stoic face. She doesn't need to see his eyes to know that he's worried and upset. ]

Oh.

[ Jade feels tears well up in her eyes -- she disappointed him, she sucks -- and her eyes lock firmly on the floor. ]

Sorry.

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[ He looks her over, surprise on his face, before glancing away. Did he say something wrong? Probably. ]

You're being...

[ He means to call her stupid or silly, but he reconsiders at the last second. ]

Jade. Look-- you didn't do anything wrong. Just try to stop stuff like that, got it? ... So. Don't cry.

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I'll try. I'm sorry, I just keep crying and it's really silly!

[ Playing this off as a laugh, but there are still tears streaming down her cheeks. ]

I just...keep getting sad. There's a lot to worry about.

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[ He doesn't say anything, just awkwardly looking around. He doesn't know how to deal with tears. He wants to comfort her in a way that will actually do something. But he finds words are hard to grasp.

He looks back to her, moving a pace closer. If she lets him, he'll be wrapping his arms around her shoulders and placing a hand on the back of her head, hugging her tightly.

Dave finally manages to mumble out a single word. ]

Sorry.

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[ She nods, her assent very clear. But the tears keep coming, even though her head's pressed against his chest. ]

It's-- it's okay! It's okay-- [ but then it's not ] y-- you left me behind...

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[ He holds her for a long minute in total silence. Just when it's starting to get awkward... he speaks up. It's just a mumble, but she's close enough that she should be able to hear it just fine. ]

Shit, no it isn't. Stop making excuses for me because I done fucked up. I fucked up so bad and guess what, I'm sorry.

[ The guilt is hitting him hard, and so he sucks in a breath and steadies his voice. If Jade is paying attention, she'll notice he's shaking. ]

I don't admit to this shit often. Christ I am a tool right now. I sound fucking stupid. But every time I look at you all I can think about is how bad I blew it all. I never wanted this bad shit to happen to you, and it's completely my fault.

I get it if you hate me for it, that's cool. I don't expect anything different, I kind of deserve that. Lay it on me. I can handle it, so don't hold back. I just want you to know I'm actually sorry.

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[ she shakes her head, but can't find the words for anything. An uncomfortable silence passes. ]

I don't hate you.