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asl club???
lets just say its on some indefinite hiatus
going to just put that on the shelf
let it get kind of homely before we grab at it again
maybe get friendly with the dust even
i can recommend books if youre just like
omg i need to learn right now!!!
other than that
im outtie
this week is fucking ridiculous

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i got his upgrade and memory with me
you want the memory???
i checked the nurses office or whatever and he wasnt there
and it was on his bed back in his dorm
he went back to the session jade

[He's not going to cry or anything. He has to be there for Jade.]

no
no thats not possible!!!!
he has to be here!

[ FLEEING INTO THE BROOM CLOSET OH MY GOD the slam is so loud he can probably hear it wherever he is ]

[Dave will find you and just sit in front of the door.]

the john that can hear
hell wake up soon i think

[Except he honestly wants can't hear and barely talks John back. He knocks at the door lightly.]

[ There's a long pause, and she knocks back, opening the door just enough to let Dave in. ]

But he's not our John.

[Dave just crawls in with her. He searches for her arm so he can run his finger over it, not wanting to use his PDA.]

'I know.'

[ Going to take this opportunity amidst crying to lean against him. ]

Why did they have to take him? Why does he have to go home? What if--

[ What if he DIDN'T go home? What if they just killed him, left the memories and dragged him off somewhere? Those Weapons in the tower, they were real weapons. Some of them she'd used before. ]

They take your Weapons! They take out your soul and you can't go back!

[ well THAT thought is just a ray of sunshine and she starts sobbing, burying her head in his shoulder. ]

[Oh god. No. He considered what the Weapons in the tower meant, but he isn't going to believe that. They wouldn't. That's fucked up...right? Even they wouldn't do that.]

'Don't say that. He went home. There's no way they can just take your Weapon then off you. I mean, who even does that?' [It's kind of funny that he even draws out the punctuation.] 'I mean, the staff here are kind of nuts, but I doubt any of them actually take the time to do this.'

[He's trying to make sure this doesn't get to him, but there's a slight tremor. Dave was trying his best not to start shaking.]

[ She pauses, but she's trembling. This is what it means, she thinks. This has always been a good place for her -- even when they're fighting, even when they have to go to class and the staff doesn't care about them. But now.... ]

I'm scared. I want to go home.

[ Even if home means not existing. ]

[He snakes his arm around her so he can pull her close.]

'We can't just go home. We have shit to finish here.'

We have to save everybody else.

[ She's still sobbing. ]

But what if they take you next? Or Dirk? Or Marisa, or Suzaku....?

'We will.'

[Well, someone will. Jade could be a hero. She might still have some problems, but she was better hero material than him. He was just a side character there to help the hero.]

'I think I'm pretty much stuck here for the whole ride. They haven't gotten rid of me yet.'

They haven't gotten rid of me, either.

[ But wrapping her arms around his neck is just an easy, pretty guilt-ridden way to start picking at her hands again.

They might get her. She needs to pinch and tear herself, make sure she's real. ]

'They won't. I'll basically wreck their shit if they try. And I will pull your hair if you're doing anything behind my back. Like tie your hair into pigtails and pull on them like the most immature kid in the sandbox. I mean literally. Not metaphorically.'

[He's not letting you get back into that habit, damn it.]

Um.

[ gdi caught!!!! but now she's bleeding all over your shoulder SORRY DAVE...... ]

Please don't pull on my hair.

[He doesn't mind.]

'I'm a boy. You can't just taunt me and then expect me to not want to tug a little. I won't pull your hair. But you need to take care of your hands better. Gotta save them for the sicknasty beats we're gonna throw out.'

I don't-- [ She sighs, and lets one of her hands drop into his lap, away from the other one so she can't hurt it. ]

You can pull my hair if you want to, I guess. It's still really tangled....

[ at this point, after a month of pulling and tugging at those matted areas, Jade is thinking she might... ]

I think I might need to cut it.

[He rests his head on her shoulder lightly.]

'It'll grow out again. We don't have to cut too much off if you want to keep it long. Just a trim or something. Someone here must know how to cut hair. If not, we can go to town and get it cut.'

[Even after he finishes tracing letters, he keeps his hand on her arm. Gentle and light. Even if the subject change was kind of out of the blue, he rather not talk about John being gone. At least not right now. They were both sad, and he knew this probably affected her more than it hurt him. Maybe. He doesn't know. He rather push his own feelings off the subject though.]

I want all the mats gone. [ She reaches the free arm around to pull at her tangled hair. She's cut some of them out, but... There are more. There are always more. She can't figure out how to save her long hair. ]

Am I going to look silly?

'You're going to look fine. Girls can look plenty gorgeous with short hair. I bet you'll look good with any kind of hair.'

[Although he couldn't really imagine her with short hair, always used to her having so much of it. But he didn't think she'd look that different with short hair either.]

Do you really think that?

[ She's sniffling a little bit. Her hair has always been very important to her; Grandpa had encouraged her to keep it long, like one of the blue ladies. Would he still like it if she cut it? Would it still look good? ]

'Duh. I've seen girls with short hair. They looked rad, but I bet you'll blow them all away. No one will look as rad as you.'

[He even draws a little heart at the end of that. Because he cares enough to do silly emoticons.]

Okay. [ O-oh a heart!! She thinks, and then carefully draws one back, on his shoulder. ]

'How 'bout we ollie outtie this broom closet now. You feeling better?'

[He draws two more. He will outdraw your hearts with his own!]

Yes.

[ HEART WAAAAAAAR ]

That tickles!

[He aims a poke at her side before shifting to get the door open.

And kind of just falls over and out of the closet. Smooth.]

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