Too Many Striders: Black 2-A shenanigans redux

[fracturedsoul]

Characters: Dirk, closed to Black 2-A roommates (Dave, David, Daenerys) and anyone else with a reason to be there (mainly Jade and Jake, feel free to tag in if there's some reason your character would drop in though)
Format: Whatever
This log is: open to roommates
Location: Black 2-A

It's 10AM on Sunday morning, before the assembly, and if you've forgotten that Dirk Strider is a person who exists, then nobody could blame you, because he's been in the shower for the past two and a half hours.

Once Black dorm is completely out of hot water, he comes moseying back into 2-A, dressed in his Fortitude uniform with a towel wrapped around his hair. Feel free to complain, or, alternatively, to notice the shield symbol that is most definitely on the back of one hand even though the Players for the round haven't even been announced.

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[knightime]

Dave is sitting up in his bed, Ben Stiller shades already on his face (did he sleep with them on even?) and looking fairly out of it. As far as one can tell when someone is out of it with sunglasses on. Mostly because Dave looks around and he seems to actually be confused with his surroundings.

He glances at his own clothes even and looks around again. Oh Jegus christ, where is he?

Dave ends up burying his face into the blankets on his lap. Did Dave look a little older? Taller? God who even knows. He's got a pounding headache and a years worth of memories is hitting him like a ton of bricks.

[fracturedsoul]

Dirk glances over at Dave, quirking one eyebrow. He's acting even weirder than usual. Is this about the corpse from the day before? Is he still freaked out about that? Okay, truth be told Dirk is still freaked out about it too, but he has a good excuse since it means he could just drop dead as soon as he gets back home. What's Dave's excuse?

"Need some more sleep?" he asks simply.

[knightime]

He looks up at Dirk and is going to- his iPhone isn't in his pocket. Duh. He grabs his PDA from his table and holds it out towards Dirk.

whats today?
how long have i been gone???

He doubts a year has passed in Rakuen. But he needed to make sure he wasn't suddenly missing time because he apparently went home. But if he went home, does that mean he left here? Or did he never leave here? Oh my god he's going to kill this place so much.

[fracturedsoul]

"Uh." Dave. Why are you so weird? It's not as though Dirk ever thought his bro was infallible, but you are still turning out to be way less cool than he'd been expecting.

"February 17. Start of Round Eight. You hit your head or something?"

[goodboybestshot]

Of course he's here. He stayed the night, after all. Dirk offered and he wasn't really looking forward to spending a night with a bunch of people he didn't know. So he was given the bed of someone who wasn't in right then, hopefully they wouldn't mind. He slept pretty good considering how eventful the previous day had been.

He was just a little startled by waking up to find he wasn't dreaming. Not dreaming and that there were still people around him. That was going to take a lot of getting used to.

Oh. Huh. Where was Dirk? Ah, he was probably taking one of his infamous infinite showers. Silly fellow. That was fine, he would wait til he got back to see what the itinerary for the day would be.

[theillbeatknight]

"Good day. If I may ask, are you Jake Egbert?"

It was hard to be sure, but this child looked like Sir Jake. He was far too young, though, and with two other Striders in this room, one of whom was apparently a different version of David himself, he might be from someplace very different.

[goodboybestshot]

Jake paused and looked up at who addressed him. He blinked because- OH it was that other version of Dirk's brother that came in today. He didn't get a chance to talk to him the night before due to shenanigans.

He was about to greet the gentleman when he let what he asked sink in. Egbert?

"No, sorry, my friend. My name's Jake English."

[theillbeatknight]

"My apologies. You look and sound quite like someone I have seen around in Prospit's city."

Maybe, though...

"Are you from the same enclave as this other David?"

He gestures at the Dave who is still sleeping.

[knightime]

Dave had gotten dressed at this point. Ugh. Mornings sucked. He needs to go back to sleep.

Sorry Jake. Hopefully you don't mind company because that sure as hell Dave crawling into your bed to catch a few more minutes of sleep. He just doesn't want to be awake. And his bed isn't as warm as yours is, considering there is a mass of body heat and he wants it.

Don't worry. He's just going to curl up for a few minutes. No harm, right?

Agh sorry for late tag

[goodboybestshot]

Oh, whoa, okay what was that. That ...was Dirks alternate paradox brother climbing into bed with him um. Jake moves and is about to get up and relocate when he notices Dave has just.

Curled up and gone right back to sleep.

Ah. Jake snickers and resists the urge to pat him on the head. Dirk your brother is kind of adorable.

Sokkkkk 0u0

[knightime]

Except you aren't allowed to get away god damn it. You are a source of heat and he's just going to snuggle up against you. Holy fuck it was cold and now it wasn't. Best day ever.

Dave is not a cuddler. Even if he's kind of totally cuddling up to Jake. It's not his fault he really fucking hates this cold weather.

[bloodandfire]

[Dany wakes from her sleep when Dirk enters the room. It's been a bit odd sharing the room with all these Striders. They're all very... odd. And she doesn't understand their technology. Or most of what they say really. They have this really fanciful language that often leaves her feeling as if she's been offended]

Good morning, Dirk.

[she says in a I-know-you-used-all-the-hot-water-and-I'll-end-up-with-a-cold-shower voice]

[fracturedsoul]

Morning, Targaryen. [ He knows she knows, and he doesn't care. A guy's got to have his ablutions. ] What's up?

[bloodandfire]

[But must he abuse the miracle of water not heated by fire? She loves it, except when Dirk uses all of the water. What are you even doing in there for that lo- no, don't answer that.]

We have assembly today. [she rubs her chest, missing her dragons] Do you think you will be Player or Weapon?

[fracturedsoul]

[ In answer, he just holds up his hand to show off the shield symbol on the back. ] Weapon. Looks like my battle marriage husband's a Player.

[ Yes, he will forever call Links "battle marriages". ]

[knightime]

[Thump. Dave's attempt to roll off the bed and get to his feet just ended up with him rolling off the bed...and lying face first into the ground.

And he just kind of just lays there. It's not that he can't get up...

He's just too embarrassed to get back up now.]

[bloodandfire]

[she peers over at him on the floor]

[again]

[she should be used to this by now]

Good morning, Dave. Did you sleep well?

[knightime]

[Sigh...

He rolls onto his back and gets up, looking for his PDA to give a reply.]

could have been better
i kind of feel like a fuckton of memories just slapped me in the face
actually thats exactly what happened but whatever

[theillbeatknight]

[David came back from buying a "PDA" still unsure of how this... thing worked. He'd look at it later; chances were he could at least get it functional.

For now, there didn't seem to be anything to do. Maybe he'd take a nap.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ When David comes back in Dirk glances up from where he's sitting, just idly checking his own PDA for new posts online. He'd been considering going out to do something before the assembly, but he's not really sure what yet. ]

Hey.

[theillbeatknight]

[David nods in response to Dirk before sitting down. He puts the PDA on the cabinet, then flops backwards across the bed.]

[fracturedsoul]

...oh, you got one of those things? Give me your number in case I need to message you. [ Or however they work it's vague but Ketsu thinks it remembers Recette saying they have numbers at some point? HANDWAVE HANDWAVE ]

[knightime]

[The ground shook just slightly. But it was at a constant beat. Dave had his headphones in (he rather not deal with Snowman again assuming she wasn't half passed out in coma land). His head bobbed from side to side, clicking sounds as Dave messed with the switches just slightly.

Dave's own PDA was sitting on his bed, forgotten. He was trying to get his mind off things, plus not having his turntables for an entire year was harsh.

He's sure at this point that he had been gone a year somehow. It didn't make sense, but he knew it was real.

It was impossible to tell if Dave had noticed David. At least, until he slid the large headphones around his neck and pushed the chair back. He cocked his head slightly in greeting.]

[theillbeatknight]

[As he entered the room, David was muttering his thoughts on the slight but consistent shaking out loud, barely audible to anyone but himself.]

No one I passed seemed concerned. It couldn't be a weapon or it would not be within the dorm. But then, this place is different from any other I have known...

[He nodded back at Dave and tilted his head slightly in the direction of the thing Dave was using, his voice now pitched normally.]

What is that equipment for?

[knightime]

[Dave glances at the turntables. He motioned for the other to come over, getting up so he can grab his PDA. He can't communicate without it, anyways.

Dear lord these two communicating is going to be so difficult.]

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