Gifts and things [Active/Open]

[fracturedsoul]

Characters: Dirk Strider, open to anyone
Format: Whatever you prefer
This log is: open
Location: Around Rakuen
Warnings: Strider language

After shenanigans at Recette's shop, Dirk has some deliveries to make -- memory charms for Dave and Sis, and memory charms plus upgrades and those Prospit dreaming pendants for Jake and Jane.

Aw man, and movie night is tonight also... He's gonna be busy today.

Throughout the day, he can be found around Fortitude and Rakuen, and lurking about outside the borders of Conquest.


((OOC: A separate, mingling-type log will go up later in the week for the movie night thing. Keep an eye out! ))

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[fracturedsoul]

[ He's not going to bother explaining the reference. ]

That could have something to do with how the rules in play are bullshit constructs set up to pit friends and family against one another for the amusement of whatever puppetmaster has his hand up this city's giant plush ass.

[unflinchable]

[You make very little sense Dirk, I hope you know that]

Rules are in place for a reason, sometimes they may seem unfair or unjust or without reason, but I would assure you that there is a reason, most likely for the good of all people.

[Arthur, are you talking about Rakuen or Camelot now?]

[fracturedsoul]

[ He tries. ]

Okay. So what rationale do you think there is behind keeping a harmless kid from helping restore a friend's lost memories?

[unflinchable]

Again, I am not of this place, and I assume you are not either. But if a memory is lost, perhaps there is reason behind its lost.

[Which is totally why Arthur can't remember the name of any other kingdom besides Camelot, or any of the Kings besides himself and Uther]

[fracturedsoul]

Yeah, exactly. And the reason is to give us all incentive to participate in battles and earn money. To buy memories for each other. I'm not even speculating here, this is shit the staff has explicitly stated.

[unflinchable]

Well you're still not allowed within the walls of Conquest. Your reasons for being here seem just and honorable but it is still stated in rules that those of Fortitude cannot enter Conquest.

[Arthur, put your king voice away]

[fracturedsoul]

Okay. So go find Sis Strider and tell her I'm here to see her.

[ Or Dirk could use his PDA. But he'd rather fuck with Arthur. ]

[unflinchable]

[COMPLETELY OFFENDED]

I am no messenger!

[fracturedsoul]

[ EXAGGERATED SHRUG. ]

So I can't come onto the campus to see her and you're not gonna let us meet off campus either? Not exactly leaving me with a whole lot of options, bro.

[unflinchable]

I have no qualms about your meeting off campus but I will not play messenger for you, do you know who I am?

[fracturedsoul]

No.

[unflinchable]

I am King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot, and I play messenger to no man.

[Seriously.]

[You keep pretending your title means something here Arthur, I know it makes you feel better.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Oh, hey, King Arthur? That's pretty cool. ]

I'm not a man. I'm a fifteen-year-old boy. I happen to be a prince, myself, but I guess that doesn't matter to you. [ This is a flat-out lie since it's only a title. But he is okay with flat-out lying. ] I wonder what your schoolmates would think knowing that you're keeping a valuable memory away from Sis?

[unflinchable]

[he perks up a bit]

A Prince? Of where? [He won't recognize the name even if it was from his world, oh well]

Can't you... use that small magic box of yours?

[fracturedsoul]

Of Derse. They call me the Prince of Heart. [ Ha ha he does not even care if he gets called out on this, he just wants to mess with this guy. ]

Magic box? Afraid I don't know what you're talking about. No such thing as magic where I come from.

[unflinchable]

[he quirks an eyebrow at that] The Prince of Heart? You had your pick of Princesses then?

[he pinches the bridge of his noise] It's science here, isn't it? The box that allows you to communicate with others far away?

[fracturedsoul]

Yeah, I'm basically rolling in princesses and princes.

The box? Maybe. But in-person communication has a je ne sais quoi that electronic missives just lack. Wouldn't you say?

[unflinchable]

[THE BLANKEST OF LOOKS]

[IT IS NOT OFTEN THAT ARTHUR PENDRAGON HAS NO IDEA WHAT IT GOING ON IN A CONVERSATION]

And Princes. [of course, why not]

Pardon?

[fracturedsoul]

Wouldn't want the bros to feel left out.

I said, communicating in person is far more... well, personal than doing so over impersonal little electronic devices.

[unflinchable]

You're bedding your brothers?

[He knows that incest is a thing that people partake in, he also knows that homosexuality is a thing, he just never really cared to put the two together in his mind. He's kind of... taken aback.]

Then use your electronic device to ask her to leave the walls of Conquest and carry out your business when she arrives.

[He had called her Sis, is he sleeping with her too? He looks Dirk up and down, just how old are you, kid, to be sleeping with so many siblings.]

[fracturedsoul]

I have been known to do so. [ As in, he once carried an unconscious Dave down from the roof and tucked him into bed.

Is his rad bro slang too hard for Arthur to understand? This is hilarious to Dirk. ]

Guess I have no choice. [ Shrug. He'll just go in through the back, he supposes. ]

[unflinchable]

I see. [And now he's thinking about bedding Morgana. It's not like he hasn't thought about it before, before he found out that they were half siblings of course, but even then he hadn't been serious about it, nor would it actually happen.]

[fracturedsoul]

I'll be going. Say hi to Sis for me if you see her.

[unflinchable]

[Arthur's head is so full of things that he doesn't want to think about that he just lets Dirk go. If Dirk just walked through the front gates or Conquest, he wouldn't stop him]