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]

Haha, you're learning well, grasshopper.

[ Oh. Is that what she got back? He's still kind of awkward with hugs, but he'll accept it. And hug back, grinning slightly. ]

Jane. You believed what I told you before, right?

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[She is literally just going to stay here awhile. A whole month without hugging is the worst thing ever, oh my gosh she is grateful to have this back.]

Of course I do Dirk. I believe every word. I thought it was outlandish at best, but, I believe you.

[fracturedsoul]

...so all the other stuff Roxy and I have been telling you. About the batterwitch? BettyBother? All those subtle and not so subtle hints that our clocks aren't exactly synced?

[ He's not complaining. This is... gosh, actually the first real hug he's ever had, discounting the various hurt/comfort shit that's gone on since he arrived. ]

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[She blanks out at Batterwitch. The word is completely banished from her mind, what even did he say?]

Well, I know our times aren't synced. But, I didn't catch the reason why?

[She is kinda rubbing his back, he deserved this man.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Oh man this cozy cuddling shit is nice. Dirk's like a little kid who's just had candy for the first time. ]

'Cause Roxy and I were born in the 25th century. Not born, exactly, created I guess, through what if I recall correctly you called ridiculous sci-fi babble.

If you're asking how it is we're able to communicate... [ A pause. ] I don't recall. Solve one mystery and another one unfolds.

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[Well she's glad to aide in this endeavor.]

You said something else, but I think I blanked out. I believe the 25th century stuff, as much as my mind is screaming that it isn't right at all. I can believe it.

[She pauses.] You and Roxy must be really lonely.

[fracturedsoul]

Nah, Roxy's got people around. They're not human, but they're still pretty good.

[ And he doesn't want to get into the issue of whether or not he's lonely, so. Although he does sort of hug a little more tightly without realizing it. ] What else did I say? [ Think... ] You mean about the corporation you're heiress to being run by an evil fish alien?

[ Wow he... forgot the name of the company. Crockercorp, yeah, but... what's the name it usually goes by? ]

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Right, I know that I am the Heiress to Betty Crocker. Crocker Corporation.

[AND THEN SHE BLANKS OUT. What do you mean evil fish alien, she forgot you said that shit.] Huh?

[fracturedsoul]

Heiress to... [ Pause. Blink. ] Crocker Corporation, right.

Wow. Shit.

[overbiterestart]

We are literally saying something to one another that is making us space way out.

[How about a tighter hold from Jane. She just likes hugging you Dirk. So friendly!]

[fracturedsoul]

[ He's okay with that. How does hugs. Jane can be his Hugging Sensei. ]

Looks like we need some more memory charms.

[overbiterestart]

A lot more if we want to know what in Davey Jones' locker we just said to each other!

[Arms all the way around her Dirk. Come on.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Step 1: Keep arms around Jane. Step 2: Squeeze slightly? Step 3: Rest head on shoulder? ]

Looks like I just forgot one of the names of the company. You're missing something way more important.

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[Good job Dirk, she is petting your hair.]

What could I be missing, I wonder.

[fracturedsoul]

[ how did he go this long without anyone doing this for him ]

You at all curious about why I live all by my lonesome in the middle of Houston fucking Texas?

[overbiterestart]

I get the feeling you're about to tell me something really bad, but go on. I am quite curious.

[fracturedsoul]

What if I told you Roxy and I were the only human beings alive in a really, really shitty rip-off of Waterworld?

[overbiterestart]

Then I'd ask where the waterslide is?

[fracturedsoul]

I built one once but I wound up having to disassemble it for parts.

[overbiterestart]

Now you're just making me sad.

[Frown, more head pettings then.]

[fracturedsoul]

The aquatic tragedy that is the post-apocalypse doesn't stop from getting sadder, Jane. [ Not that he's going to object to the head pettings. ] We're cool, so you don't have to be upset for us. It's basically all we've ever had going. And we were about to ollie the fuck out to the game before Rakuen decided to make us its bitches.

[overbiterestart]

Perhaps Rakuen is a gift for you then, I know that you guys want in the game. But it's scary in here. It's a whole new world and I don't even know how to begin telling you what you're going to do.

[Sigh. Okay fine, maybe another one of those special Jane forehead kisses.]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Oh that's awkward. He finally extricates himself from this hug and smiles down at Jane, half-smirking and half-genuine, and leaves his hands on her arms for just a second before dropping his arms down to his sides. ]

I've spent years planning for it and I've already seen the inside of the game thanks to my dream self. I got Sburb in the bag. It's Rakuen I went in blind to.

[overbiterestart]

[She squeezes a moment before finally letting go herself. She really did enjoy being around the boys more than she would like to admit. She doesn't know what to do to help them out more though.]

When we go back, you have to promise to be careful, okay?

[fracturedsoul]

Of course. What do you take me for?