stridersgonnastride: Dave with his head resting on his crossed arms, looking...emo. (Emo)
Dave Strider ([personal profile] stridersgonnastride) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2017-04-09 08:21 pm

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[Earlier.]

Dave is slouched at a table, facing the window. He might be watching the exploding galaxies. He might be staring into metaphorical rather than literal space.

The sunglasses hide a lot either way. Bags under your eyes? Bam, cool shades, no problem.

Unkempt hair? Whatever, you're a teenage boy, no one expects you to keep up with that shit.

Emo, slumped posture? You've been a whiny bitch for this entire retcon so far, why should now be any different?

He's got this all under control.
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
But he still smells upset, which is why Liranan whines a little, shoving Ysalwen toward Dave because maybe she can fix it!

Fix it, Ysa!

"Um."

So this is probably going to be awkward. But she'll try anyway. Dave is her friend, no matter how old or cranky he is, and so --

"Dave? Are you all right?"
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"So you won't mind some company, then?"

She settles down at his table with her back to the window.

Does she want to interrupt his view of the constant death and only semi-rebirth of the universe?

Maybe.

"Thanks."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"You're always busy, I know."

Ysalwen doesn't smile. Liranan, settling himself under her chair, makes a little whining noise again.

"What's got you occupied just now, though? Consider this me asking."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Hypothetically, is it?

"I -- once or twice. It's disturbing, isn't it? They felt so real when they were happening, but then I woke up."

Hmm.
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cane and trap -- no, never mind."

Sometimes Dave's idiom obscures his meaning, and sometimes it's very easy to get sidetracked asking about it.

(Today feels like it is definitely one of those days.)

"My world has, as you put it, weird dreaming shit of its own, but not -- not like a few of what I've had here. I generally don't get to speak with the dead at home, for one. And it's not -- "

How to put this.

"The absence of demons cajoling me to give up and give in is also a bit -- non-standard. Umm."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. I generally try not to talk about the dead people I talk to out of my dreams, not least because I'm not always certain which of the dead know they are and which don't. It's -- distressing, I imagine, to find out from someone else that you have ceased to be alive."

Anyway.

"Is that what has you sitting here today? Dreaming about the dead?"
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2017-04-10 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know."

Ysalwen's mouth twists at one corner, and something in the tone of her voice makes Liranan lift his head and bat it against her hand. Twice.

"I can't imagine anyone would be, honestly. It -- I wouldn't enjoy it much, myself."

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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-10 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
That is a very expressive slouch.

"Hi, Dave." Cordelia's voice is light and casual.
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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-10 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, I've seen it before."

She looks at the window nonetheless, briefly contemplative.
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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-10 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Honestly I think I'd rather not see anything bigger. Though I'm not sure what that would even be."

She rests one hand on the back of an adjacent chair for a moment, more to take her weight off her feet than preparatory to seating herself.
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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-13 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"See, this is where I'd be inclined to advise going with something smaller-scale."

Distance, as another Vorkosigan observed once, is a damned lie.
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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-13 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Her eyebrows rise slightly. "Yeah?"

(Not overtly want to talk about it?, but ... maybe a little.)
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[personal profile] veryvorkosigan 2017-04-13 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Weak, but she's inclined to let him get away with it. "Oh, kiddo, I am no judge of fashion disaster or success, ask anybody. Ask my friend Alys, she'll tell you. At length."

(Right now she's wearing a beige smock-like tunic with a pattern of green leaves and white flowers around the hem and the neckline, over tan knit trousers. It's anybody's guess whether this is currently in fashion on Sergyar, or anywhere really.)

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