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[If you're in room 2 - 10 then you are perfectly free to bother him. He's already woken up and gotten acquainted with one roommate of his and now he's not doing a whole lot. It's a good time to introduce yourself, if you want.]
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so.
id really just like to know who the actual fuck has enough power to remove somebody from am sburb session.
like im not an expert on sburb or anything.
but that shit seems like it should be impossible.
and way to go dipshits but the earth was already destroyed.
and youre not the one who did that.
so there we go ive caught you in your fucking lie.
but its whatever.
ill go along with it for now.
i mean youve clearly got the most sugoi of fashion senses.
white spandex.
yellow collar.
i just feel so goddamn beautiful in it you have no idea.
k but seriously im pissed off.
i go from one shitty situation to the next.
when the hell does a bro get a break.
apparently the answer to that is never.
fuck me i need a beer.
where can i find a beer.
please tell me this place has fucking booze.

also dave.
you here.
because if youre not.

im wrecking their shit.

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[Shit. Uh. If he lies...well that would be dumb. Then Bro would know what's up definitely.]

dont see how this is different
but suit yourself
im fine so you dont even have to sweat it
media room
got some purdy music and some sweet tech here

its different because i dont know what the hell this place even is.
and just because thats the case doesnt mean im saying you cant handle it.
or that youre not fine.
im just on my fucking guard.
wheres the media room?
you gotta help a bro out cuz i just got here.

how bout i just come to you
this will probably be fifty shades easier for us both if i did that
i wasnt doing much anyways
youre in your room right?
i mean i can just go through them all but then id look like an idiot and that isnt really cool
ill give you a grand tour
haha no i wont
half these floors nullify my powers and are filled with pretty suspicious shit

what and miss out on those nasty beats youve got crankin over there?
and that sweet sweet tech i wanna get my hands all over.
but fine yeah itd probs be better for now if you come to me.
you know the place better than i do.
but ill make sure that isnt a thing for long.
my rooms 2-10.

[And then after a moment, he can't help but add one last thing.]

powers?

you have time to swoon over my artistic genius
keep your frilly laced panties on
k

[It takes a bit getting to the dorms from the media room. But that's finally Dave swaggering in like it ain't even a thing. He's got the god tier garb on, although the clothes look looser on him than they should. The month in Jason's pod really screwed him over a bit. Also, he's just shit fucking pale. If that was even possible.] Timey wimey bullshit and the sweet package of whatever comes with being a fully realized time traveling knight. We basically keep any supernatural abilities in tact, but there are floors and monsters in this shithole that nullify it. Our shitty tower babysitters also basically can do whatever the hell they want when they want, so trying to use any of our powers on them probably isn't even worth trying.

[When Dave comes in, Bro looks up from whatever he's doing. As he listens to Dave speak, he's carefully looking Dave up and down for a sign of anything wrong- besides those clothes, anyway. What even are those? Well, okay. They actually look kinda cool. But the last time he saw Dave, the kid was in ordinary clothes, so it's a pretty big change. Aside from noting that, he just wants to make sure Dave's okay. He can tell the clothes are a little loose, but he's not sure if they're supposed to be like that or not, so he doesn't think too much of it. He does note the paleness, though, but again that could be for a number of reasons. Overall, he doesn't see anything too suspicious. Even so, he can't help but wonder.]

Well damn, kid. The last time I saw you, you were waving around a shitty broken sword. Now look at you.

[His tone is slightly amused, as if the thought of his last memory of Dave is kind of a funny one. But there's also something else to it, like he's impressed with what Dave managed to accomplish. Because he actually is, even if he won't say it in so many words.]

What?

[Welp, whatever Pokerface he had flew out the window along with everything else. At the very least, his jaw didn't totally drop, but he looks surprised.

Uh.

Oh fuck. No. Okay. You can do this Dave. You just...don't ever tell him that he dies. He's ten times sure of himself that Bro is far enough that being dead isn't a thing. Why tell a guy he's gonna die when he doesn't need to know? Forget the fact that he's still kind of sore about the subjects. It's cool. Everything is cool. Brush it off. Ain't even a thing.]

Sucks. Because one of the swords in my trunk is broken. But I guess it isn't shit tier like the rest of the swords I had. This one is supposed to be some royal, legendary sword. Except I want to call bullshit since it still broke on me, but whatever.

[He doesn't really want Bro to be impressed, but does at the same time. But if Bro knew he couldn't save him, the other probably wouldn't be all that impressed. Probably be annoyed or something. Alpha timelines and all.] All growned up at the merry age of thirteen. Although time here was kind of screwed up. It's July or some shit, but I arrived in February. Except it was April back home, so good job fucking up my sense of dates, Tower.

[If you think he didn't notice that, Dave, you're sadly mistaken. He's still checking you out to make sure you're okay, of course he'd see the slip in pokerface. Hell, he probably would've seen it under normal circumstances. The fact he's looking so hard means it's probably visible from outerspace. But still, he at least lets Dave continue on, he lets him at least pretend for a few seconds longer that he was completely oblivious to that little slip up.

But then when Dave is finally finished, Bro draws in a slow, deep breath.]

I saw that look.

[It was worth a shot. But he can lie his way through! He's not that terrible at lying. He just needs to avoid the whole rambling off into the oblivion.]

Yea, okay. You got me. Color me surprised. I sometimes forget that this place can actually snag us from earlier parts of the timeline. I'm kind of used to everyone being on the same page or even farther ahead of me. [Haha, except there's no way you can be ahead of him. Sob.]

Or from a completely different universe because it would be my luck.

[Bro isn't stupid, Dave. You may be good at lying, that may have been convincing to some people, but for Bro there's enough holes in that to make it resemble Swiss cheese.]

Right... Sure, Dave. Except you've been here... How long? I think you said a few months. Which gives you plenty of time to get used to the different timeline thing. Also you said you have time traveling powers, which means my being from the past shouldn't be a big deal at all.

I'll give you the different universe thing, but given that it's obvious I'm not from a different universe, you had no reason to look at me like that.

[To his credit, he sounds calm not accusatory, despite the fact he's just caught Dave in a lie. He doesn't understand why Dave would lie, but the fact he is, is starting to make him a little bit more worried than angry. Normally he wouldn't be worried, but considering the circumstances? He feels it's within his right to be, even if he isn't showing it on the outside.]

So why the lying?

[YOU'RE RUINING HIS LIFE, BRO. JUST STOP. It's just easier to accept his shitty lie. Ugh. But now Dave has to consider the pros and cons about the truth.

Scratch that, still not telling you the truth. It's just not something that's gonna happen.] Most people here happen to arrive ahead of the game. Rose was here running out in her traffic cone outfit for a little while. And I don't actively use them here. It's one thing to use stable time loops to further a game with only a chance of screwing over a few people. It's another thing to condemn an entire tower of people into a shitty ending that will cease to exist because I did something ridiculously stupid. [Frankly. Dave was scared of even trying to use his time powers here. He didn't know how steep the consequences would be.]

Who says I'm lying?

[No, he will NOT BE TAMED. Gosh.

He's quiet for a few seconds as he considers everything Dave says. And even as he talks, there are still way too many holes in his explanation to make sense. Call him paranoid, he doesn't care.]

I say you're lying. And I'd like to know why the fuck you're lying to me, Dave. Because that story has way too many holes in it to be believable. You're from the end of the game, yeah? So you'd have enough experience with these time loops and shit. A few months away isn't enough to cause that much of a little panic.

[He still sounds calm, but there's an edge creeping into it.]

[He really wants to abscond right about now. Honestly, that sounds like the best idea since they made sliced toast. But that would be ridiculously embarrassing and it would make things pretty obvious that things aren't quite okay.

Also, Bro could probably catch him in seconds, so running is just dumb.]

I don't know. [He admits it fine. He has no fucking clue where he is on the timeline at this point. He only saw a glimpse of green and he ended up here. You know, after willfully going to get himself blown up with Rose. That's also something that won't really get talked about if he can help it. He was scared.] I don't know where in the game I'm in anymore, but I'm pretty sure it's far from the end.

[Dave knows for a fact he didn't even bother touching up on anything else and pretty sure Bro is going to keep pushing for those subjects.]

[The fact that Dave is clearly beating around the bush is starting to be really, glaringly obvious. It was obvious before, yeah, but now it's just... It's a good thing he has his shades on, or the glare from the obvious would cause him to go blind. It's safe to say that his paranoia is starting to be justified.]

Dave. I'm really not in the fucking mood for this. I've just been taken from the game, which from all that I know about it- which isn't a whole fucking lot, but I know enough- should be impossible. I'm not saying that I'm fucking scared, but I'd go so far as to say I wouldn't blame a normal guy if he was scared.

[Take note he's basically implying that, yeah, he's scared. Or at the very least, worried.]

You're obviously way the fuck ahead of me, you've had time to get used to this fancy time traveling horseshit. Even if you hadn't, you're a fucking Strider, and if I can handle the fact there's apparently a whole damn lot of you running around this tower, then you can handle the fact that I'm a little fucking behind.

[He draws in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He's trying very, very hard not to get pissy.]

Tell me the fucking truth. Now.

[Wow, this isn't really awkward anymore so much as everything is suddenly really tense. Dave hasn't even been in the game for the past few months. While he wanted to get back to the game, it wasn't like what was going on in it was something on the top of his mind.]

Sorry, Bro, but that isn't something I'm interested in doing.

[At least he's not beating around the bush. Now he's just outright not willing to say anything.]

I don't know what you want me to tell you, but if you really want that information, you're gonna have to try other means to get it out of me.

[Except there's only real one way Striders handle these things...]

[At that, Bro can feel his anger rising and his body tensing up, an automatic response at being challenged. It wasn't something he was expecting from Dave, not now of all times. Between all of the shit going on, he's so very far from being in the mood for this. He clenches his fist, biting down hard on his tongue to prevent himself from saying a cutting remark.

He wants more than anything to go over to the trunk and grab his sword, because Striders just don't fucking back down from a challenge. But there's a part of him that knows if he strifes with Dave now, it would be in anger and he might hurt the kid, and he doesn't want to do that. Not like that, not under these circumstances. He knows there has to be a reason that Dave's lying, he doesn't want to force it out of him. If anything, he just wants Dave to willingly tell him the truth.

It takes a lot of willpower, but finally he takes a deep, calming breath and lets out out slowly, willing his body to relax. He shrugs, throwing up his hands.]

Whatever, I'm not playing your stupid little games. If you don't wanna tell me, fine. It must not've been too important. Maybe this place's just made you soft.

[He didn't mean to let the last, bitter remark out, but it came out anyway. He swallows, turning away from Dave and sitting heavily on his bed, kicking a stray smuppet out of the way as he does so.]

[Dave knew he was really pushing Bro's patience at this point. This could either work out for the better or end rather disastrously.

He was a little surprised that Bro didn't actually act on the challenge. At least, he would have preferred the strife than the biting remark that followed. That feeling that he didn't reach his Bro's expectations or that he's disappointed the other already stung more than any cut his sword could have made. A chance to prove he's gotten better and he's already blew it.]

I guess it did. [He just shoved his hands into his pockets, head tilting down as he slouched, trying to pass it off as just bad posture.] Played me like a little wind up toy. [Of course that's only funny if you were stuck in the pods, but it's actually not that funny. Jason's pod slowly just turned into a pod of fucked up living toys.] Did you want that tour or are you just going to brave the floors by yourself? Lone wolf that shit like no one's business.

[He really, really didn't mean to say that and a part of him regrets it already, but he's still too pissed to apologize. It doesn't stop his stomach from feeling heavy when Dave speaks, the cold weight of guilt sinking to the pit of his stomach. He shouldn't have said it and he knows that. Maybe it's best though, if he just tries to... move on from it. The two of them can just forget about it.

It's difficult though, when the kid's blatantly lying to him. He's still angry about it, and as guilty as he feels, the anger isn't going away.]

I dunno. Why the hell would I want a liar for a tour guide? I don't know if I can trust you to give me all the facts.

[Oh.

Okay.

That kind of really stung. Dave kind of just goes quiet and stands there for a moment, not even sure what to say on the matter. Maybe he should leave. Abscond back to the media room or something. Get out of Bro's hair. Bro can handle himself after all.]

I should go then.

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