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well my faciliberry is gone but i am glad i found a computer!
even if it is a very basic one
i am sure that this could possibly be another experiment by miss val
it even makes sense!!!
considering i was asleep and we had had seven days of memory sharing.....
uuuugh no i dont want to think about that

could someone please tell me if this is the facility?
maybe even facility 3??
even though that note was kind of discouraging.......
really weird too :/
i am going to continue to hope that it is not true and that everyone is here!
jack, davesprite, dave?????
oh and terezi and sollux and feferi too! (and eridan i guess....)
i am calling a team meeting back at the house!
if i can find the house........
..........
.....
okay well i guess just respond, please?

for anyone else, hi! my name is jade harley and it is very nice to meet you :)
i have a feeling that this place is full of people i havent met yet
even space powers are being kind of funny!
could someone explain whats going on?

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[ She nods, taking it all in. Good, so it seems like they're starting something. She's not really a rebellion leader, but she's spent a lot of time in the presence of them, learning from what they do. If there's one thing Jade isn't good at, it's sitting around and letting people suffer. She'll see if she can find some way to get involved in some manner, but for now it's probably best if she gets a bearing on the place herself. She won't be of much help to anyone if she can't find her way around by herself. ] I've never died before..well, except the times at home, but those don't count. I mean in the Facility. I've never died.

[ She stares back at him, yanking her hand back from his face to stuff it underneath the voluminous fabric of her skirt. Her eyes are hard. ] I've never been able to use my revival powers, and I'm not planning on doing it here!

[ She hesitates - he doesn't deserve her anger just because he doesn't understand. That's mean. She's doing that comparison thing again and she knows it, so she relaxes, taking on more of a tired expression than anything else. Her hands, however, remain firmly hidden behind the skirt. ] I'm sorry. That was mean.

[Oh. He just kind of swallows. The longer he speaks, the worst things keep getting. He doesn't know what happened there and honestly. He probably has no place to speak.]

No. You're justified. I know absolutely jack shit about what happened to you and basically spitting out assumptions left and right. I don't know what you've done and if I'm honest, I've done absolutely nothing since being here other than going through the floors. [Because he thinks he has a better chance of getting around then some of the others.

Everyone else is still better at this hero thing than he is.] I said something really fucking dumb and you reacted accordingly. It's cool. I've been doing that as of late anyways. Sorry. [He's not sure what he's sorry for. For saying stupid things? For not being able to do more? Maybe a mix of everything.]

[ God, she's messing everything up today -- is it this place, or her? Does she always make Daves upset, no matter where she goes? This is the second Dave who's been disappointed in her, and the whiplash in their conversation is wearing on her ability to be strong. There's nothing more that she wants to do than curl up in her bed and cry all of her feelings away, hug her boyfriend and tangle up together, next to each other, and not have to say a word. But her boyfriend is gone, maybe dead. He won't be back. He was already dying anyway, slowly, malaise and depression and continuous injuries with no one to tell him that he was brave and strong.

Would that happen to this Dave, too? Were Daves always destined to succumb to depression, or did it just happen to the unlucky ones? ]

Please don't be sad.

[ Carefully, she takes her hands out from under her skirt; she can't hide from him, not this, not her failures. With this Dave, she's determined to be honest. Jade reaches for his own hands and curls her injured ones around them. The large, terrible looking scars in the middle of her palms are too large for her to fully close her hand around his as tightly as she'd like, but she settles for what she can do. ]

Dave... [ What does she want to say? ] You're not dumb. You're smart, and cool, and you protect everyone even when we think we can handle it on our own. That's not dumb. That's being really brave and courageous.

[ She brushes her thumb over his hand. ] I don't know what's happened to you here, but we're going to make it better. And...you can help me, too. We shouldn't be mean to one another, because we're best friends, and we can help each other. We have to.

[He wants Jade to be well again. Will any of these injuries heal or would she be stuck like this for the rest of her stay here? He doesn't really like the idea. It doesn't help that Jade just doesn't seem as happy as she used to be, which isn't even her fault. It's these stupid places they keep ending up in.]

I'm not sad, Jade. [He says it too quickly, but the way he says it... Maybe he honestly thinks so.

He looks down at her hands, and that makes him kind of sad. Even if one of his arms was severely burned and you can just barely see the bandages tucked underneath his sleeve, it would heal. Her hands would probably stay like this.]

He was smart, cool, and protected everyone. I can't even protect myself, much less protect the people here. [He sat in a pod for an entire month watching other people get operated on. He couldn't even stop them when they dragged him out to have the same thing happen to him. He was just really god damn useless that entire month. Even when he tried to do something, it did absolutely nothing. Maybe her Dave was just better. That wouldn't be surprising.]

Nothing much happened. [Don't worry about him. He's okay. He's totally chill.] I'll help you learn what all the floors are. Which ones are safer and which ones you need to proceed with caution. There's a lot of us here. Not really us, but there's a lot of alternate universes shoved into this melting pot.

If we make it better, will you look happier though? [Because you don't really look happy even when you are trying to be happy.]

No, he didn't. He was you. [ She's staring rather intently at her hands -- should she tell him? Tell him what the price of her selfishness was, why she carries around all these injuries in the first place? How horribly self-centered she can be, how she can't save anyone and even dog whistles can down her? It's something Jade doesn't like admitting, but it's there all the same, creeping in the back of her mind. ]

That would be nice. This place is so huge.

[ She looks up in shock. Happy? Wasn't she already happy? She was alive, her friends were safe (mostly), and she hadn't died. Wasn't that what happiness was, living? There's a moment of terror where she realizes that she doesn't remember what happy used to feel like before the Facility, and it's obvious in her eyes. ] I am happy. I am!

[ But she sounds smaller, a little more confused than before. ]

He was me and I was him. As soon as we divert from the same path, we're different people. He did different things and so did I. [He's not him. He probably wouldn't want to be other him. He's fine being himself...he thinks.] That's just how timelines work. We're not really the same person. Maybe he did things, but you really can't say I did those same things, because that's give me credit I don't actually deserve.

I'll give you the grand tour.

[He looks at her, his face unmoving. He's returned to the poker face, using his shades as a wall more than he had used too. It was just easy to hide behind them. He doesn't think anyone else has really seen them except for a select few.] Jade, the last time I spoke to you was when we were gathering frogs. That was a good five or six months ago for me. [It's strange. Knowing he had not spoken to her for so long. Honestly...has he really been speaking to anyone now that he thinks about it?]

Are you sure you're happy?

[ She looks back at him with sad eyes; she can't hide her own feelings. She's never really been able to hide things from her friends before, and she still can't. The timeline thing confuses her too much to really address it, so she just nods to that. ]

The last time I spoke to you was two days ago. We had breakfast together in the kitchen, and then Jack showed up and tried to steal all of our bacon. You let me feed my pancake to Crowen.

[ The question catches her off guard. She stares at him for a moment more before finally, she closes her eyes, bites her lip between her two front teeth, and shakes her head slowly. ]

No.

[He doesn't ask who Crowen is or why she's apparently friends with Jack. He wasn't whom she spoken too either. Sometimes he really hated this all. It was confusing at best and utterly unendurable most of the other times.]

It's been awhile for me.

That doesn't mean you can't. Giving up here and being miserable is what they want anyways. Can't be letting a few jackasses take us down.

[ She shakes her head, and smiles a bit. ]

I won't. Just because I'm not happy doesn't mean I'm giving up! I promised John that I wouldn't, and I'm not going to go back on that promise.

You can't either, okay? You have to promise me you'll try being happy, too.

[John used to be here. He knows she means a different John, but he kind of misses their friends. Now that he thinks about it, he hasn't really seen his friends much. Maybe that's a good thing.]

I'm not unhappy. Ticked off and unhappy are two entirely different things. [But he didn't promise he was going to try and be happy. Why make a promise he might break?]

[ She catches that. ]

You didn't promise.

[He doesn't say anything for a minute or two.]

I don't want to make a promise I might break. It'd be shitty of me to make it and then not keep it. I can try, but I can't promise anything because I don't really know what's going to happen next.

[Not having control of the timelines is kind of unsettling. Especially because he doesn't have much else in terms of powers here.] I'm not going to give up though.

Me neither. I never give up. Even when people...when they died. We just can't give up, or they win.

[ There's another long silence before she nods. ] If you want to ask me anything, I don't mind. But I want to know things about you, too. You're my best friend. I want to know what happened to you.

[ So that the next time, she can stop it from happening at all. ]

[He's not even sure there's a win or lose in this situation. They didn't really know why Dax, Riki, and Jason were doing this.]

Maybe later. I think we should get you acclimated here first before we go and reveal are deepest, darkest secrets like little girls at a slumber party.

[He's not ready to talk about it.]

[ She won't deny that she's a little bit hurt by that; she make a face for the briefest of moments before it's gone, replaced by a small smile and a nod. ]

I'll be fine. You don't have to worry about me!

[He caught that look and it makes him feel bad. But he can't even bring himself to confide in Bro and he didn't have Rose to talk too. It would make it easier. He's sure he might be able to tell her someday, but not now.]

Have you eaten yet?

[ She shakes her head. ] I went down there, but I got distracted meeting another Jade. Why?

Eat the oatmeal before anything else. It'll save you a lot of trouble in the longrun. [Unless you want to throw up whatever you eat.] Oh, you must have ran into Jade Strider. For some reason, Striders are the favorites of this place. [Which is kind of weird and suspicious.]

Alright. I've never had oatmeal before, actually... [ She shrugs. ] Is it good?

I wish I could be a Strider.

It's okay, I guess. I don't know. I mostly just ate cereal for breakfast, so oatmeal kind of sucks next to Lucky Charms. [He loves his Lucky Charms, okok.]

Naw, you're totally awesome as a Harley.

What are Lucky Charms? [ This is a legitimate question. ]

You really...think so?

Holy shit, you've never had Lucky Charms before. Your life is meaningless. We need to somehow get you Lucky Charms. [Except this tower sucks. Bluh.]

I already met Jade Strider. I think you're totally cool as Jade Harley. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise cause I'd fuck their shit up anyways.

Are they one of those really sugary cereals that make your teeth hurt?

Okay, if you say so!

Fuck yes. I mean, I don't really care for the healthy oat bits, but Lucky Charms supplies you sugary marshmallow bits of fucking amazing.

I bet the oat bits are the best part, too!

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