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[New post on the network! New ID, new typing form...might ping some of you.]

i will readily admit that being pulled from a null universe doomed to be yet another footnote in the annals of paradox space and into whatever dimension that this school occupies was quite felicitous indeed
and i suppose that i owe our ever so gracious hosts some credit in that regard
however
i have business to attend to in the incipisphere
and i will simply not be kept from it
so i believe that my first order of business will be to find a way to reverse whatever process snatched me away from the land of crystal and mirage
and proceed to aggrieve aggress and attack
until i have stolen away the secrets that balamb garden has to hide
as i said to strider once before
lets rock the fucking house

[On the action side of things, have a kid who looks...a lot like Dave Strider? Sitting under a tree on the quad, reading a book and looking pissed. OVERDRAMATIC? A LITTLE. But seriously he'll get to the bottom of this shit. "Time compression"? Of all the...those scientists that letter mentioned had better work fast. Is it you, or did his shadow just start moving...?]

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[ It takes her approximately five minutes to figure out that 1) this person does not type like the Rose that's not her Rose and
2) that

is

blue

DAVID? ]

[ Shit. How does she look? Wait that's stupid she always looks awesome.

But a preliminary ruffle of her already bedhead-looking hair can't hurt.

What if he's not David? What if he's John from another universe that just happens to like the same things?
This is stupid, answer the man, Strider! ]

[ So. Smooth. ]

[OH THANK THE GODS HE'S NOT ALONE]

busy
where are you jade

Edited 2011-07-09 20:03 (UTC)

[ She is actually going to leave and find you now oops. ]

consider me utterly paralyzed by shock strider

[Aaaaaand he'll just be sitting under a tree on the quad. Reading The Canterbury Tales again.]

[ It takes her a bit to find him -- and she'll admit that she got a little distracted on the hunt for him. But eventually she spots a familiar boy. ]

Hey!

[ Because screaming across the quad is definitely how you great people. ]

[He looks up, blinking once or twice because damn it's bright out. Is he smiling? MAYBE A LITTLE.]

Yes, yes, hello. Get over here, Strider.

[ She marches toward him. She is going to punch the shit out of him -- or maybe hug him? she hasn't decided yet. But she stops short. ]

You-- you absolute fucktard, good job leaving me hanging! Do you know how many people have told me that I'm batshit insane? Way to show up weeks late!

[ Or option three: yell. Quickly followed by option one: punching him hard, in the arm. ]

[He's feeling a lot of things right now but first among them is being glad that she's safe? And oh okay she's yelling at him that's to be expected and OW]

And that's hardly my fault, now is it?

[He doesn't sound angry so much as. Kind of annoyed and actually a little bit hurt? because JADE WHAT THE HELL.]

[ She's not particularly angry; if he listens close enough, he's notice that her heart's not really into it. She's glad that he's here, glad that he's okay, if a little hollow. She's seen all the possible futures and it's hard, trying to figure out if he's really going to stick around. ]

...it's not.

[ And she frowns and hugs him. OPTION D) ALL OF THE ABOVE. ]

[whoa okay that's unexpected. His arms stay where they are for now because whoaaaa he is not sure how to approach this at all. I AM 13 AND WHAT IS THIS]

[ As fierce as the hug was, she lets go fast. That's definitely not a cool thing to do.

Now what does one say when you are trying to think of something awesome to reply to that with. ]

Sup.

[He allows himself a chuckle.]

Are you actually asking, or are you simply greeting me?

I have absolutely no idea what's above my head. Might wanna enlighten me about that.

[ Completely deadpan. She's actually asking if you're okay, jeez. ]

[He takes pause at this, just for a second. Trying to figure out the best way to phrase this that he'd actually be comfortable with.]

... I've been worse, Strider.

[This is actually a blatant fucking lie, Yggdrasil won't fucking shut up and he's still reeling from his mother's death. Oops.]

[ A pause. She knows he's lying -- Lalonde, you sneaky bastard -- but she's not going to say anything. ]

Yeah, same.

[ Okay and now here is the part where she tells him that she missed him! ]

I've been eating my weight in food, this shit is good. There's no burritos though. And the classes are ace, I get to learn how to box.

[ ....meh, close enough. ]

[He's not going to call you on your bullshit either, Strider, so it's all good.]

I'd imagine that it's better than a diet of frozen food and instant ramen.

Ramen is the food of the gods. Your priorities are seriously twisted, Lalonde.

[ This is a conversation she can do. Yes. Insincerity. ]

But the shepherd's pie is kinda delicious. I can make cookies now.

Some particular burbling gods, perhaps.

[Yes, familiar territory. AND SUDDENLY HE'S REMINDED THAT HE'S HUNGRY]

... I haven't eaten since before we started playing the game.

[Yeah who just got in a couple of hours ago? This kid.]

[ She smiles slightly, but it's gone in a flash. Cool. Cool and collected and calm and (not) considerate. A jerk of her head towards the cafeteria. ]

Come on, you'll be fatter than lard by the time you finish here. I might even let you make me cookies if you're good.

I've no doubt that I'm being given no choice in the matter.

[He goes along with her anyway.]

Your choices are: "yes Strider I would love to make you cookies" and "yes Strider, your wish is my command." But first, whatever they're serving in the cafeteria.

[ She walks beside him for once, rather than following her instinct to leave him behind. She missed him, okay, he actually gets to enjoy her presence rather than her back.

Besides, she needs to ask him some questions. And those are better done when she's not looking over her shoulder. ]

So, spill. You, me, the game, where were you?

I expected nothing less.

[He hesitates for a moment--the latest developments hurt to speak about, and he wanted to be sure before he told her--before finally speaking.]

You first, Strider.

[ There's a decent amount of silence as they walk, but she finally breaks it with -- ]

Oh hey, we're here. You've got that ring they gave you, right?

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