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ugh shit my head feels like it got smashed up against a couple of walls
if this is what a hangover feels like that noise can skip right off somewhere
i dont even care where just somewhere??
ahahaha that was not a witty sentence at all
f minus for dave strider and his attempts to sort himself out
speaking of that why does it feel like im in a vice thats
[There's a rustling sound from the gear followed by a sharp inhale of breath.]
is this for real seriously
i cant even decide what to think about this because im not getting enough air in this two sizes too small shirt get up
i mean it makes my ass look incredible
this is so stupid i cant even lift a leg without my pants threatening to give up the ghost
who the hell decided to shrink my sweet gear thats just a traversity
well its not exactly sweet its something out of a renaissance fair
how the fuck am i going to get out of this stuff its pasted onto me like glue
who the hell would do that though that just seems dumber than spending all this time remarking about this
[There's a growl that echoes before Dave keeps going.]
what oh hey
i remember you
feels like its been a year since we shared the sky together and went darting around like we lost our minds
why did i give you shades that just seems so dumb in retrospect like trying to pay homage to something when the real deal is around
but between you and me this doesnt feel like my life anymore
i couldnt really believe it when i had it because its so picture perfect straight out of some fantasy a lonely guy might have

--RRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- wait what the fuck?

[Dave's soliloquy about his ill-fitting clothes is brought to an abrupt halt by the tail end of a very loud, very aggravated shout. It might be hard to tell exactly who the voice belongs to at first, since it can be a little difficult to judge nonsensical yelling. But once he starts speaking, it becomes clear that the voice belongs to John Egbert.]

Where the hell am I? [A slight pause, during which time we can only assume that John takes survey of his surroundings and discovers...] DAVE!!!! Oh my god, it's great to finally see you again! Wherever here is!

[There's an array of vague bumping, stumbling, and rustling noises that we're going to assume is John getting out of his own bed and moving over to Dave's. Because that's exactly what it is. Unfortunately, he still doesn't seem to have remembered how to use his indoor voice because he's still kind of yelling.]

I missed you so mu-- where are my sweet god tier pajamas? What the hell is this, it doesn't even fit!!!

[There's a sound almost like laughter but it's a bit muffled.]
ok ok lets remember not to bellow like some beast
were in a hospital here
what if you woke some poor old lady or something

Why are we in a hospital...?

[It's quieter, but...ultimately, not enough. Because before Dave gets the chance to answer another growl can be heard, but it's decidedly not of the Pokemon race.]

Jesus fucking Christ will the two of you SHUT THE FUCK UP?!

[It sounds like something fluffy and soft hit at least one of them at a rather high velocity followed by a second one and then more from the now recognizable voice of Rose Lalonde.]

I swear to god neither of you know how the fuck to be quiet do you? Is that a hard concept? I thought not but apparently you both still know how to surprise me! Jesus fuck my head feels like it's splitting open ugh. Fucking asinine Skaia-vexing addlepates I swear to GOD.

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I suppose that's true. I'd be a little upset as well.

[[She shifts as well.]]

Predictably weird, yeah. Honestly that's all that's left to expect from that game. It probably isn't as weird as it could be.

[[Just going to ignore that last part.]]

[Kanaya will infer silence as a yes. Not that she's certain what to ask about it since...well, the last few memories she has of their timeline involved Rose rather directly.]

Are you happy to have...returned?

We need to establish a new nomenclature for this, I think. You did not actually go anywhere, and yet at the same time you obviously did.

Yes. [[The answer is immediate.]] I still stand by the belief I had before that this place is infinitely better than the game. I would rather be here than there, and nothing will change that.

As for a new term for this...I have no idea. Ask me when my head isn't pounding.

[[No Kanaya you don't know what it means. You have no idea.]]

I will concede there are certain upsides here. [And downsides...]

...Why does your head hurt?

[Someone only caught the very beginning of Rose's indulgences.]

And likewise, I will concede that there are likely some downsides. As for my head, well. I'm a little hungover.

[[Be glad, Kanaya. Be glad.]]

Oh.

You were...inebriated the last time I saw you. Does that mean you continued drinking your sop...alcohol? I had assumed it would be a one-time event given your nervousness as to...

[The taller girl hesitates for a moment, her frown evident in her voice.]</small ...I have no idea how to broach this subject. Or even if it matters.

Well...unfortunately it wasn't a one time thing. I was quite inebriated just before coming here, in fact. And...the subject of the alcohol?

Yes. [A beat.] I mean no. Not precisely. I suppose it is all related I am just.

I feel as though I am constantly tiptoeing around things I don't know how to discuss when I speak with you, but it was starting to feel better. I was coming to terms.

But now suddenly you are from the future and that leaves me with an infinite number of questions I am not even sure I want to or am even able to accept the answers to. And you are apparently still lost in a sea of intoxication and I have no idea how to read what that means.

[If this were video, she'd see Kanaya slump. As it is, she can probably hear it.]

And the worst part is, none of it actually matters.

[[Rose is quiet again, considering all of that.]]

You don't have to tiptoe around things, Kanaya. And I'm sorry if I've caused you to feel that way. And you're free to ask if you want to, though I do request that you wait at least until this hangover is over. But...I can't promise you'll want to hear or be able to accept the answers I give you.

As for the intoxication, just forget it. I don't plan on continuing that habit here.

I already know what the answers are here.

[Gee she's not bitter. Well yes she is. But she's made peace with John at least, and she can admit the two of them work together. As much as she hates it.]

I simply miss when you were my best friend. Regardless of...everything else. When it was not always awkward. Well. [A faint smile in her voice.] Not awkward for these reasons.

Kanaya...I'm sorry. [[She feels bad about that. She feels bad that it's been awkward. She genuinely wants to be her best friend, it's just...it's weird. It's going to be even weirder now, and she's not sure what to do about that.

But push past it.]]

Look. I won't let things be awkward. I need a little bit to think about a lot of things, but I'm not going to let it get awkward. I'm done with the awkward. The awkward can take it's hat and coat and fuck off right out the door. Okay?

Mm. [Kanaya is unconvinced, sadly. She wants to believe her though, and if anyone can push past their own issues for the sake of a possible resolution, it's her.]

...I hope you are right then, Rose. Perhaps it really will kindly fuck off and leave us where we were before.

[It would be nice.]

Are you having any memory trouble the way John seems to be?

I will make sure I am right. And no, I don't believe so. I'm fairly sure I remember everything.

[Kanaya isn't quite sure whether she is happy or sad about Rose's memories, but she's certainly not going to voice that.]

Well.

On a less disturbing and perhaps somewhat more entertaining tangent, are you suffering from the same wardrobe problems as your brother?

[[She chuckles a little.]]

Yes, I am, but unlike Dave I simply took my clothes off. The blanket is enough to cover me for now.

...

[Do you hear that awkward, embarrassed silence, Rose? That is your fault because you do not tell girls with huge crushes and distant otheruniverse relationships with you about being naked in bed!]

R-right. Ah. What...what I meant to indicate was that...

[A breath. Okay. Collect yourself, Kanaya.]

You...will require a new wardrobe. And alterations to your current one.

I will, you're right. [[If you can't hear the smile in her voice Kanaya, you're deaf.]]

You wouldn't happen to be proposing something, would you?

I might just be doing something akin to that, yes.

Assuming you would be amiable to the concept, at least.

I would never turn such an offer down from you, Kanaya. I would have to be crazy. I don't have my new measurements though.

I...am very relieved to hear that.

Well, your mother is there, yes? You can have her take them when you are away from your associates, and then let me know what they are.

And then you can send me what clothing you hope to salvage and I can attempt to adjust it.

Ah, you're right! I hadn't even thought of that. I'll be sure to do that. I don't know if I have anything salvageable...

Well, we won't know until we try.

And I'd like to think I have something of a special talent to this particular subject.

This is true, and I am definitely willing to give it a try. Thank you, Kanaya.

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