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hoperaider) wrote2013-04-21 09:27 am
hoperaider) wrote2013-04-21 09:27 am
[Text/Action for Cianwood] 12th Page
[Jake makes a habit out of cooking breakfast for anyone interested in their travel party. Mostly because he wants to make sure they get at least one good meal before accidentally skipping out on lunch or having dinner at odd hours of the night. It's why he's entering Dirk's room, now, without preamble.]
Dirk! Are you going...to....
[He trails off, frowning. Dirk's not in his room anymore. However, there is something on Dirk's bed and he walks over to investigate.
A strange numbness takes over when Jake sees that it's his boyfriend's sunglasses. Dirk would never leave those here, unless....
He checks his Gear. No. No no no no no. Jake double--no, triple checks it.
Nothing. Only Bro Strider and Dave Strider.
Jake's not sure when or how he got to a secluded part of the island, but he's not caring. The shock wears off when he reaches there, and he can't help feeling angry and bitter and guilty and heartbreaking sorrow crash over him in an unrelentless flood. First it was Roxy. Then it was Jade. Now....
His anger is quickest to run out as he takes it out on the boulders and rock walls until his knuckles are bloody and he can't feel his feet. He sits down and leans against the rock wall, not caring about his injuries, and just gives in to weeping.
Some hours later, he returns to Dirk's old room and takes out his Pokegear. Jake can't stand video or voice at the moment, so text is the best choice.]
Dirk has gone home.
I suppose now i understand what they meant by these things coming in threes.
Im getting contacts in olivine i believe.
I kind of promised dirk i would and at least i wont have to worry about breaking my contacts as much as my glasses.
Er this saying olivine *has* an optometrist i could go to?
Ive not been there since we went straight to cianwood after prom.
[God, don't think about prom, don't think about prom.]
Whomever received dirks pokemon...
Please take good care of them.
Dirk! Are you going...to....
[He trails off, frowning. Dirk's not in his room anymore. However, there is something on Dirk's bed and he walks over to investigate.
A strange numbness takes over when Jake sees that it's his boyfriend's sunglasses. Dirk would never leave those here, unless....
He checks his Gear. No. No no no no no. Jake double--no, triple checks it.
Nothing. Only Bro Strider and Dave Strider.
Jake's not sure when or how he got to a secluded part of the island, but he's not caring. The shock wears off when he reaches there, and he can't help feeling angry and bitter and guilty and heartbreaking sorrow crash over him in an unrelentless flood. First it was Roxy. Then it was Jade. Now....
His anger is quickest to run out as he takes it out on the boulders and rock walls until his knuckles are bloody and he can't feel his feet. He sits down and leans against the rock wall, not caring about his injuries, and just gives in to weeping.
Some hours later, he returns to Dirk's old room and takes out his Pokegear. Jake can't stand video or voice at the moment, so text is the best choice.]
Dirk has gone home.
I suppose now i understand what they meant by these things coming in threes.
Im getting contacts in olivine i believe.
I kind of promised dirk i would and at least i wont have to worry about breaking my contacts as much as my glasses.
Er this saying olivine *has* an optometrist i could go to?
Ive not been there since we went straight to cianwood after prom.
[God, don't think about prom, don't think about prom.]
Whomever received dirks pokemon...
Please take good care of them.
action; wow I'm sorry this is the most awkward thread ever
[SOLLUX CAPTOR: CONVERSATION SPECIALIST]
...Yeah. That really sucks, man. I'm sorry.
action; No it's a-okay! <3
It's alright. And I'll be fine. I'm not strictly a stranger to loss, so I'll be okay in time.
[He sighs a little.]
I'm just going to be a wreck until then.
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[Only now does Sollux realize that maybe he should actually get a little closer to Jake and not just talk from the mouth of the cave. So that's what he does.]
So, uh... as your first act of wreckitude, I see you decided to grind your hands against this wall here. Want to go get that checked out?
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Erm...yes, that'd probably be a wise course of action. I also probably shouldn't have hit as hard as I had, haha...ha....
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...Uh, you can get up, right?
[Because if he has to help up Jake English with two bloody palms then that's just going to be ten kinds of awkward.]
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[Jake stands up, wincing only slightly. He's suffered worse injuries than this.]
Shall we?
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[And then the Mage and the Page went walking through the meadows! ...Except not.]
So, uh... where are we again?
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[Uh.]
I...have no idea?
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...Nice work, fucko.
[Immediately he takes out his Pokégear, to see if it can get them back, but... well, the look in his face answers that question pretty clearly.]
Well, I guess we just follow trails or something. I don't know how you're supposed to navigate in the wilderness.