[At first, all that's seen is the face of a crow, staring at the screen and judging it harshly, like it did wronged the bird somehow and the poor journal has no idea what is going on. Abruptly, the bird is pushed away, giving an indignant caw, and Dave appears.]
Anybody got bird control?
[He tilts the camera to have a look at his room. It has a
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Having trouble there?
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Just like home in Houston.
[Read: No matter what he does, they will always relocate to somewhere else in the room or on him.]
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It's like they think I'm part of the flock or somethin'. At least it doesn't look like there's a whole lot of 'em here.
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How to approach it, though?]
He probably didn't get a chance to tell you much, did he?
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[Pause, then makes this private.]
I dunno what you know about Sburb already, but when we entered the Medium we got some weird-ass powers and titles. Like, Egbert's the Heir of Breath. He does some shit with wind and flies around.
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[Yeah, it probably involves time, he's not that much of an idiot but he wants explanations]
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[Really quite a horrible thing to hear, that there are multiple dead versions of his little brother floating around waiting to die]
So what happened to me...did you know that was gonna happen? Was it supposed to?
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[It's not entirely a comforting thought for Dave, either.]
I didn't think you were goin' to die until I went and saw you. But I do think it was supposed to happen.
[He's not happy about it, though. It's complete and utter bullshit, but he knows that he'll just die if he went back to try to save him.]
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