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[cuttlefishcull]

who ; OPEN (to those who know of Striderhaus location at least?)
what ; Everything is terrible and there are no miracles. Also Dave is moneybags and moving stuff.
where ; The Strider Hotel
when ; today; aka after the clusterfuck that was Jack's arrival
warning(s) ; smuppets and inevitable angst

Comments

since it says today I am assuming it's the day after clusterfuck?? IF NOT JUST SAY sob

[timeturntable]

At first, Dave doesn't notice the inquisitive troll. It's been... a busy day, after all. He's pushed Bro and Davesprite's deaths as far to the back of his mind as he possibly can, choosing instead to occupy himself with investigating potential new apartments within his credit range and packing up stuff around the house.

So he continues moving the box in his arms towards the living room, setting it down behind the recliner before he finally realizes that someone is speaking to him. He turns to Feferi, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

"Yeah. It's me." He stretches in about the only cool way possible, hands behind his head (moving all this crap is kind of tiring!). "Sup?"

yes! that day :D or basically any day soon I guess, for other threads. open post and all :>

[cuttlefishcull]

Feferi leans over the back of the couch, arms hanging there as she regards him curiously. Him and his box. There might be a little worry there, he... well, some version of him and his brother died yesterday.

"What are you doing?" She asks, propping her chin on her palm as she looks over from the box back to him. "Do you need help? It must be hard with your silly human arms." She says with a small grin.

[timeturntable]

"Packing." He crosses his arms, staring coolly at her before answering her second question. "I don't know, man. I mean, these spindly little things might just snap any moment." He snaps his fingers, loud and harsh, to drive the point in. "Coolkid royalty, we just aren't built for hard labor. It's our natural enemy."

And then he smirks, something that looks smug and cocky from behind the glasses but really is just him forcing a smile in the end. "Seriously, I'm good. If I couldn't lift this shit, I'd be a pretty fucking pathetic PC." And then, as if he's stayed in the same spot for a moment too long, he's off to the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets with no clear purpose.

[cuttlefishcull]

Feferi laughs, lifting herself up a bit. "Hey, it's only civil to worry about those silly arms of yours. Dave think of what would happen if you couldn't type coolkid human sarcasm at everyone! There are a lot of other people who would be hurt by this kind of thing!"

"Besides, I want to kelp." She stands, not walking into the kitchen yet but closer to the doorway. "Or maybe I should glub hilarious fish puns until haddock enough and admit defeat?"

IN THE SMUPPETPILE

[heterochromiia]

Sollux had set up a whole pile of these...weird puppet things he'd found in the closet, comfy and with room for two, if a bit weird to have plush knobs and soft rumps poking at your body. Currently he was reclining atop it, waiting for Feferi. Or maybe he'd get to see someone else, who knew.

pffff

[cuttlefishcull]

Feferi has to pause when she sees the pile- that... that is basically the silliest thing she had ever seen. It's kind of great. She grins as she walks over, still looking a little tired from all the feelings and emotions that had been going on. So many of them, all of them really. They needed to take a break here or something.

"Sollux!" She just plops onto the pile next to him, smiling over. "Wow, ok this is pretty much way more comfortable than the horns." She glances at one of the voluptuous rumps. "... humans are so weird."

[heterochromiia]

"Hey FF." Sollux can't help smiling a little, rolling over onto his side and ever-so-tentatively putting an arm around her waist to pull her a little closer. It was okay, right? They're matesprits. Matesprits do shit like this.

He leans in to rest his forehead against hers, their horns making a little "clack" sound as they budge up against each other. "I have the betht ideath, obviouthly, even if I'm not contethting that humanth are really fucking weird. ...Tho. Wanna glub at me?"

[cuttlefishcull]

She smiles when he pulls her a bit closer, scooting just a bit closer herself and resting a hand on his chest. This... was very nice. Like the horn pile, only now she could get close without too much embarrassment on his part.

She laughs a little, closing her eyes for a few moments. "Yeah, I do." She says, another long pause before she speaks again. "I don't think I've ever been scared like this before. I just- it's all kind of scary, isn't it?"