Too lazy to pull up a log title

[cawky]

WHO: Davesprite and YOU
WHERE: Import clinic.
WHEN: All day post-void shenanigans
WARNINGS: Injuries, talk of nightmares and death of family
SUMMARY: Davesprite endures injuries from being caught by surprise -- and also deals with all of the nightmares from it henceforth.
FORMAT: Pick one! Just specify a day & time.

[Davesprite had fallen asleep after he had pushed Feferi off of him -- not that he had much choice in the matter. Really, it had been more of a faint than a choice of sleep. Combined with the exhaustion and his concussion, he couldn't keep himself conscious. Thankfully, with his wings mostly mended, it was easier for the nurses to lift him onto a stretcher and drag him to a bed. They continued to have trouble stuffing him in one bed, so anyone who happens to poke their head inside will find him spread out along three different beds in sprite form, fast asleep.

Of course, the second someone happens to step in the room, his eyes will snap open, and he will reach for his sunglasses off the table to slip them on. The only thing he won't do is sit up, or acknowledge whoever had come in. At least not right away -- he'll wait to see who's bothering to come in and hassle him. Hopefully it was a nurse, and not somebody who knew him.

The second he would open his eyes, he would feel dizzy and be forced to shut them again. When his eyes were closed, he would see all those nightmares that the void had forced him to relive. All things considered, he couldn't win no matter what he decided to do, eyes opened or closed.]

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that one day at night

[hashrap]

[ Look who isn't a nurse! He slinks in at the dead of night when he's sure nobody else will be there to bust him, closes the door behind him. The nurses had been talking about trying to place a bird boy into a single bed earlier and that's the moment he began to plot his Daring Escape (by walking a couple dozen feet down the hall when nobody was around. it was an adventure, but he'd made it in the end).

He sits on the edge of Davesprite's bed and puts his feet up near Davesprite's face because mortal injuries are not enough of an excuse not to rag on his younger self. ]

Dibs on your pudding tomorrow.

perfect

[cawky]

[Davesprite makes a noise of disgust when Dave props his feet up, and gives up any pretense of being asleep. He can't sit up, thanks to the fact that Feferi didn't quite get to finish what she had started, but he can turn enough to give Dave a rather flat look behind his sunglasses.]

What happened to knocking? Did I forget to put the sock on the doorknob again?

[Pause.]

Fuck you, pudding is mine.

you forced my hand

[hashrap]

Remember that thing? You know, the thing. The thing where I'm basically this big douche? Yeah, that.

[ Brief pause... slow realization. ]

You don't even have feet.

excellent

[cawky]

I never knew. You gotta learn to keep those secrets locked up a little tighter, bro.

[Davesprite also pauses.]

Yeah, not now.

[Awkward.]

[hashrap]

It's not a secret, man. It's basically tattooed there on my forehead. "Professional Douchebag". You were lookin' for some privacy? A little alone time? Fat chance, lil bro. Keep your hands where I can see them and we'll get along just fine.

[ Give him a moment while he makes himself comfortable. It... doesn't look like he's planning on going anywhere soon. ]

So what're you in for?

around the first time he wakes up?

[dogwitch]

[Once Dave was settled into a room Jade had been in and out of it. Mostly in, sitting near the bed to keep an eye on him. Occasionally she would wander out of the room with the intent to go down the hall to see the other Dave. But that impulse was always squashed. If he'd wanted any visitors he would have let people know his location. But she had known, since the day it was mentioned he was missing. It'd been so easy to find him.

So instead she would return with a bag of trail mix from the vending machine and make herself comfortable again. Absentmindedly she would munch on the snacks. And while her eyes were focused on the sleeping sprite she wasn't really paying any attention to him. She was zoned out, lost in her own thoughts. So she didn't even notice when he woke up.]

works for me

[cawky]

[Sleeping was still somewhat jarring for Davesprite. Even if he had only been a sprite for a few hours back in the Medium, the complete lack of need for normal bodily functions had been an easy pattern to fall into. It had been just as easy to pick up things like eating again, but every now and then his new body would remind him that something was off.

And that's what wakes Dave up the first time. He realizes Jade is in the room almost instantly and instinctively pulls his glasses back over his eyes.]

Did I miss the party?

[dogwitch]

[For a few moments as if Jade didn't even hear him but eventually she blinks and gives her head a shake. It was possible that she had fallen asleep with her eyes open, which given Jade's penchant for falling asleep anywhere that could have been the case.

She offers a small smile and shrugs.]

If you did then I did as well. [She pauses before adding.] How are you feeling?

[cawky]

One hundred percent, let's blow this joint.

[And then Dave will try and sit up and woah he's dizzy, but nope GOTTA GO FAST. He really doesn't like the idea of being in this clinic.]

late sunday

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya had taken full inventory of her friends once she knew that aradia had been hurt. who was dead, who was suddenly hospitalized where they shouldn't have been. how many names to power her fury to seek vengeance.

she was fresh from the fight when she came by, no time to change or clean, to clam herself enough to settle back into her human disguise. she had to see what state they were in first, even if she still had black blood drying on her cheeks as she came in from the window.

she doesn't know what she really wants to say, so she ends up just standing by the bed quietly and awkwardly for a few moments. ]

[cawky]

[Well, Dave wasn't going to acknowledge Kanaya, but that intense stare gets his attention and its super awkward.]

What?

[He doesn't look up, though.]

[glowsferatu]

[ she shifts slightly, like being pulled back from some distance her thoughts had taken her. what can she really say about this, "sorry i didn't get to it earlier"? "i'm glad you weren't killed like some other people i know"?

she does feel guilty about it. there were grimdark skies and rose was troubled, kanaya was distracted. if she hadn't been trying (and mostly failing) to console her, she might've thought to put an end to it earlier, spared some of the void's victims. instead she waited until the casualties started collecting. some great friend you are, kanaya maryam. ]

I just thought you should be made aware.

He's dead.

[cawky]

[Davesprite watches her come out of that trance. Its a familiar friend, guilt. He might've had an awesome, rousing speech about his relationship with it, if he didn't hate how it made him feel. He'd become somewhat jaded to it in general, which troubled him, but not enough to pull him away from thoughts of his brother, and Rose and John and--

Focus, Strider, Kanaya is still in the room.]

You kill him?

[His voice was a little hollow, but he couldn't help it. It'd been a very long night.]

thursday evening. i think. perhaps. post-street brawl.

[nitidus]

[Rose hasn't really bothered to change at all today. She has combed her hair, at least, and brushed down her skirt. She has clean up her shoulder, even if there is a crater left behind by Karkat's jaws if steel. It aches and throbs and before coming to see Davesprite (and hunting down Dave), Rose went to make sure she didn't any shots. They wanted to bandage it up, but Rose is fairly certain it will heal completely in a few days. There is little point. (Also, if she see's Karkat, she wants him to feel guilty).

Her boob doesn't hurt anymore at least. But she is covered in other little bruises too, hidden by her clothes. Her first street brawl and it was with the troll who bites.

She is truly something to behold as she stands at the end of Dave's bed, arms folded across her chest a frown on her face. ]

[cawky]

[Dave turns to look at Rose once its clear she's not leaving. He sits up with great difficulty to make an obnoxious quip, adjusting his sunglasses in an almost studious manner--

And then he sees the state she's in and immediately frowns.]

You look like fucking shit. What happened to you?

[nitidus]

Look who's talking.

[Wow, don't make this about her. Rose is Displeased. No one bothered to let her know that both her brothers were hospitalized. She is slightly hurt. She has been worried sick. She doesn't want to talk about beating Karkat up.

She taps her foot impatiently. ] What happened to you?

[cawky]

[Too bad Rose, its always easier to talk about other people than it is to talk about himself. Dave continues to frown.]

I'll think about it. You first.

some day when she finds out he's there

[culver]

[News in the City gets around surprisingly fast, especially when most of your friends were (alien) teenage gossips. To be honest, the last thing Nill wanted was to go back to the clinic, but she wasn't about to not see Davesprite, especially not after he'd definitely saved her life. So when she does go, she's prepared with some paper and a pen, a plethora of baked goods that she knew the nurses would frown upon, and a smile.

At least two of those things remain with her after she enters, and the smile isn't one of them.

She tries to navigate as quickly as possible, one hand bunched into the material of her shirt as the other clutched the strap of her messenger bag. She didn't make eye contact with any of the nurses, all too aware of how her wings made her stick out awfully. But she'd already prepared a card with a short description of him and an explanation that she was his friend, and after handing it to the closest clerk and being directed, she basically speed walks to his room. Without even a knock (strange for her, definitely), she pushes open the door and enters, hoping to God that he isn't doing anything embarrassing because she really just doesn't want to be stared at anymore.]

[cawky]

[This is one guest Davesprite will most definitely pretend to be sleeping for. Or at least, he would have, if she had done something like knock.

But since she didn't, she catches him in a complete state of surprise. He stares at her for a split second with bright red eyes before his glasses are suddenly on his face like nothing ever happened. So much for pretense. Now he just has to stay something super clever and witty.]

Sup.

[Wow, talk about lame.]

[culver]

[It was incredibly sad, but even that short trot had almost winded her. Not that she'd been shot through any organs or anything; she was still just getting used to the tightness in her side every time she moved the wrong way. She rubs at her side as she closes the door, just barely catching a glimpse of crimson before it's all black reflective glass on his face.

Smooth. But she's mostly used to it, by now.

Nill raises her free hand in a short wave before making her way towards his bedside. She adds a shrug as she walks. Not much was up, just half her friends being hospitalized or recently dead. The usual. She scoots a chair up and plops down, bag in her lap. Nill cocks her head to the side, too birdlike for words, rebounding the question. Sup, Dave?]

[cawky]

[Davesprite watches her move and act, until she rebounds his question. Luckily for her, he speaks bird rather fluently.]

Oh you know. Hangin' out. Watching paint peel. Enjoying free food.

IDK sometime later in the week, specific enough

[dupable]

[ John wasn't actually sure if he wanted to visit Davesprite in the clinic after everything that went down. For awhile he actually tossed around the idea of just waiting for Davesprite to come back to the house and talk to him again there. But for the past few weeks people had been having this really bad habit of disappearing, or dying, or generally being injured, and so far John had failed almost every one of his friends in some way or another of late.

Like Davesprite.

If he'd gotten there earlier to stop the Void, then maybe none of this would have happened. It's a stupid thing to think, considering how tough the fight had been when there was a group effort to stop the man, but it didn't make him not feel guilty for what happened to his friend.

The problem was with how everything had ended, John wasn't sure he really wanted to go and talk about... well... everything that happened! He was pretty happy not remembering any of it.

But knowing Davesprite and Dave and how they both tended to avoid talking about any of their issues, he was pretty sure he can go visit him and not have to worry about Davesprite actually wanting to talk about what happened to him. The one thing he does feel bad about is the fact that it had taken him so long to get the details of Davesprite's location from Jade, and several days had pass already since his friend ended up here.

John's currently standing in the doorway of the clinic room, giving Davesprite a funny look as he tries to decide how to say "hi" ]

So I think I kind of fucked up, and you've been here for awhile, and I should have visited you earlier, but Jade never actually told me until last night, so I didn't actually know?

[ ... Close enough. ]

[cawky]

I think you skipped a part in the introduction, Egbert.

[Dave replies as he's slipping his sunglasses on and turning his head to look up at him in his usual deadpan fashion. His wings rustle into a comfortable position.]

Its called the part where you say "Sup".

[dupable]

[ Oh wow, those actually made it? John's pretty surprised to see that, but also kind of happy. He still doesn't get why Dave likes those shitty glasses as much as he does, but it'd suck if his friend lost a gift he actually seemed to genuinely enjoy.

Even if prototyping made them a little weird.

He gives Davesprite an exasperated sigh at that though, tilting his head to the side and screwing up his mouth a little to make and even stranger face than the one he was perviously, before he lets his expression fall back into something more neutral. ]

Hi, Dave. What's up?

[cawky]

[Dave makes an active effort not to fall on his face.

Either way, John's expression brightens his up a bit, a casual little smirk flickering across his features. At least that thing hadn't ravaged anyone he knew. At least, not to his knowledge. He had been more than a little concerned when Jade had found him at first.

But that was neither here, nor there. He'd have to keep talking before his head went to unsavory places again.]

Better. You bring me chocolate or what?