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Dirk Strider ([personal profile] renaissance_ninja) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull2013-02-12 05:03 am

004✌[Video/Mostly Audio]



[The NV switched on, showing Dirk's view, instead of showing the Strider himself. The view was that of the floor, a hand splayed upon it looking bruised with dry blood and old cuts and scrapes on it.]

So it seems I owe a few people an explanation. Well that's fine, I'll get right onto that shall I? Only, how about I first make something clear.. You can't keep a Strider down, you can try and you can fail, down is something we just don't take well to. That is all.

Alright, next on the list of things to do, I need to tally up my Bro's, make sure everyone is accounted for and in good health, a little filling in would be great here too guys, I'm like an empty sandwich right now, just two sweet buns of wholesome plain white, itching for something between.

[Private to Dave]

Dave. I've been missing in action for lord knows how long now, I'm sorry about that. I can't go into the details right now, but it seems my interest and rad skills with robotics had me on some AGI top ten wanted list... I'll be more careful next time.

If I had you worried, I apologize, if not? Than I'm glad you had faith in me bro.

[Private to Karkat]

Words can not excuse me on this one. I fucked up and I've paid- am paying for that now, threefold. It would be cool to see you if you're not cursing my name seven ways 'till Sunday for up and pulling a Houdini on your ass.


(ooc: Just using random icon insets till I update my account! o7))
moveslikestrider: (Her poison will wash away the memory.)

[personal profile] moveslikestrider 2013-02-12 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
You'd be right, and I'm meeting you first. It's a package deal on who is picking you up.

People always randomly disappear from Port, bro.
moveslikestrider: (Nobody else can see this.)

[personal profile] moveslikestrider 2013-02-13 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah. See, that would mean I'd have to confine you to a specific area. While I might have the urge to do that, it would be hypocritical when I went off and died on you.

So let's settle with, what the hell. We talked about keeping communication open, then you go off and get into shit?? How does that work.

Unless they up and nabbed you without your say so. I want the deets on this. In person.
moveslikestrider: (And take me away.)

[Voice - > ACTION]

[personal profile] moveslikestrider 2013-02-14 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it's going to be a thing.

[In less than a minute Dave is walking out of the shadows like he'd been within touching distance of Dirk the whole time. He shuts off his nv shades and replaces them with his normal ones. He doesn't always trust NVs.] Ok, so. Spill it.
reassures: (light ☙ softest grass turns to concrete)

[personal profile] reassures 2013-02-14 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's about another minute before Nill shows up, and she isn't quite as stealthy about the whole thing as Dave is. She just sort of appears out of nowhere, looking a little winded from sprinting across fucking rooftops because she has no idea how to do that flash step thing you guys have.

Regardless, she straightens immediately and starts looking Dirk over, checking for any obvious signs of bleeding or open wounds. She's dressed in the usual black darkness-roaming outfit, but unlike usual she has a backpack, which may or may not have a first aid kit in it.]


Which one was it?

[Enjoy the voice in your head, Dirk! That's probably new for him. Not so much for Dave, though.]