[Accidental Audio][Forward-dated to the 29th/post-event]

[brotimaeus]

[[ooc: Because things are fucked up enough for him without his little bro being a sword]]

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[He's not running, but his footsteps are quick, breathing heavy and not panicked, not panicked, because Bro Strider doesn't panic, not even when he wakes up in a hospital bed with the last memories he has still fresh in his mind being told by someone who sounds too calm that he's fictional. Or was.

Under his breath, he's talking to himself.]

Okay, okay, just. Calm down. Take it easy, Bro. This ain't the most fucked up thing you ever got yourself into, just.. Okay. Priorities. One. Find out where the fuck I am and what the hell is really goin' on here 'cause I ain't down with all this 'you ain't real' bullshit.

Two. Two.. find a fuckin' bar.

[His footsteps pause, then resume. The audio cuts off.]

Comments

[cawmemaybe]

I just figured you'd wanna room with Dave, so.

[ He shrugs to show his indifference, but on the inside, he's probably hoping for otherwise. It also bothers him a little that Bro isn't wearing shades, mostly because it just reminds of him that day but alas.

The world barely caters to what he wants. ]

[brotimaeus]

[Bro hooks his thumbs through his belt loops and shrugs as well.]

I am roomin' with Dave, little bro. Just ain't the one I might have expected.

[It's bothering Bro just as much that he doesn't have his shades on, but he'll find some way to fix that as soon as he has his bearings.]

[cawmemaybe]

[ Not the one he might have expected. Okay. ]

Maybe there's an anime glasses shop around here. Could be carrying an extra pair of your shades.

[brotimaeus]

[Excuse his phrasing. He never expected to see you again, kid, never mind here.]

I ain't gonna hold my breath for that.

[His eyes narrow slightly, and he drops his hand back down to his side, draws in a breath, then ruffles Dave's hair.]

You should be gettin' off to school, unless you're after spending some time with me.

[cawmemaybe]

Yeah. Okay. [ He gestures forward with a jerk of his head. ] Housing's down that way. It'd be real hard to miss it.

[ Every bone and nerve in his body is protesting the fact that he's turning away, heading for school. But it doesn't feel right to him to stay with Bro. Dave gets first dibs and shit, y'know. ]

Later, I guess.

[brotimaeus]

Right, yeah.

[And he doesn't want Dave to leave, but..

Bro squints slightly in the direction of the school, then puts his arm around the boy's shoulders.]

How much trouble you gonna get into if you ditch?

[cawmemaybe]

[ If Davesprite wasn't a Strider, it would be easy enough to spot the fact that he just perked the fuck up. But then again, this is Bro. He can probably already tell anyway. ]

They wouldn't even know that I was missing.

[ Translation: let's go come on. ]

[brotimaeus]

[Just what he wanted to hear. Bro grins, and it goes right the way up to his eyes as he lightly steers Davesprite back around and away from the school.

Hell, if he can spend some time with the kid then he's going to.]