Second Splinter ♡ Text|Action ♡ Backdate▶Dec01

[heartsplintered]

[To anyone so inclined to come looking for him, Dirk's been out of the house most of the day just wandering, climbing shit, hanging out in trees, exploring. He's had Diva with him most of the day as well, and is currently sitting out on the lawn of Casa de Eglonde with him, leaning against the Ponyta's side because he's either an idiot or entirely dead set on getting frostbite, since he left his louder-than-a-traffic-cone jacket inside. His Wingull, as per usual, is perched in his hair, still wearing his silly little scarf. He stays there for a long handful of minutes before he pulls out his gear.]


I don't guess either of the pertinent birthday kids are here today, are they?
Well shit.
Happy Birthday to them anyway. Jake would have fuckin' loved it here.

[He fidgets for a while, and then presses a few keys to filter some messages.]

[Private to Kirigiri Kyouko]

Yo. Sorry to bug you, but while you're around, you got a minute?

[Private to Dave Strider]

I think we need a hot chocolate date or something. Or I at least need to be taught this culinary masterpiece so I can make some for my frozen-ass self.

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[moveslikestrider]

[Dave shrugs at that.] I think that's the whole deal with first relationships. It's what breaks every little thing you were taught and you go shit man I wasn't warned about this. It's a you have to experience it and get burned like the rest of the chumps who had their number called before you did.

You know?

[The bag of tiny marshmallows are dragged over and he drops some of them into his mug.]

We also have a lot of important shit to worry about.