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RESIDENCE ✦ Jackdaw Ranch
GEMBOND ✦ Sapphire
Dear Evan Hansen, we've been way too out of touch.
Things have been crazy and it sucks that we don't talk that much.

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text; turntechGodhead (cw; for some description of bodily harm)

[chumpelstiltskin]

[After a clumsy descent from a tall building, Dave isn't in great shape. He's reasonably sure he did not stick his landing, based on the pain in his ankle. It sort of pales in comparison to the fact that he feels like he just got face fucked with ghost peppers.

His throat burns right down to what feels like the pit of his stomach. What he had previously identified as laboured breathing from running like hell is now ostensibly caused by whatever was in that gas based on the fact that he can taste blood. He looks down at his hands and his skin is burning, raw marks on his exposed palms. He feels prickles under his clothes that suggest it's much the same elsewhere on him.

The route from the building back to his apartment is simple, but he's already disoriented and lost. His goal has shifted from "run the fuck away" to "I need to get these clothes off me and get in a shower" to "oh, I might actually die and I don't know what 911 is here".

Even in this state as he slumps down against a wall (wishing he'd picked a more populated area to try die in) he deliberately skips past Bro in his phone and makes a very quick decision on who he's going to call. Ceej is a pretty safe bet. They got pretty close having a kid together and then losing it, right?

He opens up a message and reads his own writing in front of him:
hey daddy

[He does not remember sending that. Oh god. He's hallucinating. His eyes are burning and the brightness of his screen is mocking him.]

you up?
jk
SOS
sorry
i mean it
SOS


[He drops a pin to his location.]

dream bubbles

[broyonce]

[ dirk doesn't pay much attention to the bubbles, not even when one pops on him. nothing happens so he just goes on with his day, going back out to look for a place to buy some supplies he'd forgotten on his first runs.

but the twin bubble must pop on someone else, because everything fades away and what's left is...

... it's viscerally familiar is what it is. dirk hasn't been here in about... thirteen years. he fell off the map when dave showed up. but here it is, just like always, and he's sitting at the bar with a beer next to him and a drag queen -- his partner, he realizes, at the time, is standing in front of him, fussing over a split lip with a wet napkin. it's still obviously dirk but he doesn't have a hat on, has his shades on the top of the bar, and he's leaner, skinny, tightly wound but a little looser than he normally is. maybe it's the beers.

you're going to get killed one of these days, she says, and dirk laughs, wincing when it stretches the cut and makes it start bleeding again. it feels too real, and things like reality are slipping away into the back of his mind. ]

I'm not going to die until later. I have a while left yet.

[ he sounds so sure of himself, and she sighs and starts dabbing at a cut on his head too. you didn't have to do that, anyway she finally adds, then shakes her head. that eye's gonna bruise, darling, but you're still handsome.

the laugh this time is a little reedy, and the tips of his ears turn pink even in the low light. ]

note left at not-Denny's

[inlutilis]

Ceej! Do you know how to bake a birthday cake?!
I have an important business offer for you!
Okay, maybe not super important, but I could really use your help, I can even pay!
Please get back to me!
[ There's a number attached.... and a small drawing of a circle with two dots for eyes and a large grinning mouth, and "Emil" written next to it. In case he needed a reminder. ]

text; sent at like 3am

[chumpelstiltskin]

you up

text ; notflatearth

[escardos]

so how’s your crush? o v o)

text. un: theseusTremefied.

[broyonce]

how's ginger?

[action]

[chumpelstiltskin]

[Dave is complicit in a day or two of the silent treatment. Mostly because he has a lot of thoughts to sort out and then because he thinks Connor is mad. It leads to some revelations about himself, about his insecurities, about how at any moment one of them could just go home and when he thinks about that he knows he'd regret so much about how things have played out so far.

And then things get freaky when he's texting Connor and not getting answers. Fed up, he decides to just go to his stupid farm and talk it out in person like he should do anyway. He has a lot he needs to tell him to his face.

Blessedly, he escapes the notice of Puff but doesn't get a response when he knocks on the door. He knows how to break in well enough, but there's an eerie silence in the house and it fills him with dread-- but Connor is definitely here.

After padding around calling for him, he's about to assume he's just not in and try again later when he remembers one of the many strange and random factoids he knows about Connor. Sometimes, he just likes to be underwater.

Dave wanders out to the pool, leaning cautiously over it he's sure he sees something..or someone sitting in it. He crouches on his hands and knees and leans over again. Can he hear him if he calls? Probably not. Dave opts to just.. splash his hand gently on the surface of the pool.]