[ probably the same thing they would say about the Human Slab they usually see like, chasing someone with a tire iron. i.e. "well that's weird. anyway, time to go on about the business of trying not to starve inside this wall!"
...maybe. but meanwhile: even if d'avin has just momentarily forgotten, or is equally momentarily distracted, eventually he's going to look up and realize hey, alvis hasn't exploded yet and he, personally, has not tried to murder anyone this entire last hour! and that will be such a revelation he might fall over out of relief, so let's hope monkpants is prepared to catch him.
or has a net handy or something. at this point in time, however, d'avin shifts around enough that they can at least look at each other while not like, being any less bodily attached; apparently this means he just became alvis's body pillow, but honestly that sounds kind of awesome. and speaking of speaking of sounds (you see what happened there): ]
That's ...I dunno, at least a soft no to anything that requires batteries. Before caffeine. People teeth though?
[ 'people teeth' is, of course, the technical term; he clacks his together, helpfully. they are a little crooked in places, which is stupidly endearing to some people aka me. ]
Those're fine. A-OK, no negotiation necessary.
[ he actually makes the 👌🏻 hand, because recreational biting is serious (ly fun) business. ]
i like that they're talking about biting here and dutch is already there in the other thread
[ shhhhh let him over-analyze his own position as it relates to the scarbacks, the resistance, and his own personal interest in genuinely helping the individual regardless of whatever other agenda he might have the doesn't actually contradict but sort of sometimes might overpower that specific one despite his best efforts. not that he thinks that highly of himself, but there's a great deal of overthinking things and then dismissing them that sometimes goes hand in hand with intuition, regardless of how well suited one's gut is to working things out for itself.
monkpants can definitely catch him, even if they're out getting breakfast, to disregard literally everything in my first paragraph. what he'll actually do with an armful of relieved ex-soldier once that's happened though - that will depend entirely on the moment.
body pillows are great. honestly alvis is quietly pleased with all the contact - he's been aware as to how his particular method of practising faith can be odd, and even specifically so to d'avin here and there, and while he's got little issue getting casual contact it's still... nice. to receive it from a friend like this. because like it or not they are friends, and more or less have been by default both via their own interaction and because of their other mutual relationships. alvis doesn't often make connections that are this... he's not even sure how to categorize it. that are this. it's appreciated, on a level that he'll probably never be able to articulate save through pretend spiders and dusty junk. ]
People teeth. As opposed to all those other ones I keep handy, damn. [ and really dry commentary, which is in no way at all contradicted by adjusting slightly to be more comfy in this new position d'avin's given them both. also bless gmail for apparently displaying symbols chrome won't?? the 'okay' gesture is dorky even by alvis' standards, but he mostly keeps that to himself bc it's also cute and he won't admit that either. ] I don't keep very much here but caffeine could likely be arranged.
[ ........wait that sounds really like. 'commit'y. maybe that's not right rn. ]
I don't know what kind of teeth you keep around. It could be a scarback thing to wear them as jewelry.
[ ... ]
Come to think of it, that does sound like a scarback thing.
[ Either he really is this blithely airheaded, or he's playing that up, set rough and scratchy against the dry commentary. More of this, what makes it, them, this. This friction that works somehow, wearing away surface impurities all the way down to the reflection underneath. The idea that they're more alike than either of them would, previously, have particularly cared to admit got tacitly passed between them, probably between the pretend spiders and dusty junk.
Anyway, if D'avin parses caffeine as particularly 'commit'y, he doesn't say so. Or maybe he's perfectly okay with at least a little of that commitment business. ]
It's totally, absolutely, vitally necessary. If you can get it without getting up.
[ Out of this huge manacle-armed full body hug, that is. ]
oh, some protestant parents definitely warned their kids about those, especially in the 50s
...maybe. but meanwhile: even if d'avin has just momentarily forgotten, or is equally momentarily distracted, eventually he's going to look up and realize hey, alvis hasn't exploded yet and he, personally, has not tried to murder anyone this entire last hour! and that will be such a revelation he might fall over out of relief, so let's hope monkpants is prepared to catch him.
or has a net handy or something. at this point in time, however, d'avin shifts around enough that they can at least look at each other while not like, being any less bodily attached; apparently this means he just became alvis's body pillow, but honestly that sounds kind of awesome. and speaking of speaking of sounds (you see what happened there): ]
That's ...I dunno, at least a soft no to anything that requires batteries. Before caffeine. People teeth though?
[ 'people teeth' is, of course, the technical term; he clacks his together, helpfully. they are a little crooked in places, which is stupidly endearing to some people aka me. ]
Those're fine. A-OK, no negotiation necessary.
[ he actually makes the 👌🏻 hand, because recreational biting is serious (ly fun) business. ]
i like that they're talking about biting here and dutch is already there in the other thread
monkpants can definitely catch him, even if they're out getting breakfast, to disregard literally everything in my first paragraph. what he'll actually do with an armful of relieved ex-soldier once that's happened though - that will depend entirely on the moment.
body pillows are great. honestly alvis is quietly pleased with all the contact - he's been aware as to how his particular method of practising faith can be odd, and even specifically so to d'avin here and there, and while he's got little issue getting casual contact it's still... nice. to receive it from a friend like this. because like it or not they are friends, and more or less have been by default both via their own interaction and because of their other mutual relationships. alvis doesn't often make connections that are this... he's not even sure how to categorize it. that are this. it's appreciated, on a level that he'll probably never be able to articulate save through pretend spiders and dusty junk. ]
People teeth. As opposed to all those other ones I keep handy, damn. [ and really dry commentary, which is in no way at all contradicted by adjusting slightly to be more comfy in this new position d'avin's given them both. also bless gmail for apparently displaying symbols chrome won't?? the 'okay' gesture is dorky even by alvis' standards, but he mostly keeps that to himself bc it's also cute and he won't admit that either. ] I don't keep very much here but caffeine could likely be arranged.
[ ........wait that sounds really like. 'commit'y. maybe that's not right rn. ]
Should it be necessary.
jesus christ i am SO SHAMED by how long this took
[ inflects d'avin, all mock-offended-- ]
I don't know what kind of teeth you keep around. It could be a scarback thing to wear them as jewelry.
[ ... ]
Come to think of it, that does sound like a scarback thing.
[ Either he really is this blithely airheaded, or he's playing that up, set rough and scratchy against the dry commentary. More of this, what makes it, them, this. This friction that works somehow, wearing away surface impurities all the way down to the reflection underneath. The idea that they're more alike than either of them would, previously, have particularly cared to admit got tacitly passed between them, probably between the pretend spiders and dusty junk.
Anyway, if D'avin parses caffeine as particularly 'commit'y, he doesn't say so. Or maybe he's perfectly okay with at least a little of that commitment business. ]
It's totally, absolutely, vitally necessary. If you can get it without getting up.
[ Out of this huge manacle-armed full body hug, that is. ]