019 [ video | OTA ]

[merlinianblood]

[Dave's certain word must have spread about his condition while he was out of it (he won't say coma, won't think it, won't let that voice in the back of his head say you're lucky to be alive, you know, even though he knows it's true), so he's sure people might be relieved to hear that he's okay.

For the most part, anyway.

His heart's not really in

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[Video]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

[When Lottie sees Dave on the comm, she flails over to her own, quickly turning it on to respond.]

Oh, Dave, I was so worried you weren't evah goin' t'wake up...

[merlinianblood]

[Part of him wishes he just shut the comm off immediately after sending that out, but... too late. He tries his best at a smile for Lottie, but the corners of his mouth barely tweak upward.]

Yeah.

Me too.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

[Lottie can see you're trying Dave, and that's all that matters. Frankly, she's not feeling like rainbows and sunshine, herself.]

You goin' t'be alright? You still don't look so good.

[merlinianblood]

I dunno. I feel...

[He shrugs.]

Shitty.

Kind of like I've been in a coma for a week, you know?

[HA HA POOR ATTEMPT AT HUMOR.]

[video]

[notsoscaryname]

[holy shit]

D-Dave?

[he's still alive?

APPARENTLY. Even though he looks like crap.]

Are...uh, are you okay?

[video!]

[merlinianblood]

Hey, Hiccup.

[IT WILL TAKE MORE THAN AN EPIC MELTDOWN TO KILL DAVE. He's like the Hulk. Or something.]

I'm...

Uh.

Here.

Are you?

[video!]

[notsoscaryname]

[well, that didn't answer his question in any way whatsoever.]

Oh, uh, I'm...

...here, too. Except, 'here' is...kind of subjective, so I'm actually over at--

Okay, um, actually! You know what. I think, I'm going to come over to you. Just...tell me where you are?

[please, Dave? Hiccup is so worried right now. 8C]

[merlinianblood]

...yeah. Yeah, sure.

I'm actually just in my room, so you can come over. The door's unlocked.

[But it's kind of dark in there.

Dave will be nice and turn a light on for Hiccup.]

[merelyaladdin]

Welcome back.

[Aladdin frowned worriedly as he spoke. What else could he say? He was alive, yes, but it was obvious that Dave was still far from well.]

[merlinianblood]

Thanks.

[He notices Aladdin's look and frowns as well, though his is an irritated sort of frown. Pity isn't something he wants right now, but he'll let it go.]

So, ah.

What's up?

[merelyaladdin]

[It was concern rather than pity. It was also automatic, given the circumstances.]

Not much. It's quiet without classes to worry about.

[merlinianblood]

[Unfortunately, Dave can't really tell the difference at the moment.]

Yeah. You doing anything to kill the time?

[newyorkbynight]

We're fine. The stadium isn't, but it can be repaired. When you're feeling up to it, I'd like to talk to you about what happened that night.

[It wasn't a question. She wasn't asking.]

[merlinianblood]

Oh.

Right, of course.

[Dave rubs the back of his head for a moment, wincing at a bruise, then frowns.]

Maybe later in the week?

[newyorkbynight]

Drop by my office. I'll be there.

[merlinianblood]

Sure.

...just so I know now, am I gonna get detention?

[audio]

[str8up_sinister]

[Even after all the magic he's used, he still look like complete hell. There's no way he's going for video now.

It's not because he doesn't want to look Dave in the eye. Not at all.]

I don't want your apologies.

[audio]

[merlinianblood]

[If Drake's not going to use video, Dave won't, either. No use in staring at a black screen.]

...fair enough.

Are you-

[He clears his throat.]

Are you okay?

[audio]

[str8up_sinister]

Nothing broken, if that's what you mean.

[Except his pride, of course.]

[merlinianblood]

Okay. That's... good, I guess.

[There's a long pause before Dave speaks again.]

Could you maybe... um. Tell me what happened that night? I don't remember most of it, to be honest. Just pieces.