[ dave leans back immediately, eyes blown wide under his shades, as that...happens. sailor saturn reborn is a reincarnation and has enough Weird Time Shit looped in from lifetimes lived before, iirc, that it's an immediate sense of incongruity that nevertheless...belongs.
it's...
not the weirdest thing he's ever seen. or felt.
but all the same he elbows dirk in the side like that's going to help something, or like it at all matches what he should be doing in this moment. maybe like. asking? what is going on? or? ]
Hey, we could see that abstraction, right?
[ he's apparently still concerned about whether or not he can acknowledge other people's transformation and magical attack sequences. but also, he's just trying to deal with the sudden addition of so much time in the same location as himself by focusing on the first stupid topic to come to hand. ]
[ Sailor Saturn turns to face them properly. Her steps are very deliberate and very slow because her dramatic appearance has to be accompanied by some kind of gravitas. ]
It's premature, but she made it happen by her own determination. I only appear when I'm needed.
[ Her tone implies she's not too needed at the moment since the world doesn't need to be destroyed (probably). ]
Didn't say that. Just happen to like the kid a lot.
[ the response is lightning-quick although he doesn't ask for clarification. so long as he can relax on that regard it's fine because - well, hotaru not being around at all - and this person is talking about her like she's someone else entirely - would suck. so. ]
Also, you set me off-balance. [ with the addition of time, rather than the magical girl transformation - that was actually really normal by dave's standards of "weird". ] But hey, you want us to make some tea and biscuits and shit and have a tea party, why the fuck not. Dirk will print you up an official e-vite.
[ It's cute how many people like and accept Hotaru here. It makes her feel almost... proud. ]
I don't need you to make me feel welcome. [ At least she knows what an e-vite is because absorbing memories from Hotaru is a lot easier than the other way around. ]
[ someone save sailor saturn from dave because he continues to be casual and mostly baffled ]
I didn't say I sensed anything.
[ dave opts to be randomly obstinate about this for a second, but: ]
So, like, if we WERE allowed to see that, are you gonna explain what that was or like. Not. Just so I know if I'm accepting the confusion thing here or what?
I put you off-balance. [ Obviously, her just showing up didn't do it because he's being so casual? Dave, please. She may have awakened today, but she wasn't born yesterday. ]
We're not in our home solar system, so the rules manifest differently. [ She taps her glaive against the ground. ] Protected by Saturn, the Planet of Ruin, I am the Soldier of Silence, Sailor Saturn.
[ And that's it. She says that like that explains everything and should make a person not confused. Maybe her lips curve in the slightest of smallest of smiles and maybe they don't. ]
[ WHY IS HE BEING ATTACKED more importantly why isn't dirk. dave elbows dirk again, as though this will help anything at all ever. ]
You're old as balls.
[ ... ]
Shit you're also a twelve-year-old girl let's like, erase that, reword it, record scratch that out of existence - uh, there's a fuckin' displacement here where a bunch of time came way the fuck out of nowhere and it gave me goosebumps, to put it in layman's terms which aren't remotely accurate?
[ uh. also. ]
Nice title? Saturn's a neat planet. Should we like be listing off our titles now? I feel like we should. With like, poses. Dirk, why the fuck don't we have poses?
Are you sayin' you're unwillin' to make up a shitty title pose with me? Disowned.
[ dave crosses his arms, peering at hotaru over his shades for once, looking at something that isn't there at all. eons and numbers that mean nothing at all to anyone else. ]
I am born from another millennium. Dirk Strider is not wrong. Had Hotaru's past gone its original route, there would have been no reason for my time to appear or for our souls to awaken and merge.
[ She holds up the lump of clay and tilts her head in a poor semblance of a nod. ]
For the things you both build and the things you both wear, poses shouldn't be out of the question.
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[ dave leans back immediately, eyes blown wide under his shades, as that...happens. sailor saturn reborn is a reincarnation and has enough Weird Time Shit looped in from lifetimes lived before, iirc, that it's an immediate sense of incongruity that nevertheless...belongs.
it's...
not the weirdest thing he's ever seen. or felt.
but all the same he elbows dirk in the side like that's going to help something, or like it at all matches what he should be doing in this moment. maybe like. asking? what is going on? or? ]
Hey, we could see that abstraction, right?
[ he's apparently still concerned about whether or not he can acknowledge other people's transformation and magical attack sequences. but also, he's just trying to deal with the sudden addition of so much time in the same location as himself by focusing on the first stupid topic to come to hand. ]
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No, Dave. It's just you.
[Yes, they all saw it. But his focus is kinda on Sailor Saturn here.]
Okay, so that was really cool, but I wanna be sure that was supposed to happen.
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It's premature, but she made it happen by her own determination. I only appear when I'm needed.
[ Her tone implies she's not too needed at the moment since the world doesn't need to be destroyed (probably). ]
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That's...cool? Is she, uh, coming back?
[ it was asking that or saying "so, you're old as balls" ]
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Am I an uninvited guest here as well? She has to bear the weight of all my memories.
[ So eventually. ]
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[ the response is lightning-quick although he doesn't ask for clarification. so long as he can relax on that regard it's fine because - well, hotaru not being around at all - and this person is talking about her like she's someone else entirely - would suck. so. ]
Also, you set me off-balance. [ with the addition of time, rather than the magical girl transformation - that was actually really normal by dave's standards of "weird". ] But hey, you want us to make some tea and biscuits and shit and have a tea party, why the fuck not. Dirk will print you up an official e-vite.
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I don't need you to make me feel welcome. [ At least she knows what an e-vite is because absorbing memories from Hotaru is a lot easier than the other way around. ]
What do you sense?
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I didn't say I sensed anything.
[ dave opts to be randomly obstinate about this for a second, but: ]
So, like, if we WERE allowed to see that, are you gonna explain what that was or like. Not. Just so I know if I'm accepting the confusion thing here or what?
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We're not in our home solar system, so the rules manifest differently. [ She taps her glaive against the ground. ] Protected by Saturn, the Planet of Ruin, I am the Soldier of Silence, Sailor Saturn.
[ And that's it. She says that like that explains everything and should make a person not confused. Maybe her lips curve in the slightest of smallest of smiles and maybe they don't. ]
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You're old as balls.
[ ... ]
Shit you're also a twelve-year-old girl let's like, erase that, reword it, record scratch that out of existence - uh, there's a fuckin' displacement here where a bunch of time came way the fuck out of nowhere and it gave me goosebumps, to put it in layman's terms which aren't remotely accurate?
[ uh. also. ]
Nice title? Saturn's a neat planet. Should we like be listing off our titles now? I feel like we should. With like, poses. Dirk, why the fuck don't we have poses?
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[Hm.]
It's like a merged soul, not parasitic like Mistress Nine.
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[ dave crosses his arms, peering at hotaru over his shades for once, looking at something that isn't there at all. eons and numbers that mean nothing at all to anyone else. ]
You could've led with that, dude.
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[ She holds up the lump of clay and tilts her head in a poor semblance of a nod. ]
For the things you both build and the things you both wear, poses shouldn't be out of the question.
[ She's very straight-faced. ]
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[He'll let Dave reply to the sass? Since Dave loves to. Although Dirk feels it is unfair Jake's costuming isn't also being dragged.]
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I cannot be separated until she dies.
[ She pauses, tilts her head, slants her gaze at Dirk but doesn't look at him straight on. ]
Cannot may be too strong a word.