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[oculusriffs]

TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it


[want to get in touch with Dave? you can leave a TEXT, VOICE, or VIDEO message — or alternatively, he shouldn't be too hard to track down in person.]

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[bu773rfly]

No.

[bu773rfly]

[eight minutes later]
Where's Ryujiddddddddddd

[bu773rfly]

[another three minutes later] Weird dream ignore that. How was the party

[oculusriffs]

[why ignore something when you can offer obnoxious commentary on it!]

were you trying to butterfly type just then
like tap out a greeting with a proboscis
not judging just wondering about the logistics

also it was great right up until the ghost showed up
also are you actually looking for ryuji
i can tell you where he is

[bu773rfly]

Proboscises don't do that that's what legs are for. Do you type with your tongue?

don't answer that though.

No I'm not. Unless that wasn't just a dream. Someone set of fireworks in the cafeteria and robot caught on fire and Ryuji was involved but I don't know how I knew that.

[bu773rfly]

What ghost?

[oculusriffs]

well yeah duh

[she told you not to answer that Dave....]

that kinda sounds more like a tz question than a dave question though

anyway id tell you to go scope it out because outside will answer that a thousand times faster than i can
and fireworks arent implausible atm
but like
the fuck was with those earlier texts
are you okay

[bu773rfly]

I already know she licks things that's not a secret Dave. Don't throw people under the bus.

had a fever yesterday. Sorry for leaving you out of the loop I told maybe three people then slept all day. Can you just take a picture or something??

[oculusriffs]

what
man im not throwing anybody under the bus
just stating blatant fact

yeah ill send you a picture
lemme take care of something first

[he kind of gets the sense that Erika is a bit like him — in the sense that when he's sick or feeling off, he's not all that great at being fussed over.]

[and Dave has a very short list of people and/or things that bring him instant comfort. so instead of barging in and trying to argue over whether she should go check out medbay, even if he'd argue that it's not the worst idea ever, he'll opt for an item off that list: maybe ten minutes after that last text, he casually slides a few packets underneath the door to her apartment and wanders off.]

[it's not as good as fresh apple juice, but the drink packets are close enough.]




[and then later, true to his word, he sends a picture of the hallway leading up to the café. it sort of looks like a simulation of a park got in a fight with a simulation of the interior of a house and nobody has any idea who won.]

[bu773rfly]

[If he thinks he can get away with that with dignity unprodded he's wrong. Five minutes after gift delivery:]

Thank you Dave, love you too.

[The reply to the picture is more immediate.]

Is it solid?

[oculusriffs]

[don't poke the dignity and what little coolkid cred he has left, Erika!!!]

man dont worry about it
its cool

but yeah
its kinda like the memory simulator thing ate a rotten byte and used the entire base as a toilet
thats how bad code works right

[bu773rfly]

No.

[bu773rfly]

Be careful. The simulations are real altered space and if they're not contained you might get lost in another dimension or something. I don't think chances are high but who knows. I'll come take a look ASAP.

[It's like the station all over again, in a way. Complete with a gnawing sense of personal responsibility.]

[oculusriffs]

yeah okay



wait arent you still sick
i mean im guessing you could unshit a code glitch better than anyone
but thats not gonna help if youre sick and also lost in another dimension

[bu773rfly]

So you're volunteering to come with me? Great.

[oculusriffs]

youd be sleuthing the broken simulators even if i backed out right
so yeah
put my name down on the volunteer list
just wait til i get back there

[and some three minutes later, there's a knock at Erika's door.]