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where are you

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im gonna assume you were in bed then
like most normal unsuspecting people

only question is
where is your room

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[Which is to say he has no idea where he is and he needs to quickly look it up before he actually goes hunting. Luckily the guy didn't seem to be in too much trouble, so maybe he won't be dead when Dave pushes into the door.]

Holy crap. [He steps in and looks around.] Hollah.

[ Kankri, having already known where to find Mituna, is already there, kneeling down by the bed. ]

A human? I'm glad to see Mituna making friends.

[ And here he'd assumed they would be too xenophobic and ableist to get along with someone like Mituna. Very judgmental, Kankri. ]

Might you help me lift this? I don't have much upper body strength, I'm afraid.

[Mituna is wedged in the corner under the bed. His helmet is basically what's holding the half-collapsed bed up, and he's got his head turned to one side so his fingers can scrawl on his journal. He keens softly at the sound of voices]

Dave ith my friend...

[Oh god. Dave double takes as he walks in. That isn't Karkat, Karkat isn't here. It's the super deluxe annoying version of Karkat and Dave contemplates stepping the fuck out. But he can't. Because that would be a douche move.]

I prefer Dave, actually. And yeah, we played Mario Kart and now we're tight.

[He crosses the room and kneels a little ways away from Kankri, resisting the urge to make a quip.

And now that he's down near Mituna:] Sup, bro?

[Now he'll look at Kankri.] On the count of three, then?

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Thank you for coming to his assistance. I'm afraid I don't have the strength to move this on my own.

[ At least someone can look past Mituna's various deficiencies. Kankri's glad about that. Mituna needs more positive interaction. ]

Very well. One....

[From under the bed, and enthusiastic - if somewhat forlorn - voice cries:] Twoooooo!!!

No prob. Helping aliens in need, it's what I do.

[There is both a countdown to helping Mituna and a countdown to Dave triggering Kankri.]

Three. [He's just going to keep up the curt monotone as he lifts upward.]

[ Kankri struggles to lift the bed, but they both manage to get it creaking upwards. ]

I think- there's enough space for you to, to get out now, Mituna. Come on.

[Mituna squirms and wriggles and manages to slide out from under the bed, then he sits up]

That'th better!

You gotta be more careful, my man. Sleeping is fucking dangerous.

[Once Mituna is out from under the bed, Dave lowers it down and moves to stand agan. He gives Mituna a critical look that's hidden behind his shades before holding out a fist that needs bumping.]

Gimme some skin, bro.

[He totally gives skin! Bumping his fist shakily against Dave's, though he misses the first time]

Mituna, are y9u all right? Did y9u hurt y9urself? I can wish f9r m96ility assistance devices if y9u sh9uld need them.

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Just stay where y9u are. I'll 6e right there t9 get y9u 9ut.

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Mituna?

You need a hand, buddy?

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Well, as it just so happens, I've got two hands free to come help ya. I'll be there shortly, okay?

[A short while later, Evan will turn up (he makes it his business to know where everyone he's acquainted with lives), and survey the scene.]

All right Mituna, you're gonna have to help me out here. What are you stuck under?

[His room is rather trashed, mostly because the windows broke and glass went everywhere. One leg of Mituna's bed has broken so it leans drunkenly, and Mituna's helmet is basically supporting the weight. He's squeezed under the bed, head turned to one side so he can see his journal.]

I'm here!

[Hearing Mituna's voice, and seeing the state of his bed, Evan stretches his arms and expands his hands so that they're thrice the normal size, Evan easily lifts the bed off of Mituna, setting it on it's side so it can be repaired later, if needed. Once that's done, he shrinks his hands down to normal so he can turn Mituna over to get a good look at him.]

Good thing you had your helmet on, Mituna. It saved you from getting really seriously hurt. Did you get banged up anywhere else in all this commotion?

My helmet keepth me thafe. [He groans and twitches a little as Evan turns him over, squirming a bit. He's not hurt, at least, but his fingers close around Evan's wrist tightly, not pushing away, but holding on] Did you get big?

Maybe I oughtta get one of those, heh.

[Evan doesn't flinch when Mituna's hand closes around his wrist, and he smiles, nodding at his question.]

You bet I did. That's my power, to make myself bigger and smaller whenever I want. I've heard in the journal that everyone's gathering outside in the garden, so we can figure out what to do next, if the townspeople need any help. Wanna come down with me?

It maketh me look retarded, but it protectth me.

[He sits up awkwardly, still holding onto his wrist] Can you turn any part bigger? [He's way too excited about this idea to think about evacuation]

Bah, I don't think it makes you look retarded. I think it makes you look cool, personally. There's actually a guy on my world called Cyclops, who has to wear a special visor over his eyes, otherwise his powers would come leaking out, and he'd be shooting his laser vision all over everything, heh.

[Evan nods, simultaneously making his ears as big as his head.]

Yup! It's kinda handy, really. I can make my legs longer so I can take longer strides and walk faster, or make my ears bigger so I can hear better. There's pretty much nothing I can't do, near as I can tell.

I uthed to do that! [He holds up his hands to his eyes and makes little shooting noises] Pew pew.

Your matethprit mutht really LOOOOOOOOVE you.

Wow, really? That's pretty cool, Mituna.

[It takes Evan a moment, thinking back on what Aradia had said about troll relationships, before he figures out what Mituna is talking about.]

Oh, I...uhh...don't have a matesprit. I almost had one, but she left the castle.

Yeah, it wath cool. [He sighs faintly, and then listens as he explains about his own former matesprit] Mine ithn't here either. Gotta fondle the thnake all on our lonethome, huh?

And you know what? Even if your powers don't work right now, I bet they're still in there, somewhere. [He points at Mituna's helmet.] Powers have a way of sticking around, even if we don't think they do.

[Aaaaand Evan's a tiny bit embarrassed. He doesn't like to talk about his "private time" much.]

Heh, yeah. Takes a special kinda lady to love guys like us, huh?

Really? [His eyes grow big and round. He takes off his helmet and presses his fingers to his temples] It'th in there? How do I get them back? I want to be better.

[He blinks a little and then frowns] Latula'th thpecial.

I...don't know, Mituna. I just know that our powers are part of who we are. If we had someone here who knew a lot about brains...thinkpans, we could have them take a look at you, and see what happened to make you like this. Maybe you should ask in the journal? I know there's at least one doctor here. if not a few.

[He smiles, sympathetically.]

Latula's your matesprit? You're a lucky guy, Mituna. Maybe she'll come here someday?

[He nods, uncertainly. He long ago gave up hope of fixing things, and his fingers twitch and spasm with the emotion as he reaches out to curl his fingers in Evan's shirt, scooting closer. He wants comfort, but knows it's cheating to do this, so he hunches his shoulders and freezes, fingers curled tight, but doesn't go any further]

Latula'th my matethprit. I don't...remember.

You don't remember? Well that's no good. Could be a loss thing, though. We've all got 'em, buddy.

[Evan, empathizing with Mituna's confusion, wraps his arms around him for a hug. He hasn't had one since the stains were on his skin, when he gave Peter a hug, but it had been a long time even before then. Evan was an affectionate kid, it just took him a while to find people who would come close enough to him to actually give him the affection he wanted.]

[Woah! Mituna stiffens for a second, his eyes widening. He really, really wants to be cuddled, though, but he feels guilty.

With a little whimpering gulp, he tentatively wraps shaking hands around Evan]

I'm thorry...

[Evan shakes his head, maintaining the hug.]

Nothing for you to be sorry for, Mituna. I don't really know how all of this troll relationship stuff works, but everyone needs a friend, right?

Friendth? [His tone is a little hopeful. Slowly, his hands are relaxing, the shaking coming to a halt.]

Yeah! I've never had many, but you're definitely one of them.

[He releases the hug, and ruffles the black dandelion that is Mituna's messy mop of hair.]

[He beams and ducks his head, trying to bat the hand away]

Okay... I'm okay with that.

Good! 'Cause you're stuck with me, heh.

[He grins, before standing up.]

C'mon, let's go out and see if anyone needs our help, hmm?

[He holds a hand out for Mituna to take.]

[Cheerful, Mituna takes the hand trustingly and lets his new friend help him up]

We're thtuck! Okay.

[Evan pulls Mituna to his feet, and nods.]

All right, let's go, dude.

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Edited 2013-04-10 22:57 (UTC)

Backdated to several hours after the earthquake orz

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