telepathy to all

[splinten]

I need everyone who is down for a rescue mission to say what they can do in terms of wrecking shit and/or support skills, and any strategies they have for getting in. We do not need to be stalling on this. Peach is in the goddamned castle and Bowser has not been demonstrably a nice guy, so let's get the fucking hat on and move.

Skills, strategies, plans. Let's get them out and get going.

[ooc: threadhopping obviously allowed and encouraged here!

EDIT: some ooc plotting here!]

Comments

[splinten]

It would definitely be keeping with Strider theme if it just worked on birds.

[It's a joke, and one that he immediately feels like he fucked up. What if Dave doesn't care about 'Strider' theme? That seemed true enough last time. What if Dave doesn't like birds? Or what if Dave doesn't want to joke with him?

He makes himself focus on the task at hand.]

Right now, we're looking at one team to distract and another to get in. Either could use a healer.

[knighthooded]

Let me get with the guys who're going in deep, boss. Even if this is just Strider patented Awesome Avian Aid, bullshit as that would be, I got a sword.

[jokes. jokes are safer to hide in. stupid names, stupid sayings. trying to return it and feeling like he's falling flat. but anything to get these people back.]

[splinten]

[Efforts not to crash a plane with the Striders]

A sword is cool. Swords are fucking awesome.

If you want to go with the infiltration team, no one has any right to stop you. Make it so, Number One.

[what the FUCK did he just say jesus fuck can he go focus on people he loves being abducted now]

[knighthooded]

[...did he just get a codename. that's. that's actually kind of cool, but he doesn't know how to express it because what's a feeling.]

Number One? Sounds kind of James Bond super spy.

I like it.

That make you Number Zero, or what?

[splinten]

I'll be Agent Four Two-Oh.

[stop them]

[knighthooded]

We'll be blazing past their defenses.

[can this actually be stopped]

[splinten]

This rescue mission is going to be dope.

and then, after talking to percy.

[knighthooded]

Why didn't you mention the cop cosplay?

[splinten]

[oh no he fucked up. Dirk is like.... dead silent. For possibly a full minute.]

Sorry. I... was focusing on just getting base information gathered and teams set up?

[knighthooded]

You don't have to apologize.

Just talked to that Percy dude and he mentioned it, is all. Can't promise blue's my color, but hey, we'll rock it.

You alright? With the. Organizing and everything.

[god, he needs to stop. he needs to stop trying to help, it's just all this nervous energy floating around him because it's Jade and he just wants to talk and ramble and he's making this worse.]

[splinten]

[He doesn't have to apologize? There's a brief flicker of confused relief before Dirk tightens his control on the telepathy.]

Ok, cool.

Are you. Offering to help? Or.

[knighthooded]

Yeah. Beats sitting on my ass until we have to move.

[more like pacing around his apartment and being worried sick.]

private

[splinten]

[a pause, before he switches the message to one-to-one telepathy]

That's basically entirely what I'm doing right now. Just... sitting on my fucking ass here.

[knighthooded]

You're planning. Coordinating shit. At least that's something.

[but he gets it. he gets wanting to be out there, tearing down the walls, bringing them back. it's frustrating to not be doing that, and there's a tinge of sympathy in his thoughts, careful and small.]

[splinten]

I've done about as much of that as I can. So at this point it's just waiting.

[Which sucks? He hates it. He wants to blow something up.

Dave's sympathy is careful and small; Dirk feels it, and there's a weird mix of confusion and hope before Dirk gets a grip on himself and simply sticks to gratitude.]