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!]

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[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.]

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[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.]