Movie Night II: The Moviening [Open]

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Who| Wash and anyone who wants to come
What| Movie night!
Where| A large, nice lounge on Legion World
When| A few days after Murderworld and the night after the Anon Meme went up
Warnings/Notes| They're watching the Lion King. This should be interesting

It's been a few days since everyone's arrived back from Murder World, and the Anon Meme went up yesterday. Everyone needs a breather. It's time to watch a movie.

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After the movie, Dave waits a little while for people to disperse a bit and for Wash to get his dad-ing out of the way before, just like he had before the movie, appearing behind the couch and leaning over the back of it, cheek resting on his folded arms.

He doesn't say anything right away this time, though. Just stares at Wash with an arched eyebrow, the look somehow obvious and pointed despite the shades.

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Wash had been about ready to start cleaning up when Dave flops over the back of the couch again. Dammit. Well, Wash can't say he wasn't expecting it.

So, like the responsible adult he is, he ignores Dave, pointedly and entirely. He knows there's an I told you so coming down the line; that doesn't mean he wants to hear it.

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Dave waits almost a minute. But it soon becomes obvious that Wash isn't going to engage him first, and, well. For a Time player, he isn't necessarily the most patient person. So he'll be the one to say something first, that's cool.

"I warned you about The Lion King, bro," he says, grinning widely for some reason. "I told you, dog."

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Christ, it's like dealing with the Reds and Blues when they're feeling particularly petulant. Except Dave's a teen, so Wash can't exactly turn the full force of a shut the fuck up on him - not in good conscience, at least.

He gives Dave a short sideways glance and returns to looking straight ahead. Time for a different tactic. "Nice to see you're so happy at your teammates getting upset," he says, very deftly shifting blame. "Way to be a team player."

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"Oh, no." Dave straightens, hand going straight into his pockets. "Don't even try to turn this around on me. You made your bed, now reluctantly lie in it like a whore just trying to get the night over quickly. Stare at the ceiling and think about all the shit you gotta get done tomorrow, maybe that'll make it easier."

Was that analogy too crude? Ah well, fuck it. Too late now.

"If it's any consolation--" he ventures, shrugging slightly, "And I'm sure it isn't, because wow, making Kubo sad? You should feel bad -- but if it helps at all, Karkat is pretty much contantly emotional about everything ever."

It's just. Usually anger.

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Okay, Wash has heard Tucker say some pretty gross stuff before, but holy shit not like that. It's even worse coming out of the mouth of a teenager. Dave definitely has Wash's full attention right now - he's staring, eyebrows up as far as they will go. He needs a response to that, but. What the fuck. Just. What the fuck.

"Okay, one," he finally starts after a moment or two of awkward silence, "I'm getting you a thesaurus, or a book of poetry, or something, because that was messed up-" Just because Dave's swearing up a storm doesn't mean Wash isn't going to self-censor in front of a teenager. "-And I never want to hear you say anything like that again. Two, you can either console me or blame me, but pick one and stick with it. Otherwise you wreck them both. Three, using Kubo is a cheap shot and you know it."

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Awkward silence is a fairly standard response to the kind of stuff that comes out of Dave's mouth sometimes. The true miracle here is that Dave doesn't just power on and continue babbling through the silence. He's always preferred the sound of his own voice to quiet. It's comforting.

The response he does eventually get, however, is met with just an eyebrow arched at that oddly parental lecture, mouth twitching like he isn't sure whether to be amused or a little disturbed by it.

"What's a thesaurus gonna do besides provide me with new and creative ways to same the same shit? Though I resent the implication that I need one. My vocabulary is broad and varied as hell, I know my fuckin' SAT words. And poetry's a dead end too, my sis spent years shoving her purple prose under my nose."

Granted, Rose's poetry was about as creative as Dave's speech in general. She once wrote him a poem about his Bro's pornographic puppets. So probably not the kind of poetry Wash has in mind.

"And I can totally do both at once. I'm a master of multitasking like that. Caring and ripping into a person all at the same time, wow. For instance, I can defend against these lame attempts at redirection and still remember who actually fucked up tonight. And on that subject, you're shit at redirection."