[He'd been nervous and restless before the concert. None of that is present now. It's like someone opened a door inside of him and all of his potential poured through. There's nothing but the music and and the voices that should be in it. He doesn't stay stationary, but only moves when he feels he should. It's a lot like managing time to him, every motion is all about instinct and what feels right.
As long as he's up here, there's nothing else.
It's not the Dave Strider people talk to on a day to day basis, not even the one some saw when they fought for their lives. He's alive and confident yet there's always a message in everything he does. Whatever that is only he knows.]
Having fun, tonight?
[He knows they are and a small smile is there and gone again on his face.]
After - Scenario B
[He doesn't run, but once everything comes to a close, he's gone. Dave escapes to some out of the way spot to just breathe. A concert isn't like everyone's lives riding on what he can do but the pressure is crazy. He has no idea how Bro is so unfazed by it.
He pushes his shades up to let the bright lights clear his head. Things had been fine up there. Here, well damn. His knees give and he lets them, sliding down the wall to sit down.] ...how did you do it, Dave.
[Minutes pass by before he uncaps the bottle of water he'd been nursing since the beginning while waiting for his turn to stand up and be heard. The water helps him a settle enough to act like he's just waiting around to go. While that's true, it's not entirely accurate.]
During the concert, after the concert.
[He'd been nervous and restless before the concert. None of that is present now. It's like someone opened a door inside of him and all of his potential poured through. There's nothing but the music and and the voices that should be in it. He doesn't stay stationary, but only moves when he feels he should. It's a lot like managing time to him, every motion is all about instinct and what feels right.
As long as he's up here, there's nothing else.
It's not the Dave Strider people talk to on a day to day basis, not even the one some saw when they fought for their lives. He's alive and confident yet there's always a message in everything he does. Whatever that is only he knows.]
Having fun, tonight?
[He knows they are and a small smile is there and gone again on his face.]
After - Scenario B
[He doesn't run, but once everything comes to a close, he's gone. Dave escapes to some out of the way spot to just breathe. A concert isn't like everyone's lives riding on what he can do but the pressure is crazy. He has no idea how Bro is so unfazed by it.
He pushes his shades up to let the bright lights clear his head. Things had been fine up there. Here, well damn. His knees give and he lets them, sliding down the wall to sit down.] ...how did you do it, Dave.
[Minutes pass by before he uncaps the bottle of water he'd been nursing since the beginning while waiting for his turn to stand up and be heard. The water helps him a settle enough to act like he's just waiting around to go. While that's true, it's not entirely accurate.]