#with: david

[isaacapatow]

with @davxdalexander | the training yard

It wasn't often that Ike approached David about anything in town, really -- not that he avoided the guy, they just didn't have too much in common. They weren't shoot-the-shit pals.

So when he found David doing target practice or some damn hero thing or the other, Ike was pretty sure the other man would know that this would be a conversation about something specific. And that was good; it would give him a minute or two to gird up his loins as he saw Ike approaching. Just so long as he didn't also get defensive right off the bat. This was gonna be a delicate enough situation as it was.

"Hey, man," Ike said, and glanced around for a moment. No sign of the girl Meg's presence; that was good. Finding David here teaching her to fight would've added a layer of complication. "I need to float something past you, about the Daybreakers."

[zackastor]

starter for: @davxdalexander

location: creek inside Redwood's forest

Zack didn't dislike David. The man was a capable enough hunter, even if he was as emotive as a brick wall. It was just that Zack thought that he was better. No shame in admitting that, was it? Didn't mean that Zack couldn't still go on a hunting trip with the guy.

They had trailed pretty far out into the forest. Seemed like the animals were pretty good at hiding today - few tracks, not much they could really trail. When they reached the creek, the sun was already pretty high on the horizon. "Well, damn. We've been out here for a few hours already. And nothing to show for it. Well, better get off your ass bud." He clapped David on the shoulder with what probably looked like a cordial grin, before turning to face the creek.

His expression got more serious when he saw the deer, just a few feet off in the underbrush on the other side. Thing had to be deaf, if it hadn't heard Zack talking, but by the looks of it it wasn't gonna run away. "Well, I'll be damned." Zack muttered, dropping his voice to a low murmur, before casting a glance at David. "Think ya can catch it, buddy?"

[vallaurent]

starter for: @davxdalexander

location: David's house

Some things were different when coming back from the ranch. Maybe that was a given, considering what had happened there, but it still caught Val off guard in ways she hadn't expected. Like the restlessness. As if something had taken ahold of her, driving her around and only getting worse when she wasn't doing anything. It was easy enough to keep busy during the day, even with things slowing and settling. The nights were the worst.

And that was why she was here. It wasn't quite night yet, rather late evening when she knocked on David's door. Nestled in the rather big jacket she'd grabbed from the supermarket a while back, she blew out white clouds of smoke until the door opened. "Hey." Val gave him a smile. "Hope I ain't botherin' ya. Or knocked ya out of bed. Literally."

She chuckled at her own joke, which was a probably a lot funnier due to lack of sleep. "Mind havin' me for a while? I brought some cookies and grape juice, since ya don't drink wine. They're oatmeal-raisin, though. The chocolate chip one's been decimated."

[nando161mando]

[machetesquirrel]

I’m just going to leave this here

[hoopskirt]

Goodbye Mr. Lynch I’ll see you in my dreams

[marisatomay]

People might bring up Vincent van Gogh as an example of a painter who did great work in spite of, or because of, his suffering. I like to think that van Gogh would have been even more prolific and even greater if he wasn't so restricted by the things tormenting him. I don't think it was pain that made him so great, I think painting brought him whatever happiness he had.

—David Lynch

[thornetabris]

rest in peace you fucking legend

[crow-thing]

Me when a character starts experiencing an agonizingly, Horrifically, painful transformation :

[isaacapatow]

* * JUNKYARD CONVO WITH @davxdalexander

ike has a change of location to make and enlists david.

ike apatow: -he'd been setting out to head across town to locate David, but happened to see him walking towards the watch tower; Ike puts his fingers to his mouth and whistles, loud and sharp- Hey! Davey-boy. You got a minute?

David Alexander: -David is rather annoyed that his shoulder had to be rebandaged and has taken up some shifts at the guard tower so he can feel useful. He's about to approach one when he hears the loud whistle and spots Ike. His route redirects so he can approach the head raider- Yeah, Ike, how can I help ya?

ike apatow: I got a little errand I wanna ... -trails off as he sees the way David's holding his shoulder- You hurt?

David Alexander: What?....Oh, -he stops as he looks at his shoulder- Yeah, it's fine. Just the old bullet wound I took for Zack acting up. I'm fine. What's the errand?

ike apatow: I want somebody to help me carry some stuff.

David Alexander: Ahh....-damn he was gonna kill Zack- How much stuff?

ike apatow: -he walks back towards his doorway, nudging a military duffle with his sneaker- That. There's two bags, I can manage the other one but not both and I'd rather get 'em both shifted at once.

David Alexander: -David glances at the doorway and the bags. Oh those wouldn't be bad- I can take the other. It's no big deal.

ike apatow: -blowing out a grateful breath- Thanks, man. That's helpful. -he leans inside to grab the other bag, bigger and bulkier, shifting it on his shoulder till it's in a more comfortable position- We gotta head outside, so - front gate.

David Alexander: -David gives him a nod and waits for Ike to grab one of the bags before grabbing the other and slinging it over his shoulder. He adjusts to just to make sure it's not gonna slip and fall before nodding- So, how far out are we headin'?

ike apatow: Ginny's house by the graveyard. Not that far. -glances over as they walk- Zack still sharpening his teeth on you? He keeps jumping me every chance he goddamn gets.

David Alexander: Yep. -he feels a slight relief that the place they're going is not far at all- You're not the only one. He likes to take his shots out on the bad shoulder any chance he gets.

ike apatow: -grunts, shaking his head- I don't know what's up with that guy. He skipped getting his rabies shots.

David Alexander: I don't know if it's that. He's got something going on but fuck if I know what it is. Other than he thinks just about all of us are inept in our jobs.

ike apatow: He's pretty vocal about that, yeah. You, uh ... you got any ideas on how to handle him?

David Alexander: Working on it. Right now he's extra abrasive because of the Daybreakers shit. I'm currently just not giving him any ammunition.

ike apatow: Okay. -shifts his bag around a bit as they reach the front gates-

David Alexander: -David casts Ike a look as the gates open to let them out- So what's with the trip to Ginny's old place?

ike apatow: It's not a trip. I'm moving.

David Alexander: To outside the walls? Ya sure that's a good idea?

ike apatow: You think it was all right for Ginny to live there and not a seasoned raider like me? -cocks a grin at David as they head out the gates and the guards pull them shut- I'll be fine, Davey. Besides, people come out to the graveyard all the time, and the watchtower's right there. Nothing to worry about.

David Alexander: Honestly I didn't like the idea of her staying out here either. It's too risky outside for anyone.

ike apatow: Well, not for me, it isn't.

David Alexander: I know better than trying to argue with ya, Ike. Just expressing my own concerns is all.

ike apatow: Listen! I wanted you to help me move because I specifically wanted somebody who wouldn't care. Don't be concerned about me and ruin my assumptions, gawd dammit. -he doesn't break stride, but he leans over slightly to bump into David a bit as they walk up to the cottage-

David Alexander: -David originally just glanced at Ike, confused a bit, but when he nudged him he realized the connotation and nodded with a soft huff of a laugh under his breath- Alright, alright, I'll stop ruining your vision.

ike apatow: Thank god. -they reach the gate, and Ike sticks his hand under the duffle strap without waiting for David to hand it over, tugging it off David's shoulder himself- All right. Thanks for the assist, man, even with your shoulder and all.

David Alexander: -David comes to a stop and lets Ike pull the bag off his shoulder. He nods at him and sticks his hands in his pockets- Yeah, o'course. Happy to help where I can.

ike apatow: -opening the gate, Ike trots inside, although when it comes to angling himself through the front door while neglecting to take off at least one of the bags, he gets stuck and struggles for a minute before swearing loudly and eventually managing, giving David a salute before he shuts it-

[melonfacade]

[beguilingcorpse]

[specterthief]

so crunchyroll is fucking evil

[leonardcohenofficial]

[cronenburger]

“One day the sadness will end.

But I don’t think today’s the day.”

David Lynch