Event: Consolidation Theory, Part One and Two

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Characters: red-marked characters
Location: ???
Date: Morning & Day 353
Summary: You wake up in a cell.
Warnings: general horror warnings; please note in subject lines for anything specific that comes up

Consolidation Theory OOC Post
Part Two OOC Post

Comments

[devoutish]

Yeah. But it's still working round the issue.

[phaseshifter]

Not much else that can be done, dude. But I promise I won't ... Iunno, refuse to be fed and insist my food goes to Rhys or anything. Does that work?

[devoutish]

Yeah. Have a good sleep if you can, as well. Rest.

[phaseshifter]

You too, Alfie.

[ You know what's great? Going to sleep knowing everything's going to be fine and nothing awful will happen overnight that will make you do Questionable Things in the morning. ]

[devoutish]

[He falls silent, and outside of talking to Royce, he'll mostly keep to himself for the next few hours. Later, though, after he's been wheeled away and brought back, he calls out again.]

Angel.

[phaseshifter]

'M here.

[ She's been taken and brought back too, by this point. She's not doing as badly as some, though. If she stays still, with her eyes shut, and doesn't think too much about everything, she's fine. ]

You okay?

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[Just puking and hallucinating and being nauseated, nbd.]

Have you got sunlight in there?

[phaseshifter]

No. Just - just the fake kind. Reminds me of home.

[ Ha. ]

D'you?

[devoutish]

Nah, it's gone.

[phaseshifter]

Have you tried closing your eyes? You might see it that way.

[devoutish]

That's fucking ridiculous, Angel.

[phaseshifter]

It is if you take it literally. I'm saying im-imagine it. It has to be better than what you can see.

[devoutish]

Think I'm hallucinating.

[He mutters. It's probably only just barely audible to her.]

[phaseshifter]

[ Barely audible is enough, of course. She's a listener. ]

...Is it causing you distress?

[devoutish]

Yeah, it's causing me fucking distress.

[He's not really swearing at her, he's just in a swear-y mood. As per usual.]

Yeah. A great many fucking things are causing me distress right now.

[phaseshifter]

[ She has to laugh, just a bit. Alfies gonna Alfie. ]

Is it just the sun you are... were seeing? Nothing worse?

[devoutish]

Sunlight.

[He touches his cheek, even though she probably can't see him well.]

Sunlight on my face, coming through...

[... Somewhere. There's no window.]

[phaseshifter]

[ Oh. Oh, Alfie. ]

You'll see the real thing again soon. Maybe even the kind of sun that isn't all cr-crappy and snowbound, after that. Imagine.

[devoutish]

This sun was a nice sun. Warm and hot.

[phaseshifter]

Eesh, it's been years since I felt that. Kinda jelly. Is it like that back home for you?

[ l o l ]

[devoutish]

No, not at home. London's rainy. You've got to go to the country to see more of the sun.

[phaseshifter]

You're gonna visit when you get back, right? You have to. Touch some grass for me.

[devoutish]

When I get back, I'm gonna retire to the north and buy a farm and a fucking pony.

[On the list of things that he thinks will never happen: this.]

[phaseshifter]

A pony? You can't even hug those!

[ Especially if they're made of diamonds like Jack's was. LAME!! ]

I have to suggest puppies instead. Maybe ten or so? That seems like enough. Ish.

[devoutish]

Did you know I've got dogs?