video | 003 | day 35

[rigging]

[ He means for the broadcast to be private, but his expression and the circles under his eyes are probably indicators that sleep deprivation is the cause for his mistake. He rubs at his face and curls up more tightly, hood pulled up over his head. ]

Hey, uh. Bruce. Y'there? I gotta talk t'you about something. Remember what I told you about? I think it might be happening.

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[PRIVATE]

[onteamdyson]

WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN, DUDE?!

[That was much screaming and frantic glaring into the device. Enjoy that, Jesse. It's a blessing compared to the word vomit about to follow.]

I can't deal with this! I can't handle this alone! I don't know what the fuck I'm doing! Should he sleep? Should I not let him sleep? Should I hover awkwardly outside his door watching him every second because you're not here and I don't know what the hell to do. P.s? You suck at privacy mode! Probs because you're a mess. Look at your FACE! ... No don't look. She'll see you. Don't look at your face!

[PRIVATE]

[rigging]

[ HA SHIT wow, that's some yelling. Jesse flinches when Kenzi's voice and face comes up on the screen, and he feels bad, he does, he shouldn't have left her there alone with him, but he can't handle this all over again. He takes a deep breath. ]

Sorry - sorry, Kenz, m'sorry, I been. I been trying to figure out what t'do, I shouldn't've left y'there, just - don't let him sleep, if y'can, I'll come... come back soon. [ He coughs. ] Wait - who? Who'll see me? What?

[PRIVATE]

[onteamdyson]

He can't just not sleep, Jesse! Neither can you. I've seen what not sleeping does to a person. It fucks them up. You can die from it. [Not gonna say why she's seen it. Nope. Not doing that.] It's probably fine if there's two of us. Just come home. [So dejected. Totes deflated. Also ugh since when did this shitty place become home?]

... No one. Never mind. Stop avoiding the subject at hand! Jeeze. [She's probably not even after Jesse! Just Kenzi. Oh man. Oh god, where is she?]

[PRIVATE]

[rigging]

I done it before, I can do it again. [ Jesse snaps. Stops. Takes a breath. ] Look, I'll - I'll be back soon, okay. [ He swallows hard. ] Gimme. Gimme a bit and I'll head there and I'll take over, okay?

... You ain't seeing things, are you? Hearing things? Or - nightmares, no nightmares, right?

[PRIVATE]

[onteamdyson]

How much is a bit? Because it's been already been a bit. [How dare you snap at her, Finch! So what if you're crabby. She's here taking care of your boy like you're supposed to.] Hey, I don't mind. I can do it. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it, but you guys are supposed to be in this together, remember? I can help you, too. You won't be doing it alone, dude, come on.

[Eye. roll.] Don't worry about it. I sleep just fine. [If she sleeps. If the bathrooms are blocked off.]

[greenisnteasy]

I remember.

[Bruce's concern is twofold. Jesse's not feeling well, clearly, and the recent messages on the network have been disturbing, but Bruce is also worried about himself -- or to be more precise, afraid for himself. This place could have brought Blonsky here, and all those times Bruce caught a glimpse of him around town or outside his window -- they could have been real.

His father, too.]

What's going on?

[private]

[rigging]

[ He's already realized that this isn't private, and he's scrambling to make it so. ] I think the nightmare's here. Somewhere. I been seeing it, I think, I can't sleep.

You seen anything off?

[greenisnteasy]

I don't know. [His confusion slips away, and he shakes his head.] No. Nothing.

What's the nightmare look like?

[rigging]

A dog. S'like a dog, Galen called it Jones. [ He scrubs his hand through his hair. ] Dog made of snakes and smoke, yeah? I seen it wandering, but when it knows m'looking it vanishes.

I dunno - I dunno what t'do, I can't stop it. I gotta but I dunno how. I just figured - yer a doctor, kinda, right, and... and I dunno. M'so twitchy, I can't think. [ And he is; he's fidgeting like crazy. ]

[ video ]

[gleans]

... Jesse, what are you talking about? Where the hell are you?

[ video ]

[rigging]

Nothing. [ internal panicking wow that's fun ] Couldn't sleep. M'out walking.

[gleans]

What do you think is happening? What's wrong?

[rigging]

Nothing, just somethin' me n' Bruce was working on. It ain't a big deal, alright, drop it.

[magnets]

You look like shit, bro.

[rigging]

Gee, thanks. You this charming with everybody y'never met? [ HE'S PRETTY DAMMIT ]

[magnets]

[ You're welcome, buddy!! ] It's just an observation, yo. And that observation is you look like you haven't slept in like a week.

[private]

[rigging]

[ His initial reaction is to bite, and he looks pissy, but he stops himself. Let him private this. ] Look, there's a reason for that, and m'saying you might wanna be careful, too, alright? Sleeping might end up like a bad choice.

[charring]

[Charlie knows what insomnia looks like. She suffers from it, herself. And if that isn't insomnia, it sure looks a hell of a lot similar. So she's cautious when she speaks. And concerned.]

You okay?

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[ It's something similar, just - more forced. He breathes out slow. ] Yeah. M'fine. Didn't exactly mean t'air out my dirty laundry, y'know?

[charring]

It happens to the best of us, I'm sure.

[rigging]

Yeah, no kidding. [ He mutters it. ] ... You new here?

[ video; private - derp late to da party ]

[afallenstar]

Jesse... [ Concerned voice is concerned, and what do you know, it comes with a concerned expression too. ] Is everything alright?

[ video; private ]

[rigging]

[ Jesse's just a little twitchy. Or a lot. ] Mmf. Fine. Are you? Don't worry 'bout me.

[ video; private ]

[afallenstar]

Of course I'm fine. [ So not helping her not worry, Jesse. In fact that's pretty much the guaranteed way to make her worry more. ] What's going on, you look- [ Terrible? ] ...tired.

[ video; private ]

[rigging]

I am tired. D'you sleep? I dunno that angels sleep. I dunno that angels have nightmares, do they?