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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 6, 2004 15:54:30 GMT -5
*manages to open one eye to stare wildly around for the noise but is still trembling uncontrollably*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 6, 2004 16:00:47 GMT -5
*pulls him closer(ehich is no mean feet) and starts to run her finger through his hair*
*hoarsely* Please come back to me. I'm sorry for putting you in there.
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 6, 2004 16:15:40 GMT -5
Dark... dark... bad memories... Glen! Glen Lantz! He died that night!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 6, 2004 19:09:52 GMT -5
*still to out of it too care*
What?
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 6, 2004 19:14:59 GMT -5
Glen Lantz! I remember him... oh God... *starts shaking even harder*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 6, 2004 19:22:06 GMT -5
*brings him closer to her and just holds him*
Whos Glen Lantz?
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 6, 2004 19:37:26 GMT -5
*starts to shrink in on himself, the yes wide with fear* B-bbboy... h-hh-hhe g-got eaten b-bbbby the... b-bbb-BED!
(I'm gonna continue in normal speech, but assume he's still stuttering)
I was there the night he got... killed... he got sucked in and he gushed out in a fucking GIANT fountain of blood! And... and... his parents came in, I didn't know what to do, so I hid from them while they cried. Then... a man came in... he had a funny coat on and a hat... and the cigarette hanging out of his mouth... he swore a lot... He said his name, but I don't remember... He walked really off balance like and...-
*As he explains what happened that night, the shivering lessens, he's not chattering as much. All of a sudden, one of his 'friends' pops in.*
Aw, yeah, man. I remember that night. Glazed catsup on the wall, covered everything, man. Little kid with black hair tried talking to me, insane little kid. Rotten vibrations.
... It was you... Raoul, it was you...
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 12, 2004 20:48:15 GMT -5
(continued, why not?)
Me?
Yeah... you weren't exactly subtle or hard to miss. You saved me, man... I don't know how, but I sure as hell wouldn't have gotten out of there alone... I'd forgotten. And Viv you... you reminded me. I don't know whether to kill you or kiss you, frankly. I'm... I'm severely claustrophobic.
Killing's always a good option, y'know...
Shut UP Sheldon.
Aw, William Blake cares about little Zackie poo...
So what if I do?
You don't have any tobacco, do you?
*glower* You know I don't smoke.
*laughs* Hehe, yeah, I know. I do it to bust your balls.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 14, 2004 16:18:30 GMT -5
*listens to the conversation as closley as possible before passing out(which you wouldn't really notcie since they're already on the floor anyway so it wasn't much of a fall)*
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 14, 2004 16:23:35 GMT -5
*hears the slight thump of Viv's head hitting the floor* Oh fuck me... Viv... Viv I'm incompetent and mentally unfit right now, you can't do this to me... Wake up...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 14, 2004 16:26:55 GMT -5
(oh fuck me?)
*remains lifeless and unmoving the only way to tell shes alive is the slow rise and fall of her chest.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 14, 2004 16:40:56 GMT -5
(like 'oh fuck' but with a 'me' on the end)
*lets out a sob before laying down beside he* You're gonna get pneumonia you silly sot...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 14, 2004 16:43:33 GMT -5
(sill sot hm? shall we progress twenty mins?)
*slowly reawakens to a stiff back and a sore head and even more slowly comes to terms with the fact that someone s lying down beside her*
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 14, 2004 16:58:59 GMT -5
(why not?)
*groans as the floor moves under him* Mommy, it's just the monster under my bed, not an earthquake...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 14, 2004 17:13:05 GMT -5
*rolls over and faces him now that she knopws that they are both laying on the floor*
*voice cracking slightly* Zack, sweetie wake up.
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