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( 14 ) video ✶ into the water let it pull him under don’t you lift him let him drown alive
[ the feed opens on two pairs of feet; one large, one smaller. then jenna's voice comes through. ]
Tell you what. I'm going to leave you here, with this broadcasting-- [ the shot jerks a little, exposing an empty and spotless kitchen. ] and that way you can have something to talk to while I try and figure out where we are right now. I'll be back in a flash, you've seen how fast I can move now, and you know I'll hear you. Okay?
[ not waiting for an answer, jenna presses her comm into desmond’s hand and brings it up a little, so his chest is in frame, squeezing his shoulder with her other hand. ] I'll be right back, I promise.
Right. [Desmond sounds... Well shellshocked and crazy pretty much covers it. You can hear him swallow in that sort of pained, half-panting way, like he's out of breath and can't quite manage to calm himself down.] Assuming anyone's still out there, yeah? [He might be talking to Jenna, but she’s already gone. The comm shifts violently, flashing to Desmond’s face for only a half second (long enough to see he has both eyes and doesn't seem to be missing anything vital) and then to the ceiling and then back to the floor.] I don't understand what more it wants from me. Three bloody years of my life, pushing a damned button wasn't enough. I've been to the heart. I saw the light again. It was supposed to put me back. It was supposed to- [The camera swings by so fast you can easily tell that Desmond was gearing up to smash it against the nearest wall before-]
--whoa whoa, hey. Hey, it's okay. It's okay, I'm right here. Des? Desmond? [ she crouches down, taking the comm back into her own hands and setting it on the counter, where it films the tops of their heads for the moment. ] We're fine, look. We're even back in the main part of the ship, so that trek back is cancelled. I'm--
[ she pauses, hand reaching up into the picture again as she reaches for the comm, setting in on her upraised knees so it's more or less centered on the two of them, looking a whole lot worse for the wear. ]
If someone could prove big brother is always watching and figure out what floor we're on for me, that would be great. Who needs civil liberties, anyway? --don't get any extra ideas, Nathan. [ there's a tinge of forced, unnatural cheer to her tone, and her gaze darts over to desmond every few moments as if she needs to make sure he's there and fine. ] And maybe whoever pulls rescue duty, bring him something with a lot of sugar in it? That would be great.
[Desmond rubs his face, weary.] Someone tell Tyke I found what I was lookin' for, yeah? It's all true.
[ she inhales, about to add something else; then she shakes her head, lips pressed together in a tired line and jabs the off button. ]
( ooc | they're on floor thirty eight, where they were dumped after being rescued by ward from some Seriously Bad Metaplot Shit. colors for ease: jenna and desmond. )
Tell you what. I'm going to leave you here, with this broadcasting-- [ the shot jerks a little, exposing an empty and spotless kitchen. ] and that way you can have something to talk to while I try and figure out where we are right now. I'll be back in a flash, you've seen how fast I can move now, and you know I'll hear you. Okay?
[ not waiting for an answer, jenna presses her comm into desmond’s hand and brings it up a little, so his chest is in frame, squeezing his shoulder with her other hand. ] I'll be right back, I promise.
Right. [Desmond sounds... Well shellshocked and crazy pretty much covers it. You can hear him swallow in that sort of pained, half-panting way, like he's out of breath and can't quite manage to calm himself down.] Assuming anyone's still out there, yeah? [He might be talking to Jenna, but she’s already gone. The comm shifts violently, flashing to Desmond’s face for only a half second (long enough to see he has both eyes and doesn't seem to be missing anything vital) and then to the ceiling and then back to the floor.] I don't understand what more it wants from me. Three bloody years of my life, pushing a damned button wasn't enough. I've been to the heart. I saw the light again. It was supposed to put me back. It was supposed to- [The camera swings by so fast you can easily tell that Desmond was gearing up to smash it against the nearest wall before-]
--whoa whoa, hey. Hey, it's okay. It's okay, I'm right here. Des? Desmond? [ she crouches down, taking the comm back into her own hands and setting it on the counter, where it films the tops of their heads for the moment. ] We're fine, look. We're even back in the main part of the ship, so that trek back is cancelled. I'm--
[ she pauses, hand reaching up into the picture again as she reaches for the comm, setting in on her upraised knees so it's more or less centered on the two of them, looking a whole lot worse for the wear. ]
If someone could prove big brother is always watching and figure out what floor we're on for me, that would be great. Who needs civil liberties, anyway? --don't get any extra ideas, Nathan. [ there's a tinge of forced, unnatural cheer to her tone, and her gaze darts over to desmond every few moments as if she needs to make sure he's there and fine. ] And maybe whoever pulls rescue duty, bring him something with a lot of sugar in it? That would be great.
[Desmond rubs his face, weary.] Someone tell Tyke I found what I was lookin' for, yeah? It's all true.
[ she inhales, about to add something else; then she shakes her head, lips pressed together in a tired line and jabs the off button. ]
( ooc | they're on floor thirty eight, where they were dumped after being rescued by ward from some Seriously Bad Metaplot Shit. colors for ease: jenna and desmond. )
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Does anyone have a lock on your location yet? And secondary to that, because I guess this is moot without it, but - do either of you need medical attention?
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[ disoriented, but fine. ]
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Can you tell me what happened to him?
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He-- we-- god. [ there's some real panic simmering, here. ] I'm not joining club cryptic, I just really don't know.
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It's okay. [ Except it's not, because he's had enough of this 'not knowing' bullshit from other people who shall not be named. ]
Just try to stay calm, alright? You're fine now, you're back.
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[ bear with her, josh. ]
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[ Bearing with. He wants her to keep talking, anyway, it's good for staying calm. ]
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Can you talk now? [ Meaning he's here to listen; now or later. ]
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...I don't know what it was, but that's what it felt like. Like, before your brain catches up and your lungs start burning? The scary-peaceful moment where everything is one color and you can't tell time passing or direction and it feels like that's all there is.
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You're sure you're safe now? All in one piece? Mostly in control of your own brain?
I mean - I wish I could do more to help, but - your head's above water, right?
[ This game is called 20 Concerned Questions. ]
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I should have known better to let him go in anywhere that stupid red smiley face thought was a great idea.
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I'm sorry, you what? Did you just say you took Smiley's advice?
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You could still be in shock; you should take it easy, wait for someone to come check you both out.
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[ But now probably isn't the time for interrogations, right. ]
Do you recognize your location at all? [ He knows Jenna said they're sort of lost, but he's more checking to see how coherent Desmond actually is. ]
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Not in the physical sense, brotha. [OH WAIT... You meant... current location. Not... In general. Whoops.]
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Sorry, you don't think you left? Where do you think you are, exactly? And I wouldn't mind a little clarification on why you feel the need to use "physical sense" as a qualifier.
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What island? [ Seriously, he's trying to be supportive, but what the hell are you talking about. ]
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[ Only half bullshit. But he's an ex-werewolf in space, he's not going to belittle anyone else's weird-ass reality. ]
How's it the same, exactly?
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How did you get to the island? I mean, do you actually remember getting there, or was it like this?
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