ataraxion | ∟004 ► Voice | after four luscious days of dreaming bliss

[Alex hasn't exactly been the best at sleeping since -- well, since before his brother died, really. There's his time in the hospital where they had him knocked out on medications, but he honestly has a hard time remembering any of that. Too busy living in his own little world, mostly. Since Silent Hill? He's not a fan of sleeping, period; having a few hours is good enough, and if Heather ever poked him in the direction of sleeping pills he'd have to pass on that for a number of reasons that's hard to really talk about, even with her. He's not too proud of his stint with psychosis.

But talking in general is getting easier (and maybe he should hit up that Irene chick for her heart-to-heart she asked for; maybe he will). Just like... sleeping has. In fact, he wakes up ten hours later with his eyes practically glued shut and has to roll himself out of a dreamy lounge. The dreams were good -- Josh alive and not cold and blue-lipped, Elle hugging him and inviting him out to the lake -- Murphy and Heather, acting as if nothing bad had ever gone wrong in their lives, meeting him for dinner somewhere. He dreams about living here in the ship, happy, content. Dreams that Josh would come here like so many of the dead do, and he could apologize and pray he'd forgive, and they'd get to try again. And he'd do it right this time.

Just... good things. Good -- no, great things. Even with his contentment in staying on this ship, if only for the family he's made... he hasn't been this fucking happy in a long time. Asleep, anyway.

Alex just can't bring himself to think good things just happen here. Not four for four.

A borderline disgruntled voice comes through in an entry, belonging to a scowling face.]

Okay... ever since the jump, my sleep has been really great, and I've been having good dreams that I've never had before -- no signs of monsters or creepy shadows or... crappy life issues or anything that I usually have to work with; it's all really damn calming and I actually like all of it. Hell, I've been sleeping more than I ever have since coming on board. Since before that, even.

[.....]

Something's not right here.

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Guess you could try not to sleep... not that that's a much better alternative. [Because the last thing everyone needs are sleep-deprived Silent Hill survivors around the ship.]

Maybe. Not yet, anyway.

Hey, I'm pretty good at not sleeping.

[is that a challenge

he's like the fucking hercules of no sleep test him]

Might start taking swings at imaginary things by day four, though.

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[No Alex, let's save the Insomnia Olympics for a time where we have a legitimate reason not to sleep, 'kay?]

From what I hear, that's perfectly normal.

Not that... I'd recommend it.

Good to know you wouldn't recommend hallucinations through insomnia.

[scoff

my hero]

[Yeah yeah, he's a real knight in shining armor.]

Who, me? [Tch.] Hell no. I have enough problems with it myself.

Haven't tried out sleeping pills yet?

Er, no...? [Somebody didn't know that was an option here and shouldn't even be surprised.]

... Never even considered it?

[wow you're doing a loooot better than heather at this then

heather u pill junky

there i said it

well more like bracketed it please don't find me]

Where I'm comin' from, we... I didn't exactly have the option for medication to deal with bad dreams. None of 'em-- [the guards] --would've given a shit, anyway. Guess I just learned to deal without...

[Prison sucks, man.]

Well, you don't have to deal here. At least not when it comes to medication for the crappy dreams.

If that's worth much.

[It could be, man. Nightmares suck. Too bad Alex has Problems with pills, or he'd try to take more, too; as it is, just peptalking himself into taking pain meds when his leg gets too achey is hard enough.]

Maybe. But I find that a good bottle of bourbon is just as effective as a prescription of sleep pills.

[Because alcoholism is a way more fun solution than hopping yourself up in drugs. Absolutely.

[Priorities. Murphy has them.]

... I can't tell which is more unhealthy.

Does it matter?

Well, one doesn't give you a crazy headache or make you act stupid in front of people. So maybe.

Guess it's havin' the option that counts.

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