( 15 ) video ♧ let us sing like the doves then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof
[ here's the thing: sleep deprivation makes idle whims seem like fantastic ideas-- and neal's not full up on self-control as it is, so two weeks of barely any sleep just raises great idea to best idea on his personal scale.
as such he's leaning against the wall behind his bed, pupils slightly blown. what is an intro he can't even. ]
Not we, my dear, you. I'm leaving you here.
You're what? Rhett, where are you going?
I'm going, my dear, to join the army.
[ his posture changes between; other than a few flat vowels slipping in as rhett, pushing for the accent seems a little too much and posture is good enough to convey the suggestion of gender, if you're careful. ]
Oh, you're joking. I could kill you for scaring me so.
I'm very serious, Scarlett. I'm going to join up with our brave lads in gray.
But they're running away.
Oh, no, they'll turn and make a last stand, if I know anything about them. And when they do, I'll be with them. I'm a little late, but better late than--
[ it's tricky to overlap your own voice, and his grimaces a little and shrugs as if apologizing for the lack of actual interruption in the scene. ( sleep deprivation or pretentiousness: the world may never know. ) ]
Rhett, you must be joking.
Selfish to the end, aren't you? Thinking of your own precious hide with never a thought for the noble cause. [ he yawns widely, skipping scarlett's line in the process. ] Why? Maybe it's because I've always had a weakness for lost causes, once they're really lost. Or maybe, maybe I'm ashamed of myself. Who knows?
[ he pauses, body language returning abruptly to his usual. ] I missed something, there. Anyway-- [ and back to the show. ]
You should die of shame to leave me here alone and helpless.
You, helpless? Heaven help the Yankees if they capture you. Now climb down here. I want to say goodbye.
[ that makes him pause, one that extends out into another jaw-cracking yawn and neal slumps down even more, almost prone now. ]
There's more, but it's really better with someone else.
[ and he's out. ]
as such he's leaning against the wall behind his bed, pupils slightly blown. what is an intro he can't even. ]
Not we, my dear, you. I'm leaving you here.
You're what? Rhett, where are you going?
I'm going, my dear, to join the army.
[ his posture changes between; other than a few flat vowels slipping in as rhett, pushing for the accent seems a little too much and posture is good enough to convey the suggestion of gender, if you're careful. ]
Oh, you're joking. I could kill you for scaring me so.
I'm very serious, Scarlett. I'm going to join up with our brave lads in gray.
But they're running away.
Oh, no, they'll turn and make a last stand, if I know anything about them. And when they do, I'll be with them. I'm a little late, but better late than--
[ it's tricky to overlap your own voice, and his grimaces a little and shrugs as if apologizing for the lack of actual interruption in the scene. ( sleep deprivation or pretentiousness: the world may never know. ) ]
Rhett, you must be joking.
Selfish to the end, aren't you? Thinking of your own precious hide with never a thought for the noble cause. [ he yawns widely, skipping scarlett's line in the process. ] Why? Maybe it's because I've always had a weakness for lost causes, once they're really lost. Or maybe, maybe I'm ashamed of myself. Who knows?
[ he pauses, body language returning abruptly to his usual. ] I missed something, there. Anyway-- [ and back to the show. ]
You should die of shame to leave me here alone and helpless.
You, helpless? Heaven help the Yankees if they capture you. Now climb down here. I want to say goodbye.
[ that makes him pause, one that extends out into another jaw-cracking yawn and neal slumps down even more, almost prone now. ]
There's more, but it's really better with someone else.
[ and he's out. ]
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Tell me you did not just practically ask for someone to reenact the rest of that with you. [ including the makeouts. ] And when's the last time you even— closed your eyes.
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[ obediently parroting with the kind of grin that says 'but i was tho'. ]
And I blinked twenty or thirty seconds ago.
[ that's not what he asked, dumbass. ]
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[ you really want to play that game with your sleep deprived handler. ...okay apparently you do god really neal. ]
And I blinked ten seconds ago. That's not what I meant and you know it.
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[ BEST GAMES!!!!!!!!! ]
I've been sleeping as much as you have, I would bet. [ so there. ]
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[ WORST GAMES!!!!!!! ]
How much I'm sleeping isn't the thing in question here. You not sleeping and then doing this is. [ so yeah. ]
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[ yes, he sing-songed that. ]
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Because we're not talking about my sleeping habits. [ a beat. ] And I think I slept more than you today.
[ "more", THAT'S NOT THAT HARD, BURKE. ]
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[ LAWYERED ]
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[ TECHNICALITY AHOY. DON'T YOU LAWYER HIM. ]
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[ ie: bullshit, burke. ]
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[ yeah well i'm allowed. ]
I didn't have time to look at the clock before. Made looking after I woke up a bit moot.
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[ flippant, because so there peter. ]
You're still avoiding.
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[ take that, neal. ]
Because it's still not the point of the conversation and because you're using me to avoid.
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You could just answer.
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[ just because you think it is, neal!!! ]
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[ js ]
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[ we're all still alive also works.
hi sarah ilu. ]
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[ wow this is unfair and neal quits
so do i ]
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[ peter wins again!!!
but ilu :( ]
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[ so: ilu2 peter the most ;;
no love for yoooooou ]
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[ he loves you right back neal. 5ever!!!
:( but ]
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