IC CONTACT
"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
[ VOICE, VIDEO, ACTION ]
"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
[ VOICE, VIDEO, ACTION ]
[ she shakes her head, but he can't see that either. ] I can't. My partner lives here, too. [ she and wade never officially established being partners, but she's as much his partner as she was lee's. maybe even more. she can't just move out on him, y'know? ]
forward-dated until drops are processed, via walkie talkie so here's hoping he's got it turned on
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2014-06-26 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ crackle crackle ] Jesse? [ once again she fails to wait for a reply. ] The bed in my room's full now... And he's kind of a jerk.
But there's only three people in the room at the other end, and two more people just disappeared from Deadpool's room. I think there's enough room now... I mean, if you still want to come.
But there's only three people in the room at the other end, and two more people just disappeared from Deadpool's room. I think there's enough room now... I mean, if you still want to come.
[ It's late. Ridiculously late, and Jesse might have had some troubles finding sleep himself with his bunkmate moving around so much down below his bed. It takes Ellie ages to fall asleep in this godforsaken place, much more than the world she came from. And that's saying something. It's different when you're forcibly separated from the man who's protected you for so long, when you felt so safe in the same place as him. Now is a different ballgame, involving people who come from many worlds-- Some more privileged than others. ]
[ But eventually, she got there. Ellie is a restless sleeper, flipping this way and that under her sheets, murmuring, breathing heavily... It's just a part of her. And sometimes, a lot of times, she'll have nightmares. Yet another part of her. ]
[ The darkness of the room is silent, perfectly quite save for her soft noises until finally-- ]
Aaaaaaaaghh get OFF ME!
[ With a shriek, Ellie is forced from her slumber. She sits up fast, even managing to hit her head on the frame of Jesse's bunk above her. She yelps, hunkering forward to grab her head while the rest of her trembles and writhes from the night terror in her mind. She curses under her breath, voice shaken as she rocks back and forth. ]
[ But eventually, she got there. Ellie is a restless sleeper, flipping this way and that under her sheets, murmuring, breathing heavily... It's just a part of her. And sometimes, a lot of times, she'll have nightmares. Yet another part of her. ]
[ The darkness of the room is silent, perfectly quite save for her soft noises until finally-- ]
Aaaaaaaaghh get OFF ME!
[ With a shriek, Ellie is forced from her slumber. She sits up fast, even managing to hit her head on the frame of Jesse's bunk above her. She yelps, hunkering forward to grab her head while the rest of her trembles and writhes from the night terror in her mind. She curses under her breath, voice shaken as she rocks back and forth. ]
[ Jesse plucks his walkie talkie off the drawer when he hears Clem's voice coming in, his mouth curling a little at kind of a jerk. Not because she's stuck with a jerk, but because of the way she said it.
He opens his mouth to suggest beating the new jerk up, but yet again, she stumps him first. There's more room now. There's two spots in, in Deadpool's room. Clementine's housing block and Wade's are one in the same. ]
Yeah. [ He doesn't know why he's shocked, it's just - wow, lucky. He can take Carlos, Ellie... if they'll come with him. ] Yeah, I'll check with my folks. That should work.
Thanks, Clem. For lookin' out for me. [ you can almost hear the little smile back on his face. ] But I'm keepin' this anyway. [ crackle ] Haven't seen one since I was a kid, it's cool.
He opens his mouth to suggest beating the new jerk up, but yet again, she stumps him first. There's more room now. There's two spots in, in Deadpool's room. Clementine's housing block and Wade's are one in the same. ]
Yeah. [ He doesn't know why he's shocked, it's just - wow, lucky. He can take Carlos, Ellie... if they'll come with him. ] Yeah, I'll check with my folks. That should work.
Thanks, Clem. For lookin' out for me. [ you can almost hear the little smile back on his face. ] But I'm keepin' this anyway. [ crackle ] Haven't seen one since I was a kid, it's cool.
Edited 2014-06-28 06:46 (UTC)
I used to have this same one, back home. It's how I talked to my parents, before... everything. [ back when they were alive. so, like, two and a half years ago back home + almost another year haven-time. ]
[ Jesse used to sleep better. He doesn't sleep so well in Haven, for obvious reasons. Add to that the commotion that Ellie is making in her bottom bunk and he's rubbing the half-sleep from his eyes, waking up, sitting up-- and that's when he hears the screaming. The sound of that shriek pierces through the room and he bolts up, flinching at the thud that follows. ]
Fuck-- [ Jesse doesn't think to use the stairs for whatever reason. He drops down by hanging off the side of his bed and hits the ground-- and no, it's not a graceful drop. Literally, he hits the ground, like he rolled out of bed and went flying. But he bounces back up immediately because he's springy like that. ] Ellie?!
[ And blinks at her in the dark, trying to adjust his eyesight to it. He crouches at the side of her bed and whispers. ] You okay? What's wrong? Damn, you scared the shit outta me.
Fuck-- [ Jesse doesn't think to use the stairs for whatever reason. He drops down by hanging off the side of his bed and hits the ground-- and no, it's not a graceful drop. Literally, he hits the ground, like he rolled out of bed and went flying. But he bounces back up immediately because he's springy like that. ] Ellie?!
[ And blinks at her in the dark, trying to adjust his eyesight to it. He crouches at the side of her bed and whispers. ] You okay? What's wrong? Damn, you scared the shit outta me.
[ For a while, all she knows is the ringing in her ears and the throbbing of her head from hitting it so hard. She's still halfway asleep, her body not quite registering what's going on and keeping her in a locked, hunched over position. She's breathing heavily, eyes tightly shut when she curls herself up by her knees. ]
Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me--
[ That smack on the head hasn't done her any good, and she's not quite paying attention to Jesse right now. ]
Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me--
[ That smack on the head hasn't done her any good, and she's not quite paying attention to Jesse right now. ]
Who else lives with you in your building?
[ Yes hi Jesse how are you, fine weather we're having, gosh isn't that just swell? ]
[ Yes hi Jesse how are you, fine weather we're having, gosh isn't that just swell? ]
Hello to you too. [ smart-alecky, then down to business: ] Most of 'em are okay. Carlos, Clementine, Wade, 'n Travis are the only ones I know, but I can vouch for them all. Whatever my word's worth.
[ a beat ] Wade's the kinda dude who could kick your ass without blinkin', but he's a good guy. Wouldn't ever hurt a little girl. Clem's as dependable as they come. An' I'll do whatever I can to watch Ellie's back.
[ jesse can infer why joel is calling and what he probably wants to hear, yes. ]
[ a beat ] Wade's the kinda dude who could kick your ass without blinkin', but he's a good guy. Wouldn't ever hurt a little girl. Clem's as dependable as they come. An' I'll do whatever I can to watch Ellie's back.
[ jesse can infer why joel is calling and what he probably wants to hear, yes. ]
Edited 2014-06-30 22:12 (UTC)
[ Under other circumstances, Joel would scoff at the notion of someone being able to kick his ass - not out of ego, but simple statistics. But in Haven, he knows enough to know there are definitely people here who could snap him in half without breaking a sweat. He knows better than to suggest otherwise. ]
Clem. [ That name, more than anything, gets a sigh of relief from him. If Clem is there, and safe enough, then Ellie will probably be okay. As okay as she can get, away from him, anyway. ] Good. That's... Good.
Clem. [ That name, more than anything, gets a sigh of relief from him. If Clem is there, and safe enough, then Ellie will probably be okay. As okay as she can get, away from him, anyway. ] Good. That's... Good.
Years 'n years, I bet. Maybe hundreds and thousands of 'em; you're right, who knows? Only thing that matters is how long we got before we're the same.
[ Now that he's got ahold of himself, he slows to walk side-by-side with Cecil. Not rushing. The heavy reality of what's happened and what's about to happen is still settling, scattered around his thoughts like a bad fog, but he's going to focus on monster watching with Cecil and-- he's going to survive. ]
It's somethin' to do. Not like we have television around here.
[ Mindless distractions are crazy difficult to come by and sorely needed. ]
[ Now that he's got ahold of himself, he slows to walk side-by-side with Cecil. Not rushing. The heavy reality of what's happened and what's about to happen is still settling, scattered around his thoughts like a bad fog, but he's going to focus on monster watching with Cecil and-- he's going to survive. ]
It's somethin' to do. Not like we have television around here.
[ Mindless distractions are crazy difficult to come by and sorely needed. ]
Or an accessible internet connection. Or bowling alley and arcade fun complexes, either.
[ It's better not to think about death, sometimes. It's easy to think about all the time, especially after the death of a loved one. But if you do that... Then you miss out on living. And what is the worth of a real and permanent death if you have not lived to see it?
Carlos wouldn't want that for Jesse. Cecil doesn't want it for either of them. So he moves on. ]
There is a carnival in Haven North now that was not there before. Getting through the tunnels is a challenge, though.
Have you been there yet?
[ It's better not to think about death, sometimes. It's easy to think about all the time, especially after the death of a loved one. But if you do that... Then you miss out on living. And what is the worth of a real and permanent death if you have not lived to see it?
Carlos wouldn't want that for Jesse. Cecil doesn't want it for either of them. So he moves on. ]
There is a carnival in Haven North now that was not there before. Getting through the tunnels is a challenge, though.
Have you been there yet?
[ Oh, cool, Night Vale had the internet. Jesse shoots Cecil a sideways, knowing glance, because the internet would be the perfect way to waste time or distract yourself from the horrible realities in Haven, let's be real. ]
A couple'a times. [ He muses, on the mention of Haven North. ] And tell me about it. It, uh, ain't somethin' I been dumb enough to attempt on my own. But I came close once.
Y'know, me bein' a pathetic burn-out, [ he doesn't have to pretend with Cecil (who knows everything, just how is a mystery, but whatever), ] and Haven bein' well awares, they stashed my stuff there this one time. After I spit on Kite.
A couple'a times. [ He muses, on the mention of Haven North. ] And tell me about it. It, uh, ain't somethin' I been dumb enough to attempt on my own. But I came close once.
Y'know, me bein' a pathetic burn-out, [ he doesn't have to pretend with Cecil (who knows everything, just how is a mystery, but whatever), ] and Haven bein' well awares, they stashed my stuff there this one time. After I spit on Kite.
[ Her parents. Jesse has wondered, but he hasn't asked. And it feels like he doesn't have to. ]
Well, hey, if you need anythin' here? You hit me up anytime. [ Yeah, he's not gonna ask. ] We'd still be one room away, right? What's the jerk's name? Do we gotta ambush him and wail on him together?
Well, hey, if you need anythin' here? You hit me up anytime. [ Yeah, he's not gonna ask. ] We'd still be one room away, right? What's the jerk's name? Do we gotta ambush him and wail on him together?
[ That is a lot of interesting and meaningful information to respond to but, I mean, really. ]
You spit on Doctor Kite?
[ Because uh. Wow. ]
You spit on Doctor Kite?
[ Because uh. Wow. ]
Nope, that's about it. Appreciate the information.
[ BYE JESSE. Oh, wait, also - ]
...Drop by for dinner sometime.
[ BYE JESSE. Oh, wait, also - ]
...Drop by for dinner sometime.
His name's Henry. [ a beat. ] I can take him all by myself, though.
Yeah.
[ Mostly because Joel assumes Ellie will be eating dinner in block 29 every night anyway. ]
[ Mostly because Joel assumes Ellie will be eating dinner in block 29 every night anyway. ]
[Scientists are solitary. Like the majestic mountain, they exist only within the realms of understanding for some people, are solid and enduring, and sometimes have a snow-capped look about them. Mostly in winter. So Carlos is not used to living with other people, he makes rudimentary mistakes even after a few months. Living with the Faceless Old Woman and preparing to live with Cecil did not prepare him for life in housing block one.
One of the things he still fails to do is knock when the bedroom door is closed.
This is something he regrets now. It is something that he would like to go back and redo. It is something he cannot do because he is incapable of moving backwards through his current linear timeline. It is something he cannot do because his eyes are fixed on Jesse Pinkman's hand. And, more specifically, what is is holding.]
One of the things he still fails to do is knock when the bedroom door is closed.
This is something he regrets now. It is something that he would like to go back and redo. It is something he cannot do because he is incapable of moving backwards through his current linear timeline. It is something he cannot do because his eyes are fixed on Jesse Pinkman's hand. And, more specifically, what is is holding.]
[ Get out won't save him. It's too late. In space, no one can hear you scream. In Haven, everyone can hear you masturbating.
Carlos. In the doorway. Staring. Jesse with his pants down and a hand on his dick, hunched over the edge of the bed. Caught in the act.
WHY!!!!
He thinks he can rub one out real quick if he's careful. The close quarters in Haven drive him insane with this horseshit and sometimes a person has needs. It's quiet today, and as long as he's quiet it should be alright, yeah? No. Not five minutes into the act Carlos pops up like he was summoned and is frozen and staring jesus fucking christ. After a couple of seconds of shock, Jesse gathers his pants up in a fury. He trips into standing and challenges Carlos with a sharp glare and a red face over the span of his shoulder, because he's doing his belt up and hiding his goddamn erection by keeping his back turned at an angle.
Stop staring, homo!!! is his first thought, clipped in his own mind theater. No, no, Jesse, don't ruin your friendship over this of all things. Carlos made a terrible mistake, but it was clearly a mistake. ]
What the fuck, dude? Didn't anyone teach you how to knock?! [ WHYYYYY ] Hi. Hello. I'm busy. I was.
Carlos. In the doorway. Staring. Jesse with his pants down and a hand on his dick, hunched over the edge of the bed. Caught in the act.
He thinks he can rub one out real quick if he's careful. The close quarters in Haven drive him insane with this horseshit and sometimes a person has needs. It's quiet today, and as long as he's quiet it should be alright, yeah? No. Not five minutes into the act Carlos pops up like he was summoned and is frozen and staring jesus fucking christ. After a couple of seconds of shock, Jesse gathers his pants up in a fury. He trips into standing and challenges Carlos with a sharp glare and a red face over the span of his shoulder, because he's doing his belt up and hiding his goddamn erection by keeping his back turned at an angle.
Stop staring, homo!!! is his first thought, clipped in his own mind theater. No, no, Jesse, don't ruin your friendship over this of all things. Carlos made a terrible mistake, but it was clearly a mistake. ]
What the fuck, dude? Didn't anyone teach you how to knock?! [ WHYYYYY ] Hi. Hello. I'm busy. I was.
Hi.
[Is the first word out of his mouth. It is an automatic reflex to return a greeting, as ingrained and natural as the knee jerk when hit with a rubber hammer or the instincts to flee from a librarian. It is not said with any inflection, it is not accompanied by the usual flash of military cemetery teeth in a smile, it is just there. Two letters, a single syllable, floating between them awkwardly.
And then he blushes, a sudden fiery red infusion of color in his cheeks. But he does not stop staring, he cannot seem to stop staring.]
I mean, ah, that is to say... scientifically speaking, uh, masturbation is a normal instinct for a sexually mature and healthy male. Or, not just a male, a person. Or not just a person, an entity, or something that identifies as having sexual urges. So you shouldn't be ashamed to be seen by me, another human male with the same reproductive organs. But there are children living in this house, children who do not have the same scientific understanding of the sexual needs of a body, and so you should... ah, maybe do that somewhere with a lock on the door. Maybe.
[Is the first word out of his mouth. It is an automatic reflex to return a greeting, as ingrained and natural as the knee jerk when hit with a rubber hammer or the instincts to flee from a librarian. It is not said with any inflection, it is not accompanied by the usual flash of military cemetery teeth in a smile, it is just there. Two letters, a single syllable, floating between them awkwardly.
And then he blushes, a sudden fiery red infusion of color in his cheeks. But he does not stop staring, he cannot seem to stop staring.]
I mean, ah, that is to say... scientifically speaking, uh, masturbation is a normal instinct for a sexually mature and healthy male. Or, not just a male, a person. Or not just a person, an entity, or something that identifies as having sexual urges. So you shouldn't be ashamed to be seen by me, another human male with the same reproductive organs. But there are children living in this house, children who do not have the same scientific understanding of the sexual needs of a body, and so you should... ah, maybe do that somewhere with a lock on the door. Maybe.
Edited 2014-07-27 00:57 (UTC)
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