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 Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 7:24 pm
As mindfully as he was able, all things considered, Zeke began leading Ever out of the circle of broken hard and their should contents. Using his foot to nudge the worst of it away, creating a relatively safe path for the blonde to move through. "I don't know how real it is," he admitted a little helplessly. "But I've got you. Just keep walking." He was a bit less careful of where his own get we're landing, and once or twice had to bite back a his of pain. Though in all honesty, this was nothing compared to what he'd done to himself. Those wounds he didn't even feel yet, but as numbness wore away, he would definitely feel it then.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 7:40 pm
There was more silence as they walked -- away from the glass and the mess, Ever still clinging to his jar with the worry lines between his eyebrows getting deeper and deeper.. His mouth twitched down at one corner as he tipped his face toward Zeke. "I assumed you weren't real." And it sounded like he was still entertaining that idea, but he wasn't sure.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 7:50 pm
That would certainly explain his reaction to his presence up to this point. "It's okay." It wasn't, but the words just spilled out as he opened his mouth. Zeke let out a heavy breath that buzzed slightly around the edges, only to cut it short. There progress pausing momentarily so Zeke could swallow down the new bubble of hysteria that was threatening to burst. He couldn't afford to break down again, not right that second. "I can prove it, just tell me how," there was a bit more stain to his voice, but they'd started moving again, despite the subtle tremor in his hands. Across the room, to the edge of the mound of bed. "Sit, slowly." He slid his grip to Ever's forearms, so he could steady him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 8:05 pm
He didn't do it slowly.Instead he got about halfway down and then collapsed into the cushions, jar rattling in his grasp and the breath gusting out of him. His fingers clamped down reflexively, shoulders hiked up a bit. Layers of clothing fanned out around him and Ever looked just a smidge lost. "You can't prove you're real. Anything you could say would be coming out of my own head, wouldn't it." He reached one hand up, slowly, to touch the lenses. And again, that frown twitched across his face. He smelled the blood, now.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 8:16 pm
Zeke just barely managed to hang onto Ever's arms, though he'd end up on his knees in front of him, one hand having jerked up as if he meant to catch the jar if the other man had lost his grip on it. But he looked away from it as soon as he could, gaze focused down on one of the more colorful pulled instead. Anywhere but the contents of that jar. "I don't know." He hated those three little words. Hated the endlessly cycling array of foreign memories even more. He just wanted to wake up from this, be back on the island.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 9:21 am
"A problem of consciousness." He raised his own hand up to his face -- and then thought better of it. His fingers weren't still damp, but he'd been dipping them into vials full of organs and insects, strange creatures and other detritus that Zyk had found fit to store away for later. They smelled like whatever preservative had kept the collection afloat in its jars, and it made him shudder again, slow. Maybe, if he could have looked at the other man, it would have been better. Or maybe it would have been worse. "s**t. It's okay, this isn't real."
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 9:38 am
It felt real, but then, so had other things in the past. Twisted versions of Realtors they'd caught vague glimpses of, only to wake up again. It wasn't out of the question for this to be just the same, but what if it wasn't? There was no concrete laws of time or physics anymore, not where they came from. Not in their lives. "Maybe." He didn't sound sure though. Didn't draw his hands back from the light press of fingertips resting on Ever's knees. His touch leaving small red smudges, heavy at first(around either thin wrist), but growing fainter.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 1:47 pm
"No, it's definitely not." The good news was that Ever sounded more confident of it now -- flexing fingers against the jar in his grasp, his shoulders slowly drooping as the tension went out of him. He breathed out a sigh and leaned back just a tiny bit. "I'll wake up and it'll be normal. Or as normal as it ever gets, for us. It's happened before and it'll happen again, I'm sure." Acceptance drove the panic away, which was good. It meant that he could have actually taken a moment to plan out his next move. Except then he couldn't. The understanding of who he was fluttered and then faded out, leaving him looking faintly confused.
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