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Jay Merrick ([personal profile] burntvideocassette) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr2020-01-28 10:53 pm

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Who: Jay Merrick and You
What: Jay fell unconscious in Rosswood Park and woke up on a magic island. He's not yet sure if this is a good thing.
When: January 29th, morning
Where: The Storyteller's Temple
Warnings: Language, Jay being an anxious wreck; will update as things come up!

This is wrong. Deeply, deeply wrong. He's either still dreaming, or he's still hallucinating, or he's dead, because the only remaining option doesn't just happen.

Sure, maybe the supernatural exists, but it doesn't talk to you in your dreams, and it doesn't spare you from getting your memories scraped out of your head by that thing, and it doesn't drop you off in...okay, maybe it does drop you off in an overgrown, abandoned building, but not one that looks like this.

He leans up against something that definitely isn't a mana pool, because mana pools don't exist. His phone is gone. His camera--shit, his camera's dripping, and the viewfinder screen won't light up, and it won't even turn on, it just keeps making this thin, whining noise before fizzling out again, and come on come on COME ON this can't happen
postictal: (just pretend you're not lying)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-03-29 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
That's the question, isn't it?

Tim almost wants to laugh at that. Wants to. The impulse is there, spooling up in his chest like a water balloon ready to burst. He seizes the impulse, bundles it tight, crams it down somewhere it won't come to light. That's not you. The point of this is to ease Jay into things, not freak him out even more than he is already. Save that conversation for later. Save conversations about souls and the kids who carry them for some other time.

"Good question," he says quietly. "I mean, I just...take it day to day. Anything else gets pretty exhausting."
postictal: (so should i be concerned here)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-08 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I can do that.

Tim can't tell if he's lying to himself or lying to them both or if he genuinely believes it. It's honestly hard to say. There's a good chance that it's up in the air. This is a new situation for one of them.

It'd be a new situation for Tim, but years ago (has it really been years?), it was Brian showing up on these shores (along with Tim murdering a sentient monkey on his behalf) and then them having to stumble through whatever came after that together. There was no hope of easing into it. Not with the way things were then.

They've been afforded a rare luxury here. And like hell Tim's not gonna take advantage of that.

He doesn't say any of that. What he says instead is far simpler.

"You need a place to stay?"
postictal: (look at all this bullshit)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-10 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Somehow, being nice to the guy is harder than being defensive and cagey, in part because he's not sure how sincere it'll seem, for him to be anything but an insufferable asshole. He shrugs, silent for a moment in the absence of anything else he can think of to say.

"It's not a problem," he says. "Anybody who comes through here's welcome to stick around. I don't think people really sleep here, but there's these houses all over. The islets off the coast, or the ones in the compound."

Bringing up that the compound used to belong to sentient monkeys who kidnapped people and wielded coconut guns feels harder to get into. In part because it was while storming that compound that he saw Brian here, of all people.
postictal: (till i am blissful)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-15 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
"No, just to...stay in. I mean, they're not furnished or anything but they don't belong to anybody and it's not like there's an economy here anyway." The house he shared, until recently, had been pretty barebones. And then they'd gotten him a bed.

It retrospect, it should have been obvious that they'd disappear, after that.

He's getting off-topic.
postictal: (look at all this bullshit)

of course he does!!!!

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-15 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I can show you, if you want." Maybe a few years ago, he would've balked at the suggestion. But at this point, there wouldn't be much point in trying to hide it. His location's obvious to just about anyone here. A few days of dedicated observation would strip away that smokescreen in a second. "I dunno if there's any empty places left on the islet I'm on, but there probably are. People come and go all the time."

If they're gonna visit the islets, it occurs to him that Jay might have to contend with the fact that Tim lives with a tigerlily. But he's gonna cross that bridge when he gets to it, and not before.

He's not at the point where he's ready to offer that Jay stay with him. Not yet.

God knows if he'll ever reach that point.
postictal: (top 5 gayest hardcore breakdowns)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-15 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can get to them by mana pool. There's one near the Storyteller's temple, where you woke up, but we had one put down near here too." It's not really a surprise that Jay wants to get right to it. Tim shrugs and heads for the door. There's not really anyone else here, and most everybody knows him well enough for him not to do anything fucking stupid while he's out. For the most part.

He's had years to get used to mana pool travel. He's not expecting Jay to take it as well in stride.

"They're how most people get where they need to go around here."
postictal: (and thus difficult to FIND)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep." And because he knows that there's a good reason for there to be hang-ups about this sort of thing for them, for people like them, he adds wearily: "I've been using these things for three years and so far I'm not any more or less fucked up than usual."

At least, not thanks to the mana pools. There were times when using that system of travel dropped him somewhere he didn't mean to go, but that was more an island-wide thing than his own fault.

Now doesn't seem like a good time to mention that.
postictal: (reports on mind loss unfounded)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Tim watches for a minute as Jay stands there, seemingly caught in a mental trap of what to do next. He doesn't push it until Jay says it aloud. Tim reaches down and grabs one of the flowers, spins it between his fingertips with the same flat expression as usual.

"Yep. Just gotta focus on where you wanna go. I can show you how it goes, if you want."

The offer for help is just as likely to go over badly as it is...well, he's not gonna say well. He's pretty sure it could go over all rightand nigh catastrophic with a whole lotta in between, but they're not gonna get anywhere by standing here and talking about it. So.
postictal: (and thus difficult to FIND)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Just concentrate on the...uh, the idea of an islet, I guess? There aren't really any other islets around here. If we end up somewhere else, it's fine. We'll just head back. There's just the one mana pool for all the islets. No big."

Jay's definitely overthinking it. Now that he's brought it up, Tim's got no clue how to derail him from that other than to assure him that, most likely, they won't end up anywhere bad. Unless they somehow end up on Monsun.

Okay, okay, not thinking about that. That's a low probability.
postictal: (i just changed it so many times)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep." He keeps his tone as even and casual as possible, mostly keeping Jay in his periphery. "I can do it the first time so you know what the place...looks like, I guess. I don't think it'll be an issue, but if you're, uh - if you're worried about it, it's not a problem."

That's probably the exact wrong thing to say, huh? The best he can do is pitch the words like they're having a normal conversation, and not treat Jay with kid gloves.

Somewhere in the back of his head, a familiar voice grumbles loudly through a lens fuzzy with static: just have a conversation!

Guess he learned a thing or two about acting after all, huh.
postictal: (im not trying to make sense yet)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," says Tim, keeping his gaze dead ahead. Doesn't even wanna chance a look in Jay's direction; he can feel the tension radiating off the guy like a fever. "No problem. Brace yourself."

And then, as if keen on displacing them both from one awkward situation and snapping them straight into another, Tim concentrates on the islets.

The next minute, they're there.
postictal: (for my sense)

[personal profile] postictal 2020-04-26 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yep, could've figured.

Tim doesn't say anything for a moment. He's long since gotten used to the abrupt nature of being blinked from one position to the next, and while it's not something he finds comfortable, exactly, it's no longer capable of reducing him to a blind panic. Still, that doesn't mean he's forgotten what it's like, to grapple with the sickening drop in the pit of his stomach and the reflexive hitch in his throat for a coughing fit that'd never come.

"We're good," he says, again keeping his tone as steady as possible. This effort lasts for about as long as it takes for him to try and follow that up with a question that would probably sound reasonable if it was aimed at anyone else, but just has Tim braced for a sharp retort: "You, uh - you need a minute?"

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