jason "why am i like this" todd (
mind_blown) wrote2019-01-24 08:55 am
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THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.
It's all darkness.
The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.
There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.
So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.
And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...
The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.
There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.
So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.
And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...
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Nah.
Sides, traipse around a bit more. I'm sure you'll both feel better, won't you? Maybe get a few more scratches and extricate yourselves from somewhere you don't belong.
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(like, intentionally missing, and also a rifle is hard to aim one-handed anyway and she's injured, but.) ]
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So... what, exactly, was the point of that?
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So catharsis, probably.
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Spite.
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but a much more injured Jason behind him, in... normal clothing. But his freshest injuries seem very-- reminiscent of the injuries that had healed on the Bad Jason. Just freshly bandaged.
Still, without a word, he's just gonna grab him by the collar.]
Spite's fair.
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I think he really needs a nap.
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And yeah, he needs a nap.
[he looks at Cypress, and shrugs]
I can't heal anything-- but I can bandage.
Obviously.
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and immediately notes the injuries, eyes wide and obviously a little distressed. she pushes herself up, a little too quickly, leaving her rifle on the ground. ]
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[he approaches, pulling out some gauze from his leather jacket's pocket. The other Jason's left behind. Or... just gone? hm. point is, he's not a factor now.]
Not like you could've known.
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No-- I'm fine, I--
I'm sorry.
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It's fine. That's what he does. I'm used to it at this point.
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... I'm fine.
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You're the true Jason?
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Basically. A little rough around the edges after another mutiny attempt.
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... so what should we do?
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Slowly. Might see a little impact from that topside, but honestly, I'd be surprised if you could tell the difference.
It's the other flower-- the "Aconite." That one's outta control, still.
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[ she takes the gauze, and sort of—motions to Cypress, and when she continues, it's addressing her: ]
I can get you bandaged up, but I didn't want to presume if you were up to keep going or not, but if you are, we can keep sticking together...
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You might get kicked out early. Doubt Hood's gonna want people stomping around, and I'm not inclined to argue with him.
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