[ Jim winces at the popping sound, but he's still holding on. ]
Zell! C'mon, just - stop for a minute and listen, okay?
Zell! C'mon, just - stop for a minute and listen, okay?
Giving up?
[ Jim thinks he knows what Zell means, even if he doesn't want to. His question comes out sharper than he meant it, the fear obvious in his voice. ]
That's not like you.
[ Jim thinks he knows what Zell means, even if he doesn't want to. His question comes out sharper than he meant it, the fear obvious in his voice. ]
That's not like you.
[ It's instinct, by now, to trust when Zell touches him. To still and hope that whatever this is, Zell's fought his way back out of it.
It only takes a moment for that trust to shatter as Zell's hands tighten around Jim's neck. He can't quite believe it, at first, not until he's struggling to breathe and swinging at Zell with his feet. ]
It only takes a moment for that trust to shatter as Zell's hands tighten around Jim's neck. He can't quite believe it, at first, not until he's struggling to breathe and swinging at Zell with his feet. ]
[ It's not working. Nothing's working, and Zell's going to kill him if he doesn't figure something out quick. The betrayal's sharp in Jim's chest - or maybe that's just the lack of oxygen - but it's going to have to be dealt with later if he wants there to be a later at all.
He can't pry Zell's fingers loose, can't kick him away, so he's going to have to take a page out of Zell's own playbook.
Jim's last thought before their forheads connect is this is really going to suck. ]
He can't pry Zell's fingers loose, can't kick him away, so he's going to have to take a page out of Zell's own playbook.
Jim's last thought before their forheads connect is this is really going to suck. ]
Even if it were just you, you still can't give up.
[ That's an order. Or maybe a plea. Jim's not exactly sure which. He lets otu a long sigh. ]
You're... you're the thing I look forward to, too.
[ That's an order. Or maybe a plea. Jim's not exactly sure which. He lets otu a long sigh. ]
You're... you're the thing I look forward to, too.
Because he's way too overinvested in knowing everything. You know that's why most of his ex-girlfriends broke up with him, right?
[ He feels like that's a story he would have told them if he were that good of friends with them. But maybe the subject had just never come up? Who knows? ]
[ He feels like that's a story he would have told them if he were that good of friends with them. But maybe the subject had just never come up? Who knows? ]
Which is a good thing it's not 'cause as much as I love him, there's no way I'm being someone's best man in their PHS wedding!
[ What even has this conversation turned into? He's not sure, but he's laughing all the same. ]
[ What even has this conversation turned into? He's not sure, but he's laughing all the same. ]
You -
[ Jim just stares, as if he's been caught off guard by something, and takes a deep breath that turns into a cough halfway through. ]
[ Jim just stares, as if he's been caught off guard by something, and takes a deep breath that turns into a cough halfway through. ]
[ Jim drops as hard as he can, ending up on the floor and making a mad scramble for Zell's bag and the pills he knows are waiting there. ]
I thought I might not ever see that again.
[ He might regret telling Zell this, later, but he's going to find out anyway: ]
I almost gave up, too. You just reminded me of all our promises.
[ He might regret telling Zell this, later, but he's going to find out anyway: ]
I almost gave up, too. You just reminded me of all our promises.
[ Jim doesn't have time to recover. His head's pounding - the fear magnifying the throbbing from the bruise he knows he'll have in a few hours - as he grasps the pill bottle and rips the lid off, sending a few of them skittering as he desperately tries to grab for enough to knock Zell out. ]
Please don't let this be too many...!
[ He grasps three in his hand and turns, facing Zell again, trying to find a plan of attack. ]
Please don't let this be too many...!
[ He grasps three in his hand and turns, facing Zell again, trying to find a plan of attack. ]
*He wasn't really sure how long he'd been in the tunnels. Well, that was normal, but today things seemed...longer. Not that he could really explain why or what that meant. But it didn't matter as much as what he was in the tunnels for. A friend.
Zell had died...how long ago? It couldn't be too long, he was still under some effect. Perhaps he'd died multiple times? He wasn't sure but, once again, didn't think it mattered. Just that Zell thought he'd been alone and while that'd be great for him, not so much for Zell. Even he understood that.
Thus his traveling through the tunnels, heading towards the newest area and hunting down his friend. When he spots the other, though, he doesn't get too close. He had no idea how Zell would react. He makes his presence known, though.*
Ze ll?
Zell had died...how long ago? It couldn't be too long, he was still under some effect. Perhaps he'd died multiple times? He wasn't sure but, once again, didn't think it mattered. Just that Zell thought he'd been alone and while that'd be great for him, not so much for Zell. Even he understood that.
Thus his traveling through the tunnels, heading towards the newest area and hunting down his friend. When he spots the other, though, he doesn't get too close. He had no idea how Zell would react. He makes his presence known, though.*
Ze ll?
[ Jim snorts, quietly, at the 'baby.' ]
You're pretty resilient. Hard head. Trust me.
[ Now that he's joined the 'headbutted Zell' club! ]
It was mine. The thing that got you.
You're pretty resilient. Hard head. Trust me.
[ Now that he's joined the 'headbutted Zell' club! ]
It was mine. The thing that got you.
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