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Date: 2016-09-26 11:29 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
[A sharp intake of breath, and then a moment of tense silence, as Beckett grapples with the unbelievable stab of jealousy at the thought of Zell having someone there with him, solid, trusted, warm. Angel and Rhys are very far away. And even if they weren't...]

Of all delusions to have... [he mutters it to himself, acid and bitter.] There's a reason I work alone...

Date: 2016-09-26 11:59 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
You would imagine exactly what [static]for and want most. That is how [static] keeps you. It[static] best that you have to deny most.

[Beckett is an old hand at fighting delusions... and it may not be really Zell he's trying to convince here.]

Date: 2016-09-28 09:28 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
Zell? [Those last words sounded very alarming, and just at this moment any further bit of alarm threatens to be overwhelming.] You're not [static] anywhere. You are here. If any [static]re real, then this is real.

Date: 2016-10-04 08:24 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
[He wants to say yes and he can't, God help him, he can't.]

I don't [static]ich of us is real. But I can hear you. At lea[static] comforting kind of madness.

Date: 2016-10-06 02:14 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
All of this? [He's disarmed in his surprise, voice small, as though the proposition frightens him. He doesn't want to think about wanting Norfinbury, because God knows, the other option...]

You [static]live in your world. You never [static] otherwise. Tell me I'm not wrong.

Date: 2016-10-06 06:35 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
Stuck where?

[And, damnit, there is his need to know - it surrenders to absolutely nothing, no fear, no confusion, and no certainty that he may be better off not knowing. He needs to know.]

You're [static]ming through. Zell, what happened to y[static]ere do you think you're dreaming this?

Date: 2016-10-06 08:44 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
[Time Compression does not have a good ring to it, even before Beckett knows what it's all about. And he recalls the incident Zell talks about with chilling clarity. Zell, trapped in that hell for who knows how long...

He thinks of Okulos. It makes him give a shiver that's almost audible in his breath.]


This isn't [static]eplay. It's not a memory. I [static] so, at least. Things have, in a sen[static] wrong.

Date: 2016-10-13 05:38 pm (UTC)
bookofnope: (weight of a bygone world)
From: [personal profile] bookofnope
I hope you should [static]ve me. [He's not sure. He's saying things because the alternative is too much. Maybe that makes them platitudes. Maybe there's only so much he can fight that.

It takes him a moment to realise Zell is talking about Angel and Rhys. He lets out a long breath.]
I don't [static]pend on how long [static] lasts.

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