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((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

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[rattlingthestars]

Exactly like that.

I can't

My eyes keep going black.

[swatsflies]

Going black? What do you mean by that?

[rattlingthestars]

I can't see anything.

[swatsflies]

I could help you.
I could be your eyes, Stars.

[rattlingthestars]

Not like this. It's going to get worse.

[swatsflies]

You'll change back
Even if it gets worse, you'll change back.

[ He's clinging desperately to that. ]

[rattlingthestars]

If I don't

[ Jim pauses typing, knowing what reading that will probably do to Zell, knowing he's being selfish. ]

I don't want you to see me as one of them.

[swatsflies]

[ Nope nope nope nope. He doesn't even want to think about this being forever. There is no way it's forever. In a few days, it'll go to normal. If it doesn't, he'll climb the walls to get to the center and make them change him back.

Everything hurts when he sees the next set of words again. I don't want you to see me as one of them. ]

I wouldn't.
I could help you jim
we can figure this out

[rattlingthestars]

It was already hurting you, Zell. When when we were racing...

[ It wasn't hurting him. Jim was hurting him. ]

We can still figure it out.

[ He's skeptical they'll find anything they can do to make this better, but he's willing to try. ]

Just not in the same place.

[swatsflies]

it was only when we touched

[ Which doesn't make it much better. A lot of things race through his mind as to what he can say. He can't really think between his emotions running high.

Taking a deep breath and he concentrates on what he feels like he can actually do. That he wants to do. ]

I'm going to find a way to fix this.

[rattlingthestars]

If anyone can, I think it's you.


[ There's a long pause, a blinking '...' on the other end as Jim writes and erases and rewrites something, but he never sends it. ]

[swatsflies]

[ He watches with anticipation to see if anything else comes. When nothing comes and the blinking ceases, Zell finally sends a response. ]

I want to wake up next to you soon.

[ So he has pretty strong motivation. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Me too.

I didn't want to leave.

[swatsflies]

[ And it hurts that he didn't want to leave, but less than him wanting to. Zell knows Jim left because of him. ]

You can come back.

[rattlingthestars]

No, I can't.

Not gonna risk it.

[swatsflies]

[ Leaning against the wall of the skywalk as he looks to Morph as if to defer to the blobs' opinion. Said blob is making worried chittering sounds as he keeps looking through the glass for any sign of Jim below. ]

What if I think it's worth the risk?

[rattlingthestars]

I don't.

Zell, if I hurt you. Really hurt you.

[ Not like the bruises Zell had given him. ]

I'd lose it.

[swatsflies]

You wouldn't.

I
I'll keep going.
That way maybe I can get there if you need me.

[rattlingthestars]

I already did.

Please stay safe.

[swatsflies]

I'll do my best.
Love you, Stars. I'll keep in contact.

[rattlingthestars]

Yeah. Me too.

[swatsflies]

If you ever need me
Or just to hear my voice...
I'm here Stars.
I'll come running if you tell me.

[ There is so much more he wants to say, but it'll only hurt more. ]

[rattlingthestars]

I know you will.

I'll call when it's safe.

[swatsflies]

Promise?

[ He wants...something. Reassurance Jim will come back. That he's worth coming back to. Anything... ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's next response is a picture: Jim's left hand, splayed so that Zell can see the ring he made. ]

Promise.