[for ghostshield]

[in_verbatim]

You go to bed. You dream. You wake up like every other morning, only this time, part of you feels like it could be crazy.

Soze spends the day looking for Jeff, following the vague not-quite signals from their bond and finding nothing. It's like he's vanished from the multiverse, vanished from everything, and now all that remains is a false

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[ghostshield]

Well, he was looking for him, but he wasn't expecting him to be like THIS. In spite of himself, he dashes towards Soze. "Soze! Are... are you okay?" he asks, actually sounding worried.

[Of course he's not okay, you dumbass, his other half is lost in the dimensions,] he mentally chides himself, but sometimes you can't keep yourself from asking stupid questions.

[in_verbatim]

He blinks rapidly at the sound of Nick's voice. He's close enough to sleep that an interruption-- any interruption-- comes as a genuine surprise. Oh. A person. Look at that.

"That's f-funny." He smiles weakly-- not without irony-- when he realizes who's speaking to him. "I was just looking for you..."

Which is a lie, kind of, but Nick's a nice person to find.

[ghostshield]

He tries not to panic at that. [This is the REFORMED Soze, remember? It's not necessarily a bad thing to be looked for by him. Breathe.]

He shakes his head. "Funny, I was looking for you too. I've... got something to ask of you, though I know it'll probably be a hard request to take," he says, trying not to tremble a bit.

[in_verbatim]

His expression hardens-- as much as it can, anyway. The exhaustion is starting to screw with the rest of his emotions. It dampens and numbs everything else.

"What is it?"

[ghostshield]

He steels himself. It's now or never. The worse he can do is... er, gut him, probably. Or something. He's not sure. But he's got to do this.

"I need, um..." He coughs. "I... sortaneedtoenteryoursoulagain." Funny, he was much more certain about his course of action last NIGHT...

[in_verbatim]

"I'm glad you're asking me this time," he murmurs. His blinks are starting to last longer. God, he'd love to sleep. "You want to find Jeff?"

[ghostshield]

He lets out a breath he hadn't even been aware he'd been holding. So much for being a brave man about this sort of thing.

"Ah... y...yeah. He's panicking right now, sending himself off faster than he can be tracked. I want to get in there, see if I can calm him down and maybe tell me where he is, but considering I don't know where he IS right now, the only way I can get to HIM is, well, through you." He rubs the back of his head. "I know I've been an ass about this stuff before, but this time I really need to do this. It's the only way I can communicate with him as he is right now."

He looks at him. "And you're not looking too hot as a result of his travels yourself."

[in_verbatim]

"You don't have to tell me."

He lets his head fall in his hands. He doesn't look up.

"I'll let you in."

[ghostshield]

"S...seriously?"

He nods, vigorously. "All right! I promise I won't linger. I just need to get in and cross over. That's all. I won't..." He swallows. "I won't screw up this time."

[in_verbatim]

"I want Jeff out of there as much as you do," he says simply, head still down. "Are we doing this right now?"

[ghostshield]

He shakes his head. "I need some time to prepare myself mentally. It should be a few days. I'd do it sooner, but this is the first time I've done this by myself..." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sorry."