12 [AUDIO]
I think...
[Low hiss, almost a whimper.]
Goddammit get out of my head...!
I--nngh--I am staying in a separate room today.
Please, do not come looking for me. I just--
I can't--
[Another whimper, through clenched teeth, a strangled gulp of breath. Voice is low and pained.]
Dear Makers it's like being eight all over again...
[Long pause in speech, filled with gasping breaths and faint whimpers. Quiets after several seconds, and lets out a long sigh of relief.]
Oh thank the Makers. Hold for just a second, please...
[Swallows thickly; sounds like his mouth is dry.]
I am going to be...hiding today. Do not come looking for me, I will be all right. I just...cannot handle having people around until I get back under control.
My eyes burn and my chest aches and my head is spinning and--and it is going to get worse again in a moment, I know for certain. It has been fading in and out all morning, and I cannot control it at all.
I feel like I am going to go mad.
[Another deep breath, this one much more steady.]
If anyone needs to speak with me I will have my communicator, but please do not attempt to come see me in person. It will end badly.
[Sound of a door opening, closing--quietly--then sound cuts.]
[[OOC: Just so you don't all get confused, Razer's healer-sense is going completely bonkers. This means that just by breathing, he's feeling all the pain--physical and emotional--of everyone in...probably the entire building. He has zero control right now, so even though it's flickering in and out there's nothing he can do to block any of it during the times that it's in. Thus, rather than run the risk of going completely nuts, he's just going to go hide in a closet somewhere or something until it settles down. He'll be around on the comm, and will probably buzz other people when he's in a lull.]]
[Low hiss, almost a whimper.]
Goddammit get out of my head...!
I--nngh--I am staying in a separate room today.
Please, do not come looking for me. I just--
I can't--
[Another whimper, through clenched teeth, a strangled gulp of breath. Voice is low and pained.]
Dear Makers it's like being eight all over again...
[Long pause in speech, filled with gasping breaths and faint whimpers. Quiets after several seconds, and lets out a long sigh of relief.]
Oh thank the Makers. Hold for just a second, please...
[Swallows thickly; sounds like his mouth is dry.]
I am going to be...hiding today. Do not come looking for me, I will be all right. I just...cannot handle having people around until I get back under control.
My eyes burn and my chest aches and my head is spinning and--and it is going to get worse again in a moment, I know for certain. It has been fading in and out all morning, and I cannot control it at all.
I feel like I am going to go mad.
[Another deep breath, this one much more steady.]
If anyone needs to speak with me I will have my communicator, but please do not attempt to come see me in person. It will end badly.
[Sound of a door opening, closing--quietly--then sound cuts.]
[[OOC: Just so you don't all get confused, Razer's healer-sense is going completely bonkers. This means that just by breathing, he's feeling all the pain--physical and emotional--of everyone in...probably the entire building. He has zero control right now, so even though it's flickering in and out there's nothing he can do to block any of it during the times that it's in. Thus, rather than run the risk of going completely nuts, he's just going to go hide in a closet somewhere or something until it settles down. He'll be around on the comm, and will probably buzz other people when he's in a lull.]]