052 ][ VIDEO

Jan 17, 2011 03:02

[These videos play on a loop from 10am until 5:23pm, at which point they shut off abruptly. No replies come before the shut off.]

Memory OneThe room is golden with hazy afternoon light as it filters through half closed blinds and across to the couch where the woman is laying. Head tipped back, her fair hair spreads along silk cushions, and she ( Read more... )

she was living on gin and tonics, hospital vespers, mama's boy, personal life, man of faith, memory theatre, mama chase, she wasn't your responsibility, gonna care about me more?

Leave a comment

audio } quiesquietis January 18 2011, 01:06:44 UTC
[It's a shallow, softly drawn breath, and whether or not Chase hears it is a matter of his inclination entirely.]

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 03:59:15 UTC
[The connection opens back up, just as silently. The breathing on the other end is regular, if a little slow.]

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 04:37:04 UTC
I suppose you're probably quite tired of hearing apologies for people witnessing what was none of their right to witness, Dr. Chase, so perhaps it would be better if I skipped that and simply told you I will repeat nothing of what I saw?

[But she still sounds apologetic, in her very quiet little voice.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 04:48:08 UTC
You can repeat it. [Now the slur in his own voice is audible, if kept light and faintly amused at her efforts.] I don't care. Don't think anyone else here's going too either. Things... blow over.

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 04:52:59 UTC
[Charlotte is briefly quiet, as if shocked into silence--or preparing herself to speak.]

With all due respect, Doctor, I find it unlikely that you don't care, and even if that is the case you're underestimating--I care.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 05:00:03 UTC
Why?

[There's genuine confusion now, as much as he's opened himself up to all comers by this point with the abandon of lower inhibitions.]

We've spoken a couple of times, but we barely know each other. Why would you?

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 05:08:42 UTC
In a general sense, because I like to imagine I have at least the basic empathy of a well-adjusted child, and so I care when I see someone else hurt regardless of how well we know each other. More specifically, I'm a teacher, and I--know students in not an entirely dissimilar position to yours. Third, we may not have spoken often, but--you've always been polite, and that has less to do with why I care and more to do with why I'm talking to you now. If that's not far too many words.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 05:16:19 UTC
You have students in a not entirely dissm-- different position to mine sixteen years ago. That's what nobody seems to get. This is all done with now. Pretty sure you'll have students in worse positions, too. Everyone's got a story.

[There's a pause. For what isn't entirely clear by the sounds at his end.]

You seem nice.

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 05:24:21 UTC
Because of course anything that happened sixteen years ago doesn't matter anymore.

I--[she pauses also, in a rustle of cloth]--I'm not here to try to convince you to have a heartfelt talk, but I wonder if you might--I have tea. And a thermos. If you'd like anything else to drink.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 05:43:26 UTC
It can't be changed, anymore. small>[He sighs, heavy and tired.] Think I might have overdone it on the drink, for one night.

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 05:47:48 UTC
Of course you know to drink water, you're a medical man...and just because a thing can't be changed doesn't mean it can't be alleviated afterward, which I imagine someone as bright as you would also know.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 05:52:26 UTC
I'm drunk. [As if this is an admission.] I can still tell when a girl's trying to get around me with flattery. Actually, that might work better when I'm sober.

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 05:58:23 UTC
Dr. Chase, I am hardly a girl. [At the advanced spinsterhood of 24.] It's not flattery, unless medical school is much easier than I thought, or you cheated--in the latter case that still shows some cleverness, and you certainly behave like an intelligent person.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 06:04:03 UTC
Strange, you looked like a girl to me. Are you a boy?

[Allow him to disprove your theory, at least while wasted.]

Reply

audio }{ late night quiesquietis January 18 2011, 06:18:02 UTC
I'm a terrifying fey creature of nightmare, and I'm also too old to call a girl. You may be drunk, sir, but that is no excuse for improprieties and liberties.

Reply

audio }{ late night worksmart January 18 2011, 06:36:43 UTC
Right, I've had all kinds of nightmares about gir-- women who look like you. Or do you prefer to be addressed as 'terrifying fey creature of nightmare? How old are you, terrifying girl?

Reply


Leave a comment

Up