TIMOTHY ➥ 012 | text and accidental video.

[bridalgownwings]

hlp. Suite 32C.

[The text coming from the device is unlike how the user normally communicates aesthetically via text but he cannot help but fumble through the motions as he can barely move his hands. Allowing it to drop from his hold though, it hits the floor and suddenly with a bit of static video comes to life. A view from the ground up, Timothy

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[gotthesescars]

[Somebody hurt? even dying?

Can't resist that. Joker slips into the room, a little smile twitching on his scarred face]

Evening...

[bridalgownwings]

[He thought the text was enough so when he heard the door open he looked up and did not see anyone who expected to see standing there in the doorway. It was that man that so many had warned him about and really, he could not even move, he could not shift to get away he only took in a sharp breath and looked towards the door, brow lined with sweat.] What--

Do you want?

[gotthesescars]

Nothing, particularly. Though I am a little parched, I have to say, and I wouldn't say no to a nice glass of milk. [He nods. He's just trying to throw him off]

So.

Death.

How interesting. [He steeples his fingers together]

Care if I watch?

[bridalgownwings]

[His brows furrow as the other speaks and allows a heavy breath to escape his lips. So this guy really is a bastard is he? That much is obvious to him but it's not like he is any condition to tell the other to sod off or get up himself and turn away from the situation. Instead he clenches his hands onto the sheets around him.] Yes.

Yes I mind. Don't-- [Another breath.] Don't you have anything better to do?

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[bucky_cap]

[Fuck trying to text. Bucky hasn't heard from Timothy all week - while he chalked it up to the kid just being quiet, as usual, he's kicking himself for not checking in now. What's going on? Hopefully he isn't too late... God, if the kid was out wandering, he's going to give him an earful-

Bucky isn't affected by the gold collar, so with his shield in hand, he manages to hack his way upstairs pretty quickly all things considered. He doesn't bother to knock, it's the Young Avengers' suite, and he barges right into Timothy's room as well.

The sight makes his heart tighten in his chest.] Timothy. Timothy, shit, what happened? [He drops the shield and moves to his side immediately.]

[action]

[bridalgownwings]

[The sudden noise of the other barging into the room causes him to jump slightly, his heart rapidly speed up within his chest, as fast as it can. Lips parted, his breathing labored he turned his head to the side and looked blearily at the other for a moment and then seemed to sink further into his mattress, his head into the pillow. Bucky was there--it was who he really wanted to see in times like this and well, times like this--as far as he was convinced would not last longer.] I--

[He swallowed a breath.] Was attacked, Sunday.

[action]

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky is angry, horrified, worried, all at once. It's a tumultuous mix of emotions not lessened any by the fact that he's seeing this after realizing Accelerator's been missing most of the week as well. He'll have to check on Yukina soon, god, why hadn't he done this before? With all this shit about the Joker...

He's kicking himself inside as he moves to inspect the wounds. Infected, definitely. Festering. Oh hell...] Sunday? Why didn't you tell me? You should have called me, kiddo, I would have gotten you a doctor- Shit... It's gonna be okay, yeah? There are antidotes to this stuff.

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[bridalgownwings]

[He knows he's likely upset everyone but hell, he has not been conscious for most of the week, not exactly sure what had been going on as he was lost in a state of delirium. He was lucky that night he was able to find the device and at least communicate something over the network. As the other looks at him he tenses and watches his face--he knows his face well and knows he's gotta be upset, but also see's the worry. Bucky's got lots of people to care about and this point--Timothy just kind of wished he would have died already to save him the trouble but when he finally came to for that moment, he knew he needed help.] I didn't think 'bout it.

[His speech slurred slightly, mumbling as he closed his eyes for a moment.] I cleaned the wounds--then fell asleep. . .

action. WORST not!boyfriend action, go 8|

[didntneedmagic]

[He's running, definitely running out of his room. To hell with it if he gets cut or hurt on the way because he can brush it off, and the room is down the hall. Should've been smarter, asked around, called more and actually went to visit but he didn't, and this is how he gets to find out. One door for the common room, and another to Timothy, this one opened by a shoulder to the wood.

A brief glance and there's a twist in his chest before he closes his eyes, drops to his knees by the other's bedside. No words, just the stupid image of what the feed gave him and what he saw before something tugged in the back of his head.]

You-- why didn't you tell anyone?!

action.

[bridalgownwings]

[The door slams open and he tenses, his brows furrowing together and he immediately widens his eyes slightly when realizes it's Jonathon and he's not wearing a blindfold. Immediately his breathing speeds up and he watches as the other teen stumbles in and falls to his bedside. Swallowing a breath, he looks down at the other for a long while ever after his speaks, a pulling in his chest and a twisting in his stomach.] I couldn't.

I just, cleaned the wounds, fell asleep-- [He stumbles through the words.] I didn't know it'd be like this.

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[didntneedmagic]

You couldn't, or you didn't want to? [His breath hitches in the throat at the answer. His forearms are on the edge of the bed but his eyes are closed, no matter how much he wants to look because it's still there, whatever it is and damnit, he doesn't want to care about it but its going to happen and that's probably what frustrates him the most about this. Can't help at all, he can only watch and even then, he can't do that!]

Timothy, you-- [He puts his head down.] ... Don't do this to me.

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[bridalgownwings]

I couldn't. [His voice sounds serious despite the wavering it possesses and he looks down at the top of the others head, his voice quiet as he watches him because of course this had to happen at a time like this, when everything had to be smoothing out and yeah, maybe he was a bit of an idiot for not asking for help at the beginning of the whole thing and yeah maybe this was all his fault but that had always been Timothys problem, he never knew when to ask for help.] Don't do what?

[He manages a small but bitter laugh as he looks back up to the ceiling.] Don't do it again?

[Action]

[artemisaim]

[She's right across the hall so she'll be there in a matter of minutes. God damn it, Timothy]

How long have you been hiding this?

[Action]

[bridalgownwings]

[He's watching the door open and stares at Kate when she steps through, not much expression is allowed but his face is sad because he can hear her voice even though her image is not very clear.] Since Sunday.

[Timothy takes in a sharp breath.]

[Action]

[artemisaim]

Why. Why wouldn't you tell someone? [Now isn't the time to get mad and lecture him. She knows that. But it's hard not to when he should have told someone right when this happened. This could have been prevented. She goes over and sits on the bed by him. There isn't anything she can do. She's not a doctor and she knows nothing about poison. But she still wants to try to do something. After Haven, she doesn't think she can deal with another of her friends dying while she just sits by completely helpless] There should be a doctor coming. Hopefully. Let me see.

[Action]

[bridalgownwings]

When I got back--no one was 'round, so I cleaned up and went to bed. [His voice shook slightly as he tried to sit up, watching her sit up, instead he just manages to shift his position slightly. At this point he knows there is likely not much anyone can do but still--it's Kate, she's his best friend and her company is enough. Eyes lidded, he tries to manage a small smile.]

Figures--everyone's powerless this week, huh?

action.

[faultlesscon]

[The fact that he gets to watch another person die is barely registering with Alex when he walks into the other's room-- walks. His pace is controlled but his expression and breathing say otherwise. There's a pause and he looks around, stands by the bed.]

... Who's seen you?

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[bridalgownwings]

[His eyes open when he hears the footsteps, his eyes looking out towards the other shape of the body before looking up and focusing on Alex's face. For once he's the quietest that has come around. Everyone else has seemed panicked but the other seems in a calm and well--Timothy almost likes it if it were not a little perturbing to him. Watching carefully, his chest rises and falls as sweat builds upon his brow.] Doctor wise or just people?

[There is a small wince.] 'Cause no doctors have if that's what you're really asking.

action.

[faultlesscon]

[It's difficult for him not to blow up at the ordeal. Alex gets a little closer and he reaches over, wipes at the other's brow with his sleeve--he's wearing a sweater considering the fact that his shirts are covered in blood from.. things. A small nod and he exhales, looks over the damage. No abilities, only first aid and well... Since when can bandages and ointment help with something like this?]

Do you want brutal honesty? [His hands clench into fists as he pulls back.]

action.

[bridalgownwings]

[He would not know, he's never been attacked by giant man-eating plants before. Still, watching the other he lets out a small sigh, a small sound of thanks as the other pushes the sweat from his brow, lidding his expression and looking down. He's not sure he can look at the other, Timothy knows that he's upset easily and after finally sharing a decent moment of friendship with him, it came down to this. Noting as he pulls back, he turns his head only slightly to watch him.] Are you going to punch me if I say yes?

[There is almost a small tease but, it's quiet.]