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[guillotine_beat]

Who: Justin Law and everyone who is going to barge into his room
When: All week long (invisibility week)
Where: Justin's room (24A
Summary: Justin is deaf and on-edge, people are invisible
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Possible panic attacks, fights, arguments, and discussion of/reference to depression, injury/amputation, self-harm, and possibly other

Comments

Pick a day, any day I am completely not picky :|b

[prideofwisdom]

[Stein was just in the neighborhood really. He certainly wasn't checking on Justin out of worry or anything. He was just a patient and it was his job to check on his patients so that's what he was doing while he was wandering around on the second floor.

He knocked, softly, at the door trying to see if Justin was around.]

let's pretend Tuesday unless we need to change it

[guillotine_beat]

[Knocking at the door isn't going to get much reaction, but it is unlocked.]

Tuesday it is then

[prideofwisdom]

[Stein waits, but not forever. He cautiously peeks his head in through the door to see if Justin's in there.

And then he remembers that, oh right, everyone's invisible this week.]

Justin, you in here?

[guillotine_beat]

[No response.

Justin... might be sleeping at the desk, communicator face up and glowing in front of him.]

[rebelliousrat]

[There is a strange organic sort of object floating nearby; just out of Justin's line of sight. It begs to be noticed, lingering only a few moments to tilt and twitch before seemingly appearing elsewhere.

It's gone now.

Jet walks aimlessly back and forth between the suite doorways. Now what was that damn kid's room number?]

[guillotine_beat]

[That's one way to catch Justin's attention.]

... Hello?

Derp. Sorry for the lateness, I should be faster now

[rebelliousrat]

[Unfortunately for Justin, Jet was too far gone out of the room to fully hear his response. Though he did hear something.]

"Huh?"

[This whole invisible shabang was fun at first, but it got a little nerve wracking when it came down to not knowing this part of the suite area and all the people he would not have liked to run into. Five minutes pass but Jet eventually ventured back toward the sound.
The sliver of plant cautiously approached the doorway once more, much slower than before.]

totally okay, same here

[guillotine_beat]

[Justin is going to watch it. That is... unusual.]

Hello?

any day?

[sw33t_just1c3]

[Terezi is making good use of her invisibility time. She was carrying around her new scalemate, but she's not now. There's a piece of blue-green chalk in her pocket. Not exactly the right shade, but close enough.]

H3H3H3 H1 JUST1N!!! >8]

[Justin's painted wall is now a message board.]

i have no preference!

[guillotine_beat]

[Oh gods that is not something Justin ever wanted to see again.

It's just Terezi. It's just Terezi. It has to be just Terezi. He's awake right now, it's not another nightmare, it's not a hallucination.]

Terezi?

wednesday-ish, then! Just for a random day, doot doot.

[sw33t_just1c3]

[Terezi if Terezi could read thoughts, that sure would be helpful here. Sadly, she can't.]

WHO 3LS3 WOULD 1T B3 >:?

[guillotine_beat]

Can you speak?

[He would much rather fight past the headache of identifying words than stare at the gradual scrawl of teal across the walls.]