[RL with Kirk - are you afraid of the dark?]

[cannotemotealie]

[Emo knows that, logically, there's nothing really awful going on here. His mask is gone - so what? Go to bed, sleep through the day, call in sick to work, it'll be fine after the virus wears off. It has to be a virus too because he doesn't just misplace his eyes. But there are sounds in his house and it's a shitty place with shitty locks and

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[yeswedo]

[Jim arrives looking like he hasn't slept in days - probably about a month, actually, since he's had real sleep.] Hey, Emo. [He makes his presence known immediately, knowing what silence might do to a blind man. He walks into the living room before he notices Emo on the floor, but when he does, he doesn't say anything, just moves to help him up, putting a hand on his arm and helping him into the chair.] Easy, buddy.

[He means it to sound encouraging, but it probably just infantilizes him. Oops. When Emo's back in his chair, Jim goes to take a seat on the couch, debating commenting on the towel for a moment. Instead, he sits in the comfortable silence. It's nice to be in the company of a friend for the first time in a long time. He rests his forearms on his knees comfortably.] Nice place. [As if he hadn't just come in and found him on the floor in a mess.]

you can choose if he hears anything or not but it's emo's fear more than anything :x

[cannotemotealie]

[Emo just grunts and puts his head in his hands, keeping the towel over his head because he really, really doesn't need people to see this shit. Fuck. He hears Kirk moving around, hears him sit down and this is the worst possible first meeting IRL he could ever imagine.] Yeah. It's - it works. [He sighs and doesn't even try to look up,] Look, the whole - I'm saving face RN, okay? I don't need you see-

[He cuts off when he hears floorboards creak in the kitchen, the sound of a door shutting softly, and he jerks his head up to listen.] Did you hear that?

[yeswedo]

[No. He hadn't heard anything, but he knew from the tone of Emo's voice that making it look like he was just paranoid was just going to be another blow to the guy's confidence. One that he couldn't take. Shakily, Jim got to his feet.] I'll go check it out. [He didn't have his phaser, it had been taken when he signed his own decommissioning paperwork, but Emo didn't need to know that.] Want me to get you anything while I'm in there?

[cannotemotealie]

[This was pathetic, what was he? Some kind of fucking loser or something who needed Kirk to check his closets for monsters?] GD it. [He slumps into the chair.] How about my mask, LOL? - Or a beer. Surly over freaked out, man, 's in the kitchen, under the sink in a black trashbag. Not cold but who cares. [Dully,] Grab as many as you want.