Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight/It's 2 A.M., I'm drunk again

[bloody_pens]

Characters: Rick bloody_pens and Qi enchainement; guest appearances by cocooned! REAL appearances by Simon pompous_today, Genius man_genius and Ben marrymarajade
Date/Time: Late-ish, April 23rd
Location: The Clinic, Wellspring Island
Rating: G for now Now PG for some language.
Summary: A half-drunk insomniac Rick and a sober insomniac crazy star chick watch over their family members and friends in dream

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[enchainement]

"Don't kick him," muttered a dark corner, though if Rick waited a second it'd be a girl in a dark corner instead, sitting on the floor with the soles of her bare feet pressed into each other. When Simon fell asleep and was suddenly isolated and cut off from everything else in the Sphere, Qĭ not-so-subtly lost her shit. Finding Genius in the same state? Didn't help things. And no one really wanted to argue with her when she insisted that all the cocoons end up in the same room.

Honestly, who really wants to argue with her at any point?

"Won't wake them." Nose wrinkle. "Pickling."

[bloody_pens]

Rick gave a loud yelp when Qi's voice came from nowhere; he leaned forward onto Genius, breathing heavily, feeling his heart flutter.

"Jeez." He put a hand over his chest, waiting til his breath regulated a bit before turning to look at her. "Should've figured you'd be here, star-friend. And should've been prepared for you scaring the hell out of me, too."

He looked over at her, seeing her wrinkled nose.

"Pickling?"

[enchainement]

"Put your breath in a jar and preserve anything. Everything." She waited until Rick's heart beat calmed to something a little more...regular and less heart-attack warning signs.

"My brother, my friend..." And Ben, whom she hadn't actually met but maybe now she needed to. "Here is here. Where would I be?"

Somewhere, in medical, there is a little black cat sleeping in a desk.

[bloody_pens]

Rick chose to ignore Qi's comments about his breath. On some level, of course, he realized how tremendously stupid it was to drink before coming in to spend the night- and who knew how much longer- watching a cocoon, but he felt like that was the only way he could cope, too.

"Fair point." He got up and moved closer to Qi, squatting down nearby. He wondered if he should give her a hug or... something, but wasn't sure how she would react to the gesture.

"So... here you are, and here I am. Planning on staying up all night?"

Some time after the above thread

[pompous_today]

"I am Brianna."

Simon started to open his eyes when the dream- Brianna's dream- faded- only to immediately shut them as the cocoon around him crumbled into sand.

Wait. Cocoon? Oh, no...

Simon sat up, uttering a soft curse under his breath, his eyes watering profusely. He spat gritty sand from his mouth before he looked around himself, realizing that he was in one of the patient rooms at the clinic. Two more forms were in clear prisons near him. Rick was draped over one of them, fast asleep. And near him...

"Meimei..."

He wasn't sure what else to say to his sister.

[enchainement]

The girl sucked in a quiet breath. Here was her brother, essentially fine, someone else's dream swirling around in his head...why hadn't he done this at home, why was he taking this risk, why why why why why...

Qĭ frowned at him. "Covered in sand like a crab." She wasn't going to hug him in that state. At least, not until she was sure she didn't want to punch him instead.

[pompous_today]

Simon went to the sink before approaching Qi, finding a cup and cleaning his mouth out a bit with water before going over to her, resting one hand on the side of her head. The more he thought about what had happened, the further his heart felt like it was sinking; had he been out long? Who had found him and brought him here?

"I know I am. Are you alright?"

[enchainement]

She shrugged. "Here, breathing, nothing broken. St. Gabriel sleeps in your desk." Alright was such a terrible question, and her brother by now should have known better than to ask her.

Still, she touched his hand in response. "Go, be less sandy."