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[theforceoncrack]

They aren't real. Or maybe they were, kiddies. I know mine was. Won't ever forget that.

But they're gone now. You ain't hurt. So relax.

....

[ooc: PS I THINK JASDERO IS WITH JACKIE AND FAMILY IN HORTON 305 NOW. PLAY NICE, CHILDREN, OR JACKIE WILL SCOLD.]

Comments

[not_riku_thx]

What are you even talking about?

[theforceoncrack]

Lots of people're havin' some kind of visions or something. Didn't see anything?

[not_riku_thx]

No, I meant what did you see, specific.

[theforceoncrack]

Oh.

Saw my uncle.

[heinesangel]

[Nill isn't looking at her communicator, and is just... sitting on the edge of the bed with the bedsheets pulled over her like a robe while her legs dangle down. She tugs it around herself, and gives a quiet sniffle.]

......

[theforceoncrack]

Hey...

[his own hallucination, as he called it - it didn't bother him much. Or maybe it was just more subtle than Nill's. Than most of the others, apparently. Whatever the case, her distress took priority over anything he might've had. He comes to sit next to her.]

Hey, girlie.

[heinesangel]

[The "hood" of the bedsheet slides down a bit when Jackie comes to sit next to her, but she simply tugs it over her head again with a frown. She doesn't seem to mind that he's there, but... Nill isn't looking at him either.]

[theforceoncrack]

[He was about to put an arm around her when he notices the hiding thing.]

Hey...hey...

[leeeeaaan forward, trying to see her face.]

What's up?

[oh God, did someone hit her? He would've noticed that, right? Is she hiding a bruise?]

[adventlead]

Discedo is a spa?

[theforceoncrack]

Wh....

........no.

[adventlead]

Then how are we meant to relax?

[theforceoncrack]

...alcohol.