thirteen ➢ private + voice

[patheticvillain]

private | kon

I have a question about what Charles did to you. [A beat.] I mean. For you.

public | voice

[He shouldn't be making this post, probably, no matter how curious he is. He's been weird about his mother lately, and if she starts talking to him he's not sure what he'll do.]

[So he compromises: voice, which is a tell in itself, when he could be using video (he's hiding), but to his credit it doesn't shake, and he doesn't sound afraid. Maybe Sam's out there, or Daneca.]

The Admiral's fucking with us again, I note. If anybody wants to catch me up on the news from Jersey, it's not like I'm doing anything. Otherwise I'll just watch everyone else be super uncomfortable.

private | text to zane + chris | later

today was complete bullshit and fuck this boat i have snacks and my door's open

the rules are no talking and whoever brings booze gets the most pillows

Comments

[bittersweeter]

It's still smells like sewage.

[Her voice is as calm and cool as ever, slightly annoyed possibly, but considering who she is talking to? It's par for the course.]

[patheticvillain]

[Emotional state best described as ????.]

So nothing's changed, then.

[?????????]

[bittersweeter]

Nothing.

[Which in reality means: what the fuck is going on kthnx.]

[patheticvillain]

So.

I'm in space prison.

[Best explanation ever.]

[bittersweeter]

[Die in a fire.]

A space prison. Is regular prison too good for you?

[an_abomination]

Hey there, I'm joining the "so, you're Lila" training. I'm Kon-El, I'm the one who works with Cassel.

[bittersweeter]

Hi.

[haha she doesn't even know how to react anymore.]

[an_abomination]

I've heard a lot about you from Cassel. How are you doing over on your end of the multiverse? I heard it can get pretty hectic at times.

[Kon knew it was a possibility that Lila might show up in some shape or form, he just wishes it wouldn't have been so soon after Silent Hill. On the plus side, he's glad this happened now and not earlier.]

[bittersweeter]

It's... fine. Dust eventually settles, Cassel succeeded -- anti-worker legislation didn't pass.

What did he tell you?

[peektuttut]

Gotham's still just this side of cesspit-dom. I don't think there's much Jersey news to share.

...Unless you're from one of those worlds where Gotham doesn't exist.

[patheticvillain]

I am, shockingly. But I feel like I'm in the minority there.

[peektuttut]

Probably a 50/50 split, honestly. I'm Tim.

[patheticvillain]

Cassel. Do you just chat up all the kids you meet on interdimensional connections, or what?

[thirtyfiveminutes]

Oh? And what can you tell me about Jersey?

[You're... interesting. So he'll pay attention to you for about five minutes.]

[patheticvillain]

[His masks are back up, and video is on. He's in pain, and this is an acceptable distraction.]

It's the best of these United States. Why, you never heard of it?

[thirtyfiveminutes]

I beg to differ, I'm from New York City.

[patheticvillain]

Well, maybe we define 'best' differently.

[Private text, Zane/Cassel/Chris]

[mistconduct]

bet mine was worse than yours

[Private text, Zane/Cassel/Chris]

[patheticvillain]

not taking that bet

[He saw.]

[Private text, Zane/Cassel/Chris]

[mistconduct]

thought so.


christ i feel sick. like i'm physically going to throw up sick

[Private text, Zane/Cassel/Chris]

[patheticvillain]

scrap the booze then

Private.

[an_abomination]

Hey. [Responds sometime later, after reading everything.] What's up?

Private.

[patheticvillain]

You said he helped you by getting into your head somehow. Can you tell me more about that?

Re: Private.

[an_abomination]

The images Harvest implanted in my head were extremely violent and truamatizing. I witnessed an entire city being destroyed by my own hands. Charles used his telepathy to repress the images so they didn't flood my mind all at once. He would bring up images from my subconscious bit by bit, so I could build up mental resilience.

Private.

[patheticvillain]

Okay. I want to do the opposite of that.