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morning 204; @zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ Good morning! Instead of the usual mush following a date, Zell is going to start the morning off STRONG. ]

ᕙ(– ڡ – )ᕗ

@jphawkins, text

[rattlingthestars]

ೕ(•̀ᴗ•́)

night 203 (I don't know if makes sense)

[swatsflies]

[ The day was saved and emotions were running wild. Zell waited until after lockdown and after he was sure Jim was awake before dismissing himself from the others. Physically, Jim was fine. He knows from previous monster encounters that he wouldn’t be mentally okay. He also knows he can trust Jim to Zack and Kunsel. They can have their talks and help cheer him up, while Zell sets up something special to take his mind off of things.

Choosing the small office in the back and moving things around to make sure he has room. Then he’ll set up the air mattress. This, as well as the earlier shouting and running around to head off the monster definitely counts as a work out. Covering it with the fitted sheet, and using fabric to drape down from the desk to give them a fort.

After he was finished, he lit some candles to set around on the floor and desk.Kicking off his shoes and stripping down to his pants to cool off after that. Setting up a plate with cola in the center and draping his jacket over a reachable spot before he heads for the bathroom. Making sure he looks presentable and trying to calm himself down. His heart was racing from more than just post monster nerves.

Once he was sure he looked fine, and replaced his clothes with the cleaner set he had, he shoots Jim a message. ]

Upstairs in the office.
Come up when you’re ready.
(｡’▽’｡)♡

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's calmed down a little in the intervening hours between the monster that came out of his head and now. He's spent time with his friends and he's no longer freaking out, but he can't help but wonder where Zell's disappeared to. He itches to send a message - come back, I need you - but Zell's probably got a good reason for retreating.

Doesn't mean he isn't looking at the message with bemusement when he gets it, at least at first, but by the time he makes his excuses and heads upstairs he's got a smile on his face.

He pauses at the door and clears his throat. ]

Knock knock?

Voice;

[blindloyalty]

This may be out of place. Inappropriate, even... But I was thinking of people to talk to, and I don't know many others. Please pardon my intrusion. Do you have a moment to talk?

voice;

[rattlingthestars]

[ It takes Jim a moment to place the username, and when he does ... well, it is surprising, but ... ]

It's cool. Are you alright?

@totheark; really early morning 222

[0thingsonmymind]

i'm sorry

[rattlingthestars]

for what?

[ It's way too early for Jim to brain, especially after the day he had yesterday. ]

erryday

[swatsflies]

[ sends dick pics ;D ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ sexy. ]

night 242; @zd; audio

[swatsflies]

[ He decides to leave a message in his inbox. ]

Hey, Stars. I wanted to say good night to you. [ There is a pause. ] Good night.

[ What does he even say? How much he misses him, even though it's been half a day? How he'll be watching videos and replaying messages from before?

He makes a soft noise under his breath before he settles on something. ]

Love you, baby.

[ Then he hangs up. ]

Day 243; @zd, audio

[swatsflies]

Hey. [ His voice sounds subdue. ] Letting you know I'm in one piece.

[ #snowhellthings ]

Morph is fine. He's been keeping an eye on Mochi for me. [ There is a small bit of his usual energy there, but it's quickly gone. ] Thinking of you, Stars. I'll talk to you so- [ There is a clamor and then the sound of Mochi freaking out. ]

Oh shit. [ And it ends there. ]

Day 242 audio; @dreamsnhonor

[heroproceeding]

[ It's strange. A little too strange when he looks up from where he'd been searching among the building and it just seems a lot quieter than normal. Usually, he'd at least be hearing Zell and Jim chattering about and at first he'd thought maybe they'd gone a bit deeper into the building or had wanted some space together.

But that thought dies when he finds out he's not with Zell either. And he soon finds himself standing out on one of the skywalks with this uneasy feeling crawling in his gut as he pulls out his tablet. He'd been acting a little strange earlier, but maybe Zack's overthinking this.

Maybe... except when he pulls off a glove to stuff in his pocket briefly to make typing easier, his eyes fixate on the odd, almost sharper looking edge there seems to be to his nails. It's enough for him to decide to shoot a voice message. ]

Jim, where are you? I know this place is pretty big, but...

@jphawkins, text

[rattlingthestars]

[ Thanks to the skywalks, Jim's already put a good bit of distance between him and Zack. He hopes, anyway; if the others are coming his way, there's only so much he's going to be able to do to hide in this state.

This eyes are blacked out more often than not, now, and he's avoiding rubble somehow but he doesn't know how much longer he can keep that up. ]

Not there anymore. I had to go, Zack.

Night 267 audio; @dreamsnhonor

[heroproceeding]

[ It's still a few hours before lockdown when he shoots the message his way. Better off to check and see how they're doing. Gives him something to try and relieve some tension over. They have the tents, sure, but it would be even better if they could find a place to stay at. He doubts the tents would ever be sturdy enough to survive an anomaly attack. ]

Any luck over there?

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's hoping the message will be some kind of confirmation that Zack and Kunsel are safe - but then it isn't.

He takes a deep breath and lets it out before he answers: ]

Think we see something. We're headed toward it.

Lockdown 267; action bb

[swatsflies]

[ Zack is taking long and longer to respond between each message. Lockdown is ticking down, and his split between Jim and his tablet. He hasn’t made a move to get into his bag yet, other than letting Mochi out. It should be okay, he tells himself.

Then there’s the tell-tale chime saying he has a message. There it is. Relief starts to pour on him when he brings his tablet up to his ear and click it.

Zell... We don't have the tents.

He can feel his heart wrench up and everything go cold.

Hitting it again to make sure he heard right and then he curses. Launching over to his bag to start opening it up. ]

Frickin’ hell. No no no no no. [ He finally pulls out the tent. Then he’ll look over at Jim as he raises it. ]

Jim.

i'm still not really sure how this is gonna work but i'm going with it!

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's been leaning his head on Zell's shoulder, half an ear and eye on his messages. From the outside it looks like he's not worrying at all; Zack and Kunsel'll be fine. They've got the tents, and he just has to be calm until they get word that they're settled in for the night.

And then -

and then -

Jim barely feels it when Zell leaves his side to check the tents, he's so frozen. He only snaps out of it when Zell says his name. ]

No - we've got to -

[ Do something. ]

day 273; event; action pt. 1

[swatsflies]

[ They both were feeling sick, and from what he has he can guess it's a milder version of the radiation poison they all suffered in the past.

That doesn't bother him.

In fact nothing bothers him.

There is a lack of anything in terms of emotions. He didn't feel excitement or relief when he saw Jim's face beside him. No warmth on the inside of fluttery feelings as they get ready for their day. What should be there is gone.

Linking his hand in Jim's as he stares at him. The usual happiness and warmth that might be on his face is completely lacking. ]

Jim. I need to try something for a moment.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim is pale and quiet, suffering through whatever this is with as much stoicism as he can muster. He turns to look at Zell and he's feeling badly enough that it takes a minute for the question to even register.

Then he's nodding, slowly, as he replays the words in his head. There's something wrong with Zell's voice. His face, too, Jim realizes. ]

-What is it?

275; action (sick Jims) (Quickie, sorry)

[swatsflies]

[ It's the second day after he regained feelings and his heart is doing sommersaults when he sees that Jim is still there and he still feels love for him. Still feels the relief and happiness. Reaching over to cup the side of his face and realizing something isn't normal.

Hair is there. He's breathing, but he might be pale? ]

Hey, Stars? [ Reaching up to touch his forehead to check. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's skin is burning hot, and when he opens his eyes to respond there's a hint of confusion there until he focuses in on Zell.

Both of Zell? ]

-Hey.

action; 296

[swatsflies]

[ He wakes up feeling like something is missing. Carefully sitting up as he peer at the sleeping forms beside him. Then it hits him like a blow...

They no longer appeared older. The memories of time passing, and things being bleak in the future without him were there, but becoming blurred around the edges. Like it might have been a vivid dream.

And Jim wasn't holding on or snuggled against him. His body feels cold as he seeks out Jim. Sleep was trying to drag him back, which is keeping him from realizing that he actually remembers everyone again, when he finally locates Jim. Moving over to help himself to curling up beside him, wrapping an arm around him.

Then it hits him. He remembers Jim and everyone again. Grinning softly to himself as he presses a kiss against Jim's head, and then settles against him. When Jim wakes up, they can celebrate. For now, he's going to wrap his arms around him and go back to sleep. ]

Night Stars.

Re: action; 296

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's curled up in a ball, keeping himself warm without his usual human blanket. He relaxes under Zell's arm and hums in his sleep as he settles back against his boyfriend.

He doesn't wake up all the way, though, not until an hour before dawn.

He sits up quickly, finding his movement a little restricted, but when his eyes land on Zell it's the same kind of relief he felt before all over again. ]

Sunshine? Hey, wake up, we're normal again.

night 308, text @zd (You can ignore)

[swatsflies]

(•̀ ▽•̀).。ｏ♡

just the one

[rattlingthestars]

（´・｀ ）♡

wink wink

[swatsflies]

sends nudes

331; action

[swatsflies]

[ Baths beat showers, but it was still a lot of fun. Still wet and warm from the shower as he approaches the boyfriend to help himself running his fingers through his hair. ]

Hey. It's growing again.

[ His voice is low to keep any of their critters from hearing. Reaching around him to snag something off the counter ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ It's still damp and soft, and a little too long. Jim never bothered to go back and neaten it up after gifting it to the fire place - there'd been too much else going on - so there are ragged spots all around the back where he'd had it in a braid. ]

Bet it looks kinda weird back there.

[ He doesn't sound too concerned about that, though; being petted is distracting. ]

Evening 283 text; @dreamsnhonor

[heroproceeding]

[ There's no message. Only an attachment.

Then again, it's probably impossible not to catch onto the context the moment he opens it. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ In return Zack gets a video of Jim holding up the certificate and lighting it on fire. ]

364 -Event- Action (This or should it be set later?)

[swatsflies]

[ When the admin sends out the message, he at first doesn't really think about it. And then he hears another notif and looks again. It's repeating. Is she broken?

Then it looks like gibberish. Different languages cover his screen and it's pretty freaky as hell. He heads to where Jim is in the morning to show him. ]

Jim, look at this?

[ He waves his tablet around to show? Is still sleeping? Does Zell need to climb on him because he will. ]

(this is good)

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim is sketching in his book, not paying much attention to the tablet. He hears it go off, but if it's something important one of them will probably tell him about it.

He only looks up when he hears Zell moving around, and there's a question on his lips until absolute gibberish comes out of his boyfriend's mouth. ] ]

Uh.

[ There's a pause. ]

What was that?

377

[swatsflies]

[ Room 13 is described as follows: A small electrical closet, covered in mold. There are boxes that probably have cables inside, but it will take tools to open them.

After getting Angel's message and getting some supplies from others, hand over some gloves to Jim and putting some over his own hands for protection against the mold. ]

This should be a piece of cake, baby.

[ Especially since they have Jim's brains and his knowledge. He left most of his stuff behind, but has a tool belt full of their combined tools, wires, and tape. Rolling up his sleeves and opening it up to take a look. There's a low whistle as he sees that mess. ]

Wow. You think someone stole the wires on purpose?

[rattlingthestars]

-Yikes.

[ Jim leans over Zell, resting his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder, and considers the job in front of them. ]

With a wreck like that? I guess so. Probably whoever cleared out the rest of town.

[ The lack of wires or any kind of useable tech has long been Jim's least favorite part of Norfinbury, after all the death and kidnapping. ]

Unless animals got to it before they all died off from the poison.

Day 404 action; eeeey backdating

[heroproceeding]

[ He's still staring at his tablet after finishing his conversation with Tadashi. He should probably stash it away. Conserve its energy, but he.. just needs a moment more. Thinking over what he said, he tries to commit those words to memory. He also finds himself pushing off from the floor pretty soon after though, feeling restless.

Restless enough to plant it and start doing some squats. All this hyper-aware energy needs to go. He needs to not think about things...

His squats notably get faster and faster. ]

hey 404 was this month, it's not our most impressive backdating ever

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's watching silently. His face is twisted into something unpleasant, though it's a hard emotion to read; his mind is a mix of racing thoughts and deep, raging anger.

Zack's exercise is at least a distraction, though he could probably think of a better one. ]

Hey. Spar with me.