ext_215186 ([identity profile] itsthecoat.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-07-13 01:59 pm

08- Insanity isn't all it's cracked up to be

[Jack appears on the Plane, sitting with his knees against his chest and his arms wrapped around his legs, in the same clothes Ianto gave him earlier, though by now they're as much of a mess as he is. Jack hasn't slept in days, and if his insomnia didn't show before, it definitely does now. His eyes seem unfocused, though they keep moving across the Plane, first smoothly in one direction, then abruptly in the opposite direction. At first it looks like his whole body is shaking, but if you look closely you notice that it's mostly just his hands; the bandages on one seem to have been picked at, and there's both fresh and old blood on them, and the other is broken and crudely taken care of.

Jack simply sits there, muttering to himself]
Knocking won't stop down in the morgue. They never knocked before, but then I did it and they learned. Ianto and Gwen say they don't hear it, but they do I know they do why do they say they don't? They're just waiting for me to say something, waiting for me to slip up. No more chemicals in the coffee, no more coffee in the chemicals.

[OOC: Ok, so by this point Jack has gone a little too long without sleeping, and it's starting to catch up to him. Currently he suffers from hallucinations (visual and auditory), slurred and/or nonsensical speech , nystagmus (rapid involuntary rhythmic eye movement), and hand tremors.So in other words you've got yourselves a borderline-insane Jack =/ Again, feel free to have your characters interact with him as usual, but know that he's not exactly in the best state of mind]

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[crouches down next to him]

Oh, Jack.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[without asking permission, he reaches over and places his fingers to Jack's temple, creating an instant connection]

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Keeps them connected as he skims through Jack's mind---trying not to focus on the reemerging memories]

Gray. Who's---Is that who you're dreaming about, Jack?

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[rueful chuckle]

Sounds a bit like me and the Master.

Let me see, though, Jack. What's got you awake? You've seen more terrible things than just these memories. What hurt you?

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Toshiko. Owen. I knew her...small universe, isn't it?

I can block the memories, Jack. Temporarily, like a dissolving stitch.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
It's only temporary. Jack, listen to me. Focus on my voice. I'm trying to help you.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack, it's in your head. Jack, listen. Please, Jack.

[verging on desperate; he can't get through, can't go deep enough]

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[no longer forcing a connection, this time he grabs Jack's head and forces him to face him]

Jack, please. Please, tell me what's wrong.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack, I know. I know what you're feeling. Let me save you. Please.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I know, I know Jack. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course you mattered, Jack. The Master...it's just complicated.