010 - No Time like the Present

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[Firo paces the plane, looking rather upset and very drunk. He's still got the bottle of Gimbus the Doctor gave him--good going, Doc--and every once in a while he takes a pull from it.]

How could he not... I mean, there has to be something. This can't just be... out of nowhere. It's not. A reason, a cause...

[Swig. He sways and nearly falls over. Yeah, Firo hasn't been this hammered in quite a while.]


[[OOC: Firo experiment, start! It's going to build gradually for the next few days, probably peaking on Friday afternoon or Saturday.]]

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[Well this can't be good.] ...Firo?

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[Stops and squints at him blearily.] Oh. S'you.

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Me.

Did something happen?

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Somethin's always happenin. [Shoves his hat back on his head and stares out at the stars.] Goddamn. The view 's nice here.

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[Follows his gaze.] It is; I'm surprised every time I come here.

[Reaches over to take the bottle.] You've had enough.

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[He takes a step back, holding the bottle away from Hei.]

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Firo. [Darts in and takes the bottle before Firo can stop him.] That's enough.

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Enough? [A laugh that isn't at all like his own.] It's never enough, you stupid woman, don't you understand that?

[He'll be almost falling over now, looking a little... well, scared.]

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[And Hei will be catching him and steering him toward the nearest place to sit down. Which happens to be one of the couches here. He sits Firo down and then stands back, staring at Firo.]

I don't think I've ever been called a "stupid woman" before. What's going on, Firo? [Shakes the bottle a bit.] And what is this? This isn't from Earth, is it? [Takes a whiff and blinks several times as if to wake up.] Holy...who the hell gave you this?

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[Sits with his head in his hands.] S'nothing. No one. Go 'way.

[contract_star]

[Sighs in exasperation and sits down next to him.] Alright then. But I'm not going away.

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[Bleary glare.]

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[Glares right back.]

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You gonna sit there until we get old, or you gonna do what you came for? [His eyes are clear and fevered now, and the rhythm of his voice changes half way through the sentence.]

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[Stares at him for awhile.] It's your head, isn't it? That guy--Szilard or whoever he was. The one you "ate."

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[Still glaring, now with his hands behind his back as though he's tied up.] The hell are you going on about? Not gonna get nothing out of 'em, you know. They took it all--the furniture, the house.

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[You'd think Hei would no better by now not to try and communicate with crazy people. He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.]

The Twins are going all out.

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[Confusion, a ripple of pain, and then he's back and neck-deep in hallucinations.] Go on, then. Takes a great big thimble-full of honor to kill a tied-up man.

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[Tiredly,] I'm not going to kill you, Firo.

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Fir... [Hunching over, hands still held behind him. He makes a tiny, pained noise.] Oh aye, that's it. Hit me. Go on. Do it again!

[Glaring up at Hei, his face flushed and sweaty.]

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[Hei is mostly ignoring Firo now and proceeds to dump out the rest of the bottle.]

Don't go anywhere. [He disappears for a moment and comes back with a tall glass of water which he sets on the floor before Firo.]

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[Stares blankly at the water, hands still behind his back.] I don't... this isn't... [And then a spasm of pain. He tumbles off the couch and knocks the glass over.]

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[Frowns, watching Firo with an expression that could be called concerned. He hates feeling helpless. He crouches down beside Firo and grabs his shoulders.]

Firo...dammit. Hold on. [He grabs up the now-empty glass, disappears, and reappears with it full again. He sets it down and hauls Firo into his lap so that Firo is sort of leaning against him, then he presses the glass to Firo's mouth.]

Drink.

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[He gulps down the water, coughing. He gives Hei a bleary look.] What...?

[contract_star]

[Blinks at the sudden coherency.] Feeling better?