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[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: post kegger]

Charlie lies on his bed and shivers. He's sweating to the point that his t-shirt is damp. He pulls off his sweatshirt and kicks off his shoes, then pulls his sweatshirt back on.

It occurs to him this is more than letting himself get too cold today, but it's too tiring to move and seek help.

Instead, he just lies there.

Comments

[silver_flecks]

"DoNt GeT GeRmS."

[bloodyrockgod]

"You're very lucky." He sneezes. "Sorry.

"So, Del. Angel, god, or demon? And I hope you're not an angel because I've had quite enough of those, thankyouverymuch." He sneezes and coughs at the same time. This takes skill. Well, not so much skill as timing.

[silver_flecks]

"NoNe Of The AbOvE. I'm SoMeThIng ElSe."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Hm." He nods. "Me too. Probably a different something else, though, yeah?"

[silver_flecks]

"YeAh. I'M. DeLiRiUm."

[bloodyrockgod]

He nods again. "I'm a bassist.

"Does that pay well, being delirium? Good benefits package?"

[silver_flecks]

"No. BuT I GeT tO bReAk PeoPle."

[bloodyrockgod]

Blink. Blink.

"You must be very strong for such a little thing."

[silver_flecks]

"NoT tHaT KiNd Of BreAkiNg. InSIDeS Go To MuSh."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oh," says Charlie.

"And you . . . like doing that?"

[silver_flecks]

"Um...I'm GoOd At It?"

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie makes a noncommital sound, then says, "I'm imagining inner organs going squish in your fist. Is it something like that?"

[silver_flecks]

"No. WeLl. SoMetImeS...I bReAk tHe ThInGieS iNsiDe yOuR hEaD."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Hm. Well. You won't have much fun in mine, I think--I'm already pretty broken. Well, messy and chaotic, anyway. And probably quite squishy."

[silver_flecks]

"ThAt MiGhT bE My BaD a WeE bIt."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oh, no, love, it was mostly the heroin. And the Ecstasy. And the pot. And the . . . other stuff." He coughs again.

[silver_flecks]

"YeS. My BaD. TiNy BiT." She pets his head. "I lIkE tHe CoLoUrS. DoN'T yOU?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"The colors . . . yeah. They were cool." He sighs. "And the sleeping. Didn't mind that. Just lying there in the warm . . ."

[silver_flecks]

"I SeT tHeM oN A mAn AnD AnD He ClAwEd HiS eYeS OuT. It WAS MeSsY."

[bloodyrockgod]

The petting is nice. "I didn't know colors could be so violent. Mostly they just sang to me."

[silver_flecks]

"ThEy MaKe NicE SoUnDs. AnD TaStEs. ThE PeRiWiNkLeS aRe YuMmY."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Never had periwinkle . . . though I think I had turquoise once. Tasted like basil."

[silver_flecks]

"I dOn'T lIkE ThEiR ShElLs."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Yeah, terror to pick out of your teeth.

"I once saw a bloke stabbed by a shaft of light, was that your doing too?"

[silver_flecks]

"MAyBe. I Do LoTS oF tHinGS. A LoT ArE bAd."