[log] Intervention, part 2
Soze shows up in the middle of Hastur's April Fools' prank, and discovers that...Jeff isn't as afraid of the Outer God as he used to be. Sensing something is terribly amiss, he asks to speak with Jeff in private.

* Soze PINs in after him, tense. He doesn't move to sit down.
Soze: ...
* Jeff , on the other hand, is calm. "We won't be disturbed," he says quietly, and then waits for Keyser to speak.
Soze: Jeff, I want you to...
* Soze stops.
* Soze considers, a moment, on how to phrase this.
Soze: Why are you doing this?
Jeff: I was already having the dreams, Keyser. When I stopped fighting...there was so much *more*.
* Jeff 's eyes are lit up like a kid at Christmas.
* Soze hates how he can feel Jeff's excitement in his own veins. It makes him feel sick.
Soze: Jeff.
Soze: He said we were an experiment.
Soze: He told you as much.
Jeff: You make it sound so impersonal. It's not like that.
Soze: You're letting him get into your head to much.
* Soze is keeping his voice calm too.
Jeff: He's never hurt me, Keyser.
Soze: You're-- ...sounding really strange right now.
Soze: You're speaking differently.
Jeff: ...maybe I am. I've seen so *many* new things.
* Jeff smiles.
Soze: You sound like a fucking Stepford wife.
* Jeff pinches the bridge of his nose. "He's not *brainwashing* me, Keyser."
Soze: You'd say that.
Soze: This isn't right.
Soze: ...fuck.
* Soze sits down.
Jeff: Look. I *get* where you're coming from. I really do.
Soze: Jeff, maybe we're remembering different things.
Jeff: We can't understand them. Our minds just aren't capable. That's why they terrify us.
* Jeff blinks. "What do you mean?"
Soze: You asked him to stop your dreams. Right? You said, 'if I ask you to stop, will you?'
Soze: And he said...
Jeff: He said he could only do it for a price.
Soze: 'Give me a chunk of your creativity.' 'Give me a memory.' 'Give me that guy over there.'
Soze: Why the fuck does he need a price??
Soze: I mean, what is he gaining here?
Jeff: I doubt that's something either of us can understand.
Jeff: He says it's curiosity. I doubt that's all there is.
Soze: Bullshit. He's using us.
Jeff: For what?
Jeff: What could he possibly need from us? He's a god.
Soze: Why else would he box us in with a price? He knew you wouldn't pay. He isn't stupid.
Soze: Are you familiar with Greek mythology? You're probably familiar with Greek mythology, but let's not get on a tangent here...
Soze: We are little pawns for whatever reason, and he's brainwashing you and trying to say that it's okay.
Soze: They use us and throw away the shells.
Jeff: What do you suggest I do, Keyser? Fighting him was making me crazy. I didn't get better until I stopped fighting him.
* Jeff shakes his head. "I wish I could show you what I've seen. You'd understand. I've been all over the universe. It's *amazing.*
Jeff: *"
* Jeff stands up and goes to his desk, rifling through one of the drawers.
Soze: ...
Soze: Giving up is easier, but it doesn't mean things are getting better.
Soze: We need to talk to Njoki. I don't know. Someone.
* Soze needs a cigarette. He takes one out and lights up.
* Jeff pulls out a thick stack of papers. At least a ream's worth. "Do I seem insane to you? Sick? I'm *not*."
* Jeff is completely calm.
Soze: I don't know what to tell you.
Soze: I don't agree with this.
* Jeff hands the stack of papers over. "I've been writing down some of what I've seen. It doesn't do it justice, but..."
Jeff: Look, if talking to Njoki will make you feel better, I won't stop you.
Soze: ...
Soze: I'm not reading those.
* Soze doesn't take them.
* Jeff sighs. "Suit yourself."
* Jeff puts them back on the desk. "They're just words. They're not going to hurt you."
Soze: ...
Soze: I feel like I'm going to throw up.
* Soze doesn't -really- mean it, but he is getting a headache.
Jeff: ...I'm sorry.
* Soze stands up. If he's getting any solutions to this, it isn't going to be through Jeff.
Soze: Thanks for talking.
* Soze takes a quick drag of his cigarette.
* Jeff nods. "You're welcome."
Soze: ...
Soze: ...Seeya.