[log] Another near-miss.
* Soze sits up suddenly, dazed. He takes several forced blinks.
Soze: ...hi.
Lisim: "Hello. Would you care for some tea?" Lisim doesn't put drugs in her tea. It's safe.
* Soze 's voice is a bit raspy. "What kind?"
Jeff[Extradimensional]: *There's a scream that fades *in* when it should be fading out, and something about it sounds completely wrong. At the peak of its volume, Jeff falls *up* through the floor, his eyes wide with panic. He seizes Soze's collar, but is looking down at where he fell. "*!esaelp* tey ton ,tsirhC !ON oN"
* Soze was asking for -tea- goddammit and then-- oh god, he's getting a -headache.- He pales. "Jeff?"
Soze: Jeff, you wait--
* Soze grasps onto him.
Lisim: "Black tea." O_O Oh my gods! "I...Is he...All right??" They shall BOTH get tea now damn it. Both men that is.
* Soze holds his arm, rather, the one grabbing his collar.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] doesn't seem to quite hear him. He looks into Soze's eyes, his own are wide and crazed. He's a mess. Clothing shredded, covered in dirt and dust. "I...hEAr...tHe...pIpeS...hELp...me..." He says it carefully. The inflection is all wrong, his voice sounds *weird.*
* Jeff[Extradimensional] 's knuckles are split and bleeding. Soze's are not.
* whoooosh ... whooshes. Rumbles by like a freight train. /Missed..../
* Soze will, as calm as he can, try to guide Jeff down to the sofa with him. "What pipes, Jeff?" he asks, just as slow.
Soze: *to Lisim* I'm sorry, this is all very... I'm sorry.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] suddenly *lunges*, but...he's leaping *backwards* a look of frantic desperation on his face. It's like a tape being played in reverse. Oh.
Lisim: "It's all right. Clearly your friend needs you."
Lisim: ...O.o
Soze: JEFF.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] starts pounding the ground, screaming, until the bruises and cuts on his knuckles heal. "!ESOLC GNIKCUF OS M'I !TIMMAD DOG !ONononononononononoN *.oN* .oN"
* whoooosh hurtles in from another direction. So close you can feel it, now, an actual physical SOMETHING that tries to catch him. Misses. Sails past him with a slipstream like a semi.*
* Black enters, a scruffy-looking kid with a metal pole in one hand, a bag over an arm, and goggles perched on his head. He stops to watch this with interest.
* Lisim tilts her head. The shouting is...very strange. Also. Cuts shouldn't heal like that.
* Soze is taking in so much at once-- Jeff and quick, unseen movements and half-dreams-- and -now- his knuckles are bleeding and bruising. He grimaces.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] falls *up* from his knees to a standing position. There's a look of dawning horror that reverses to confusion that turns to desperate hope. His hands move from nearly tearing his hair out to hugging himself to limply at his sides.
* Soze despite everything, rushes over to Jeff. He grabs both of his shoulders-- tight, bleeding knuckles turning white-- and shakes him.
* Black doesn't seem too concerned. "What's wrong with him?"
Lisim: "I'm...not sure."
* Jeff[Extradimensional] doesn't appear to notice Soze. He carefully gets back down on his knees, looking around in confusion. "?emit siht ti ekam did...tsirhC hO" His head slowly lowers, his voice becoming more timid. "?ti ekam I diD" Then he's silent for several seconds, blinking at the ground.
* Black watches for a few more seconds, and then moves toward the bar area. It's not like he can do anything.
* Soze continues to SHAKE THE HELL OUT OF HIM. Nothing's happening, but he doesn't -care- because -christ,- Jeff is right here and he can -feel- him. He'd love to chat with the other people in the sanctuary, buut his brain is kinda occupied, yeah.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] collapses bonelessly upwards from his hands and knees to this feet, and pauses, shaking. Then space begins to twist and fold in on itself in ways that hurt the eyes to look at, and then there's nothing but empty space.
* Jeff[Extradimensional] is gone.
* Soze lowers his hands, standing there.
* Black digs around the bar and finds milk. He waves a hand to Soze.
Soze: ...w-what?
* whoooosh rumbles through, unseen, almost subsonic dopplering from one end of the room to the other.
Black: Oi! Maybe you should sit down and drink something. I don't think you can help him now.
* Lisim sighs. This man needs tea. And...ow. EYES. But...D: for the poor man who went away.
* Soze looks down at his bloody knuckles. He... should wash those off.
Soze: ...be right back.
* Soze disappears into the hallway, weaving a bit as he walks.
* Black looks mildly irritated for a second, before pouring out a glass of milk. He'd test it out on someone else before taking the whole jug home.
* whoooosh comes hurtling in from the ceiling, a streak of yellow light, followed by the rumbling sound, passes right through the spot where Jeff was, and then slams into the wall with a huge concentric explosion of yellow light and noise and ... not much else other than a man falling to the floor.