Hilbert. (
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caughtinanetwork2012-04-28 11:53 pm
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Dream/Video (Backdated).
"If you do not feel as strongly... you shall not stop me."
An echoing tease that always loops in his head, even in silly dreams. But this one gleams with something special... yet dark. Hilbert is sitting in a lonely chair, complete with a lonely room that has very little decoration. White pasted on the walls and concrete, but facing a music box. It's just as lonely, singing those words. It's mocking him. An unfinished melody he traded for... for what?
"They can't see you, Hilbert."
He gasps, his deadened expression animated with shock. A different melody. A different taunt. The boy motions towards the box, but it welcomed by the rush of water giving him a forceful push from behind. Seemingly from nowhere, but gladly grasping his form and lungs. He coughs, desperate for oxygen and the reach of the musical box floating nearby. It continues to sing:
"They can't see you, Hilbert. They can't see you."
"No, no, no!" the boy wants to scream, but the liquid takes his words and simply chokes. He's reaching, the tip of his finger barely touching the wooden surface. It takes one more try, one more reach. Barely managing to keep himself afloat, he tries for one last stretch--
"Who is Hilbert?"
God. No. Please no, stop it.
"I don't know." "Who is that?" "Who?" "Who are you?"
Voices that he recognizes, each a little squeeze around his throat. The boy with a permanently serious expression. The girl who always smiled. The boy with green hair. Faces among faces that matched each voice, unable to make certain who he was. They were fading away into the distance, each and every one of them. Even the most frequent, a dreadfully sweet voice that matched the face of a particular girl. Hilbert allowed his weight to carry him down, eyes locked on the girl as he slowly lost consciousness. She has golden curls. She stands at the bottom as if she could easily breathe through this terror. Tilting her head, she mouths "who are you?"
[Hilbert wakes with a shuddering startle, his vision blurred with tears and feeling warm with sweat. He flutters his eyes before rubbing his face sore, murmuring to himself. Choking into a sob, Zorua crawls from under the covers and curls up at his side. Eventually quietening into light breathing, he says one clear thing to himself:]
Stupid.
(ooc: /punches formatting in the FAAAACE)
[voice]
so she's silent for awhile, contemplating whether to reply. after a while, she does. ]
Are you okay?
Video.
He furrows his brow, tilting not to the question, but the voice itself.]
Is that—?
[ voice ]
Yeah.
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Sorry, that wasn't very... eh. [A slight shrug. How would you describe that?] Weird things going on around here lately, seriously.
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It isn't fair. I should be the one apologizing.
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Why would you apologize? It's just a dumb dream. [A hint of laughter in his voice. Really, who is this?]
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[ this was a bad idea - she's realizing it now, but it's too late to stop. ]
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voice. THIS CAN CONTINUE ELSEWHERE IF YOU WANT... 0u0
Video. YESSU PLZ. O vO
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Hilbert! If that's what you're worried about, I'm not going to forget you! Ever!
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Bianca, wha... what are you... what?
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But anyway, are you going to be okay Hilbert? I said that I wasn't going to forget you no matter what though.
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I'll... I'll be fine, really. I know you wouldn't, Bianca.
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And one who would talk back.
She turns on the video feed, unsure of what to say at first, but then--]
Are you...afraid of being forgotten?
[being left behind--]
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Huffing as he turns away.]
A little.
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[Her voice is gentle, even as he acts all huffy. It's not like she's stopping him from turning off the video feed from his end; and she doesn't like to make a habit out of allowing people to see her like this either. In the middle of the night, still sleepy, barely awake...
...So there.]
I-- I wouldn't worry about it.
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Geez, you aren't very good at this~ [A weak smile, but teasing and hoping to press past this issue.]
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...Most of the time, she can't even decide whether she likes the attention or not.]
H-Hey--!
[Trying not to be too loud, but still is a bit offended. She sees that smile of his and folds her arms.]
I was seriously worried for a sec there, but I guess that was my mistake.
[HMPTH.]
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[Now a small laugh breaks through this shaky state.] Sorry, I... I knew you were. I'm fine. Really.
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[That's the concerned voice of your roommate's girlfriend.]
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O-oh.
This is startling.]
H-hey, um, Amane, right? [He sniffs and awkwardly waves.] Hi there? What are you...
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['Are you okay?' is a rhetorical question here.]
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A suspicious eye shift towards his door. Does Silver know?] U-um, yeah. Just a nightmare, that's all. I woke up, so definitely alright now! Heh.
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[Gawwwkkkk--nope, not doing that again.]
Has Silver been alright, by the way? I, I know the timing is weird to ask, but with all of this happening...
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