Klarion|Third Harvest [Video]

[crosscolumbkill]

[The feed is focused less on a face and more on a blurry shoulder; somebody isn't bothering to fuss with his settings or his aim. The low, heavy-breathing voice and blue, tense edge of a throat is enough to ID the speaker for anyone who would particularly know him, however.] Methuselah. Tim, Tim, if you should see Teekl, please

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AND IT BEGINS

[faultlesscon]

[Alex is sitting up immediately, moving to stand.]

Klarion? [Damn this week.] ... You're away from each other, right?

JUST AS PLANNED

[crosscolumbkill]

[A laughing exhale.] Y-yes! Yes, yes, we are---he left---I told him. Ah. [He breathes in, sharply.] We're. Oh. We are very much in a troubled place this week, aren't we?

THERE WILL BE MUCH APOLOGIZING NEXT WEEK

[faultlesscon]

That's good, don't even try looking for him. [Taking the 'berry with him, Alex's brows furrow as he crosses into the suite's common room.]

Did anything happen before he left?

THAT IS WHAT I WANTED WITH MY LIFE

[crosscolumbkill]

We had. We had talks. [A short burst of laughter.] We had conversations until one of us thought it best to have a bit of air and he evacuated first.

I'm staying here, currently, it seems best.

I THOUGHT WE COULD SWAG AND GROW OLD TOGETHER

[faultlesscon]

[Klarion, you are definitely worrying this one AND THAT'S NOT COOL.] No physical harm, then?

I would offer some company but I don't trust this week right now.

WE WERE SUPPOSED TO FIND SHUTTERSHADES TOGETHER

[crosscolumbkill]

I don't. I don't believe I trust this week, either. I cannot say that I trust anyone here.

[His smile is twisted, wry.] But I would confess that, Teekl gone, I fear little for my control otherwise; against that, anything else is small. How fare you?

WE STILL CAN JUST GIVE IT A CHANCE

[faultlesscon]

Trust and like are two different things. [Klarion's words strike some understanding - Alex nods because despite telling things to others, there's hardly a soul he's willing to trust with much more than information. Though.. if Klarion's paying attention, it looks like Alex is move through the halls.]

Better than the last week, at least. I'll keep an eye out for Teekl, just in case.

BABY COME BACK TO ME I DIDN'T MEAN IT, I BOUGHT YOU A RING AND FLOWERS

[crosscolumbkill]

You should. Shouldn't. Do that. [He laughs, small and short, over his mistake.] He may fight. He's uncomfortable. We're both uncomfortable.

[Another short laugh, and then he's got a hand to his temple, fingers pressed hard to his eyes. His mouth's still smiling. He just needs to---just---just give him a second here. He can't look at the feed right now.] Just. Troubled.

I NEVER LEFT- WAIT, FLOWERS?

[faultlesscon]

I'll be quick to leave if that happens - my tolerance for others is quite different than my inclination.

[Translation? Alex may feel like punching people, but it's the one's that've gone under his skin; it may be why he wants to change the feed.] ... Would you mind if I switched the screen off?

AND TICKETS TO A BROADWAY SHOW YOU LIKE

[crosscolumbkill]

Oh, please. [He drops his hand to smile, sweetly, at the screen.] Please do whatever you'd like.

OH BABY HOW DID YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE

[faultlesscon]

... You're a good person, Klarion. [A nod and he reaches over, switches to only audio. ]

There, not sure if that helped much though.

BECAUSE YOU PLAY THE WICKED SOUNDTRACK EVERY NIGHT BEFORE BED

[crosscolumbkill]

[Without vid, he can drag his fingers through his hair, dig his nails into his cheeks. It helps solidify his voice.] It did, it most certainly did. What a wretched, wretched week. Have you had---trouble with anyone?

.. BUT WE HAVE SEPARATE ROOMS

[faultlesscon]

[Alex slumps against the wall, takes a few breaths in before responding.] Good.

Not as much trouble as I usually do - being a recluse has it's positives.

............NOT THAT I'M A CREEPER OR ANYTHING. I CAN. UH. HEAR IT ACROSS THE FACILITY?...

[crosscolumbkill]

I can imagine. [Without the video, he's got less to distract him. Bouncy, nervous, he rocks a little where he sits before abruptly standing and heading for the door.] Do you imagine you'll have any? I would think there would be little issue unless---ttsk. What a horrible week.

NOT SURE WHETHER I SHOULD BE TOUCHED OR WORRIED

[faultlesscon]

[He can hear those sounds, Klarion. Alex is on the first floor around this time so now he's a bit wary.]

Maybe an exchange of punches, but nothing too serious at the moment. What about you, or is that because Teekl is away?

MAYBE BOTH? ALSO YOU'RE OUT OF EGGS AND MILK

[crosscolumbkill]

I survive, I survive. I could be better, as we all could.

[Abruptly, as he turns a sharp left out of his suite's door.] Are you afraid?