James: 14 [Video]

[nonmetus]

[James is staring at the berry as if he's trying to see its inner workings] How can it... They give us these things, make us dependent on them, and watch us. Our every move. They're controlling us. Every single move. They're formaculing us. [His breath catches, his eyes wide, suddenly terrified]

They can't-- they can't--! How have I not realized it

Comments

[sevenyrsworldly]

Don't think... [And he cuts it off, his words, just...looking rather frustrated that he can't say the rest of them. But what he wants to say is that he doesn't think they have their thoughts.

His words perhaps, since he can't say anything to his dad.]

[nonmetus]

I can't not think. I'm thinking too much and they're getting all of it.

[sevenyrsworldly]

Think of the same...? [There he goes again, quiet. The same thing over and over. Like a red ball.]

[nonmetus]

The same. It is the same. Over and over. But they know everything, even what I don't think. My past, my future.

[sevenyrsworldly]

Can't know... [It hasn't happened yet for James after all. And his experiences are different than Lily's, not to mention they couldn't have gotten anything from Harry's memories.

[nonmetus]

They do. They know it all... Dunno how.

[sevenyrsworldly]

Can't... [They can't know it.]

[nonmetus]

They can... [He's losing steam, just wanting to curl up somewhere and disappear]

[sevenyrsworldly]

Still. [Even with them knowing, what does it matter?]

[nonmetus]

Still on it. It's still on it. [Not that that makes much sense. It only matters because he's suddenly super paranoid]

[sevenyrsworldly]

Sleep. [At least then he won't be panicking like a chicken with its head cut off. :T]

[nonmetus]

Darc... is coming. He said-- said he'll help.

[sevenyrsworldly]

O-okay. [>: Keywords, man.]