Good evening.
[Jem smiled at the Dreamberry screen, leaning forward. He appears to be wearing an unbelted robe and a t-shirt, the closest he can find to the dressing gowns and sleep shirts he's used to, sitting on his carefully made bed, his violin nearby. Another sleepless night]
I was wondering--
[Jem's sentence was cut off by a violent fit of
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Close the door. [He managed to croak, not wanting anyone else to see or to worry. Less witnesses = less to explain]
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Are you going to explain to me what happened or are you going to give me a silly excuse like Will usually does?
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Would you...believe it? [He lay back against the bed, squeezing his eyes closed]
Under the bed. [He's asking her to look, preferably before he passes out]
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[Jessamine bends down quickly to look under the bed but she has no clue what she's looking for. there's a small box which she assumes is what he wants her to get and she extracts it.]
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Jem! Oh, for the Angel's sake, Jem, don't do this to me!
[Her eyes flit to the box in her hand and open it to reveal a powdery white substance. Her first thought is of course, the obvious: opium. While she doesn't approve, she's heard about what can happen to people if they're already addicted and need it in their system. How is she supposed to give this to him? She's not just going to shove it down his mouth. Jessamine searches the room for something to use and her eyes fall on a cup of tea on the near bedside table.
Without any hesitation she reaches for the teaspoon on the saucer, scoops some of the powder into the cup and mixes before gingerly sitting on the bed beside Jem. She lifts his head up with some difficulty and with a bit of a commanding tone, she speaks to him.]
Open your mouth.
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If her mother saw her now...Griting her teeth, she holds him down as best she can before pouring the liquid down his throat and shutting his mouth so that he swallows it.]
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Finally.
But then he was choking on tea? Jem reflexively swallowed the cold tea, spiced with something bitter and familiar, until his throat was cleared again. Almost immediately he felt the warmth flare in his face, the sparks shooting into his fingertips. Then he took a sudden, deep breath, seeing pinpricks, then seeing Jessamine.
Jem blinked]
Tea...in bed. How gauche. [He tried to joke, relieved as he rode the surge of energy that always followed an episode and the administration of the "medicine"]
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Pardon me for not wanting to stuff the powder up your nose. I had no other way to administer what I'm assuming is your medicine.
[She stands up, turning to face Jem with her hands on her hips. Can you tell she's not impressed with you, Jem?] Now, for putting me through that, I do believe you owe me an explaination. A proper one.
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But first... thank you. [Jem whispered, reaching out to touch his fingertips to the edge of her hand, which was as far as he could reach without moving the rest of his body]
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Well I wasn't just about to let you die now, was I?
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I would have done the same for you.
[Jem's arm fell away, lax against the bed]
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[Don't think that she's letting you get away without telling her what happened.]
Now tell me what happened. And if you try to give me an excuse like Will usually does, I'll know.
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I wish you... and he both weren't so vicious to one another. He's the only one who doesn't believe I'm a worthless addict, and say as much behind my back. And I owe my life to him, so many times over.
[He glanced up, one brow raised] He does have a good heart, you know. His mouth aside.
[Jem sighed] You think it's opium, don't you?
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