[John is out of shot, but his voice is clearly tired. He's been watching quietly lately, and he can't stop feeling hungry. When he actually gets the urge to eat three square meals a day, something is very, very wrong
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[Video] - there you go. LJ only seeks to make us all as happy as possible. Always.zerosuitjillAugust 27 2011, 22:19:57 UTC
[She doesn't smile, but there's a flicker of something like genial in her eyes.] If we get some kind of dinosaur invasion, God forbid, I'm shoving you in front of them and using you as a distraction.
[Video] - oh, dang. There goes your dream. 8[zerosuitjillAugust 27 2011, 22:28:45 UTC
Oh, I don't know. Small brains, basic instinct -- just flail around and make enough noise, Mr. Constantine, and I'm sure you'll look appetizing enough.
[All right, more srs now, speaking of food.] ...So you're feeling it, too.
[Video] - /patszerosuitjillAugust 28 2011, 06:18:35 UTC
[She tilts her head slightly and glances aside, the motions acknowledging.] Maybe. Saw you do it once already.
[She frowns a little.] It's... I feel hungry, yeah, but I can tell I don't physically need anything more than what I've been eating. I don't know what I do feel like eating, though, and that's the weirder part.
[Video | Private]zerosuitjillAugust 28 2011, 06:46:07 UTC
[She doesn't often give those Are You Crazy? stares, but John gets one.
But then, after a pause, she stands and moves out of sight, returning a moment later and rubbing a coin clean with the hem of her shirt.
Why not? Nothing else has worked.
Jill shoots him another look, and then hesitantly raises the metal to her lips and slips it between them. She expects the bitter tang of metal, as usual, intrusive and unsavory -- but the look on her face says that's not the case. Her eyes drift closed after a couple seconds, the tension in her shoulders leaving -- tension she didn't even realize she had.
She moves her tongue over it, tasting it for a few seconds more -- and then as suddenly as if she's been electrocuted, her eyes snap open and she hastily spits the coin to the side, shrinking back in her chair.
She looks and feels positively sick, her face paler than usual.]
[Video | Private]satangotmylungsAugust 28 2011, 06:49:58 UTC
[He watches her, and though it could be some sort of sexual stimulant to another man, if it is to John, it doesn't show in the least. No, while she's trying it on for size, he lights up a cigarette and smoke wafts into view, messing with what little of him she can see. When she finally spits it out, even after he could tell her brief enjoyment of it, he finally speaks.]
[Video | Private]zerosuitjillAugust 29 2011, 01:42:59 UTC
[She blinks, and then shakes her head as she crosses her arms to keep a shudder at bay -- although whether it'd be one of disgust or desire is anyone's guess.]
Don't. [It's almost worse than before, now that she knows.] ...It can't be coincidence -- if everyone ends up like this, or worse...
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What? You've never wanted to see a real dinosaur?
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You can decide then if I really mean it.
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I'm too scrawny to eat, I'm afraid. I'm sure they'll see that with their itty bitty bizarro eyes.
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[All right, more srs now, speaking of food.] ...So you're feeling it, too.
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Yeah. I am.
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[She frowns a little.] It's... I feel hungry, yeah, but I can tell I don't physically need anything more than what I've been eating. I don't know what I do feel like eating, though, and that's the weirder part.
Not sure I want to know where this is headed.
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I know the smell of blood, the taste of it. It's the closest thing to what I can figure I crave.
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But then, after a pause, she stands and moves out of sight, returning a moment later and rubbing a coin clean with the hem of her shirt.
Why not? Nothing else has worked.
Jill shoots him another look, and then hesitantly raises the metal to her lips and slips it between them. She expects the bitter tang of metal, as usual, intrusive and unsavory -- but the look on her face says that's not the case. Her eyes drift closed after a couple seconds, the tension in her shoulders leaving -- tension she didn't even realize she had.
She moves her tongue over it, tasting it for a few seconds more -- and then as suddenly as if she's been electrocuted, her eyes snap open and she hastily spits the coin to the side, shrinking back in her chair.
She looks and feels positively sick, her face paler than usual.]
...Oh, God...
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Raw meat?
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Don't. [It's almost worse than before, now that she knows.] ...It can't be coincidence -- if everyone ends up like this, or worse...
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