89 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

[Intended to be private to Kirk, but is of course completely public. TYVM BARGE.]

[This is posted in the early hours of the morning - four or five AM. Shego's voice is hoarse and whispery - she sounds completely unlike herself. And she's freaking out a bit. A lot.]

I. You. You need to -

- I don't know, I know there isn't anything, I -

- you need to do something. Help me - kill me - I don't care, I am not doing this again, I can't, I won't -

[There's a screech of static and the line cuts out.]

[OOC: What's going on here? She's suffering two death tolls at once - being decapitated by Buffy, and the horrible uber-Death Toll suffered by those who ventured into the engine room during the Dead In The Water event last year. Which was so bad that she pretty much committed suicide-by-Joker for the sake of a hard reset. It didn't work. I....needed to break out the big guns to get through her foot-thick layer of apathy. :V

Edit: As of a couple of days after this has been posted, it and all replies to it have been retroactively made private.  People who replied to it can still see it, but nobody else.]

Comments

[der-umgekehrte.livejournal.com]

[Stildyne is up, the bastard, and was in the gym when the comm went off.]

Ma'am!

Dammit, this is an open braid, isn't it? Infirmary, you reading?

Ma'am, where are you?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[There's a long radio silence which is spent realising that the network has ruined the hell out of her filters.]

Oh for - [STATIC.]

Leave me alone.

[der-umgekehrte.livejournal.com]

[That's not how you first aid, ma'am.]

Not to put too fine a point on it but no. Where the hell are you. Are you physically hurt or feeling an old death toll.

[peektuttut]

[Jfc Shego D:] Where are you?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[When she responds a little while later, her voice is less muted and a bit forcedly normal.]

It doesn't matter. I just had a bad dream is all. It doesn't matter.

[Private]

[peektuttut]

It matters. Are you with Jim?

[Private]

[cisskabob]

Shego? What's going on?

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Nothing. I'm fine.

[THAT'S KIND OF UNCONVINCING SHEGO. Long pause.]

What about you? I haven't seen you - arching - forever. In the gym. I was gonna bring it up but then I didn't.

[Private]

[cisskabob]

...You know I don't believe you, right?

[LONG PAUSE right back at you, Shego.]

I guess I just haven't really felt like it lately.

[mightymorbid]

Shego?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Yeah?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Sister... is there anything I can bring you?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

I don't think there's anything that'll help.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Maybe I could come and see you? I could bring soup? Or gin? Or maybe grapes?

YOU KNOW YOU WANTED A SPAM

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Even if it is a fail private, Kirk still gets the message, because he has some kind of special Shego alarm or something ridiculous and stalkerlike, so he is up and stumbling out of his bed at four or five in the morning. He knocks maybe once before pushing his way into her room.] "Shego?"

I TOTES DID

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[But she's not here. :| She went wandering off and by the time you find her Jim, she'll probably be in the CES. ENJOY.]

I SAID SPAM NOT HIDE AND GO SEEK

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[ooc; also if you aren't okay with any of this then too bad because you wouldn't respond to me on aim :c]

[Too bad he never actually got that creeper tracking device to ever work. Jim grabs his communicator to call for her that way, which of course the stupid thing just gives him static in reply. Stupid piece of shit. So frustrated, he checks the Inmate bathrooms, the gym, the kitchen, and the medical ward even though that's a long shot, before heading up to the deck, so when you say probably, you better mean she is because it's been like almost an hour at this point and he's getting really concerned that she just jumped over the edge or something equally horrible.

The CES is a last ditch effort and he's really relieved to see that green face.] "Shego. What's going on?"

[darknessb4me]

[...that can't be her.]

Shego?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Hi Arthas.

Private

[darknessb4me]

If you're serious, I can reset you.

[Pretty matter-of-fact. He does it to himself enough, is not a big thing.]

[requiresssacrifice]

Where are you?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Right now?

Um.

Common room. Near the library.

Private- I totally thought I responded to this.

[yourunichase]

What happened, Green?

Private

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

I...

It's nothing. I'm dealing with it.

Private

[yourunichase]

You don't sound like you are, Green.

Can I help?