⇝001 // video

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

<sub>[the video's dark, but it's definitely video; the screen is completely black. there's the snap and clink of a lighter, but the fire isn't seen on the video, as if he's pointing it elsewhere from himself, or isn't aware the video's on; there's a deep inhalation and a deep exhalation, which sounds more like someone breathing through their teeth. it quickly degrades into soft, under-the-breath giggling. his voice is soft enough that someone might not be able to hear him unless they're trying.]

...eeeeveryone's... gone.

[he keeps that low soft breathy giggling up for a moment, and it almost sounds desperate.]</sub>

That's what it says. It says, everyone's gone.

I've never thought about it. What happens when everyone goes away.

<sub>But now, now... they're all gone. Gone, gone... gone.

[his giggling starts to get more frantic but it never gets louder; it sounds more and more desperate, and suddenly-- it stops. he makes a quiet noise, his voice low and quiet. for reference, it's the first four or so seconds.]

zhuzhuzhuzhu...

...but still so noisy.</sub>

Comments

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

Okay?

_{[soft giggles.]}

Oh yes. Fine. Just fine.

Are you?

[queenoftartarus.livejournal.com]

I think so.

[That's actually a really good question. She's not even quite sure why she's alive at the moment...]

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

Good.

You and me. <sub>Just fine.

[he laughs again, leaning closer to the screen; very dimly, his stitched face is visible, half-open green eyes flashing briefly in the slight light.]</sub>

You don't have anyone anymore, do you.

[queenoftartarus.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

Those I love are always with me. [She taps her chest.] Even if they're not here at this Tower.

Do you have a friend here, Mr....?

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

Doctor. Professor. Something like that.

_{[there's a quiet scoffing sound and he leans back out of the light.]}

Stein.

[queenoftartarus.livejournal.com]

Well, Proffessor Stein, i'll be your friend.

[He obbbvioousslly needed one.]

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

Okay.

_{I'm not a very good friend.}

[queenoftartarus.livejournal.com]

[SOCIAL LINK GO? he's probably the friggin death arcana or somefin damn gurl y u do dis.]


That's okay. I'm sure you're not giving yourself enough credit, though.

[patchworkdoctor.livejournal.com]

<sub>[AWWWW YEEEEE. get ready for a hell of a bumpy ride, my friend.

he lets out a shaky breath and giggles. it slowly gets louder and louder before it suddenly cuts off.]</sub>

I can't tell anymore.

<sub>I'm not sure if I still have friends. I'd have to do an experiment. It wouldn't be very interesting.

There's just so much noise.</sub>