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[hottest_shot]

Heyyyyyyyyy, you know who you've got, babe. Say what you've gotta say.

[A long pause.

Shuffling.

Cloth.

Clatter.


Another long pause.


The actual cacophony of Finch's dorm.

And if you haven't hung up YET:]

Saints! Is this still o-?

[BEEEEEEEEEP.]

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Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

You mean it'll stay like this.

[He lifts the pillow. He can still FEEL IT... but he can absolutely see Eddie through it.]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

I reckon it will.

[Reaching out to touch it, careful]

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

[It's there, but it's not? Eddie's fingers both find an edge, some resistance, but there's a bit like- somewhere between gas and liquid. The parts that make up the pillow are somehow far apart. So much nothing between them.]

It's weird, isn't it?

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

Well I'll be. That is different.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

I'm not sure what we did.

But we sure did do it.




... Want to see what else we can turn into a trap?

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

A trap, huh?

What're you thinking?

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

Nothing SERIOUS. Just. You ever stub your toe early in the morning.

[He glances at a little stool nearby..]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

Oh, you are wicked.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

Me I'm absolutely innocent. This is just practice. Highly important.

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

Well, guess we better practice, then.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

[Pure mischief vibrates through their connection, warm humor and a fondness for his teammates at the root of it.]

Time for Finch enrichment.

[He holds up a hand, reaching out, a brief hesitation, waiting for Eddie.]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

[Amusement radiates back, and warmth, and humor]

[And that nothing rises up in turn, as Eddie turns it stool-ward]

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

[Jesper's attention focuses in, starting to stitch the nothing in around the grain like he would dyes, letting it profuse the old, dead cells. Slowly, one patch at a time, the stool starts to fade from sight.]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

[He keeps quiet, much as he wants to exclaim about that one being set-in, too, though Jesper can surely feel the spark of excitement -- just watches, instead, as the stool slowly fades from sight]

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

I think it's working?? [The burst of excitement in answer is followed by Jesper lightly shaking Eddie.]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

It's working like you wouldn'tbelieve.

[Shaking him back, the little rill of excitement growing stronger]

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

[He lets go of the stool and eases back, almost expecting it to snap back into... sight? Reality?]

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

[There's a sort of a -- pressure, from Eddie's end,as though he's trying to snap it back into sight]

[But the stool stays exactly where it isn't, utterly unseen]

Well I'll be.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

[Yeah he's just going to sit in quiet awe for a moment.]

Saints. You can't DO this in my world??

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

I ain't holding it like that no more.

It's just set.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

What?

....

I'm not either.

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

Guess we worked it in there real good.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

Oh.

Oh this could have USES.

Re: Day 65, morning

[nowyouseemenowyoudont]

This could be real fun.

Re: Day 65, morning

[hottest_shot]

Think... we could manage to put this into clothes?