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Ben Hawkins [Carnivale] (iaintnoangel) wrote in hellascenes,
@ 2013-09-29 19:05:00

Entry tags:

!40 pts, ben hawkins, claire bennet

Who: Ben Hawkins and OPEN
What: Ben needs to meet people
Where: Outside
When: Sunday
Warnings: He is prone to lashing out if he's touched without consent. He can also flood your character's head with unpleasant mental images if he chooses to do so. In other words, don't make the boy angry! :)

Four days. He'd been in this (literal) hell for four days and three sleepless nights. he didn't dare sleep. Not here, not in this place populated by unimaginable monsters.

He didn't know anyone here. He'd spoken to only a couple of people, over the network. He'd avoided his so called room mate. He'd avoided everyone by hiding out, keeping to the shadows. He was cold and hungry and tired as fuck, but he rubbed his eyes and hit his head against the wall to stay awake.

"Can't sleep," he murmured, reminding himself. His head lulled, and he jerked it back up, forced his eyes wide. He'd found no sign of Samson, Lodz, Jonesy, or anyone. There was no Management to be found, only thee strange little device that allowed him access to some kind of network where people could post and send messages back and forth. He had tried to read through it, but he couldn't keep up, and now that he'd gone four days without sleep he could barely read the words anyway.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, son't close your eyes, can't sleep, stay awake," he murmured to himself, the words sounding like a low whistle. He walked, one foot in front of the other, with no idea where he was going...

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iaintnoangel
2013-09-29 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Ben's gaze shot up at the sound of her voice. He took a stumbling step backward, moving away from her. His back hit the wall, and he brought a hand up to grip the roots of his hair.

He was far from okay, and he knew it, but he wasn't willing to admit it. He mentally told himself to stay calm, keep his cool. "I can't sleep...dreams..." Ben hit the heel of his hand against his forehead.

He drew in a breath, dropped his hand and looked at Claire. He didn't know her, he'd never seen her before. "No, I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm fine."

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invincible
2013-09-29 09:33 pm UTC (link)

He definitely didn't look good, at all. Claire didn't know exactly what was wrong with him, but there was something. She didn't know how she would help him, but she was going to try her best. She hoped that she could actually make a difference, or at least get him to talk to her or something.

"You have bad dreams?" She asked, she was trying to get more information about the situation. As he stumbled back against the wall like that, she knew something was not right. Maybe he was a drug addict or something. He could have been going through withdrawal. Or it could be any number of other things.

She stepped closer, attempting to put a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, you're going to be okay. I'm Claire. I know it's strange here, and disorienting but it's going to be okay."

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iaintnoangel
2013-09-29 09:55 pm UTC (link)

"Don't." Ben reacted badly, often lashing out, when someone touched him. This time was no different, disoriented as he was, he brought a hand up to swat Claire's hand away from his shoulder. "Don't touch me."

Ben pressed himself to the wall, as if he meant to disappear into the bricks at his back. His eyes closed, his brow furrowed. He let out a shaking breath. He knew he needed sleep, but he couldn't face the dreams that came with shutting his eyes.

"I'm fine. Just leave me. Leave me alone."

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invincible
2013-09-30 09:47 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sorry." Claire stepped back. He was more messed up than she thought. She didn't really know how to help him. He definitely didn't want to be touched, and she understood that. Still, she could tell something was wrong and she didn't want to just leave him.

"You're not fine." Claire told him, shaking her head. She could tell. He was far from fine. "What's going on?" Maybe she could help. She didn't know if she could, but she wanted to try. Maybe he was something like her, not normal. She couldn't really tell that, though. It was just a theory.

She didn't try to touch him again. She just wanted to make sure he was going to be alright.

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iaintnoangel
2013-10-02 09:44 pm UTC (link)

"It ain't nothing I can't handle," Ben stated. He felt that much was true. If he didn't sleep, he couldn't dream. The only problem was he was starting to hallucinate again. But if he knew he was hallucinating, then he still had it under control. He could handle it. He had to.

"I don't need no help, all right?" He wasn't trying to be rude, but he'd never been one to ask anyone for help. Not even beautiful women. He shook his head and took a step back. "Ain't nothing you can do anyhow."

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invincible
2013-10-02 11:04 pm UTC (link)

"Well alright." Claire said. She'd tried. He didn't seem to want anything to do with her. She didn't know exactly what was going on with him, but clearly it wasn't good. She'd down all she could have, though. It was probably best to just back off and leave him alone. He didn't want her help, and she didn't know him.

"I hope it gets better." She said, and waved a bit, before turning and walking off. It was dangerous out here, but that didn't seem to matter to the guy. Claire couldn't make him see, and he didn't really tell her anything. It was best to just go.

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