Jacob Davies (cryogenetic) wrote in reality_dome, @ 2014-03-26 21:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | alexandra crowe, dahlia thomas, jacob cooper, jaime davies, linda ryder, michael archer, ~crimson moretti |
Needles
Characters: Jake, Jaime, Dahlia, Sin, Mike, anyone else who wants to witness
When: 8:22 AM Wednesday morning
Location: around the usual table in the Keep
Warnings/Rating: some angst, maybe. Needles, 'cause, duh.
Summary: Jake is dragged out of bed to play witness to needle poking. People are presumably poked with needles.
Status: Complete
The last time he'd been jarred out of sleep by Jaime's incessant texts, it had been for Christmas. He hadn't stayed up any later than usual, or gone to bed any earlier last night, so the noise from his phone was interrupting his sleep. It was eight before he'd managed to roll out of bed with any degree of coherency, and even that was only because there was apparently something going on in the Keep. He washed up and dressed before he headed from his cabin to the Keep, jogging part of the way. When he moved inside, he caught sight of Jaime near the tables and a few other people around. "Hey," he said before he moved to the table itself to investigate the spread of needles. From her string of texts, he'd heard the theories they were cropping up with, and he ran his hand lightly over his face before he turned around to look to see who was there, what was going on, and if he was here to be the first Guinea pig or just watch someone else do it. He picked up the needle with his name on it and swung his blue eyes around to regard anyone in the area. "So what're we doing here? I have reading comprehension issues this early in the morning." Even as he asked, he studied the fluid in the needle. His eyes shifted to Jaime and Mike and then beyond them to drift back around at the others. |