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Seth Reed ([info]needmymedicine) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-01-14 21:27:00

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Entry tags:plotty mcplot, seth reed, tachikoma

Who: Seth and Tachikoma
When: Tonight
What: Seth is freaked and runs over to Tach's for help...and gets a surprise.



Seth hadn't had the best of days, so when he got home and his hand went through the mouse beside his computer he thought, at first, that he might just be imagining it. The day had sucked and he was tired. So he was hallucinating or his crazy had somehow upped itself without alerting him.

He tried again--same problem. And again. Then, suddenly, he fell through the seat of his chair.

It felt kind of like drifting downward through water. Feeling oneself sieving through a solid object was not the most comfortable feeling, especially when he started to go through the floor.

Panicked, he kicked out--and went shooting up toward the ceiling. He yelped and backpedaled, windmilling his arms.

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

He hovered there, not moving for a moment, then began to test this weird air-swimming thing. He couldn't figure out how to turn it off, but he did manage to figure out how hard he had to concentrate to get himself moving. It really was all about concentrating, as it turned out, not about the flailing he'd been trying to use. And once he got past the weirdness of it, he figured this might be cool--but he wasn't quite done freaking out yet.

So where to go? He went through the door to his apartment, then up through three more stories to the roof. The wind buffeted him about a bit, but he didn't much care. He could hold himself in place pretty well. He looked in all directions from where he was.

Well, when in doubt...try something stupid.

He shot off the edge of the roof before he could tell himself not to and, despite how much this kind of sucked--that was cool. He was flying, genuinely flying through the air.

He headed in the general direction of Tach's estate...which wasn't easy, because it was hard to judge roads from a bird's-eye-view. But he made it there eventually, coming slowly down toward her front door. It had been a fun trip, scaring the shit out of anyone who happened to look up.

He tried knocking on the door--his hand went through. "Stupid." He glared at the door. No real way of knocking...but who needed a knock?

He carefully pressed toward, then through, the door, reappearing on Tach's doormat. "Tach?" he called out tentatively. This was going to be fun to explain.



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[info]williseeheaven
2008-01-17 12:43 pm UTC (link)
Tach frowned. She didn't like it when Seth was unhappy, and wished there was someway to cheer him up. But now he seemed so uncomfortable, and she thought that anything she did would make things worse.

"Um. If you want?" She shrugged a little. "I don't know how long it'll last." She didn't sound nearly as uncomfortable as Seth was, but she knew he didn't like it.

She hoped this wouldn't happen to Kitten. Kitten really liked her clothes, and would probably be really upset if they disappeared.

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[info]needmymedicine
2008-01-18 03:20 am UTC (link)
((OOC: AWWWWWWW. Poor Kitten. XD))

"It's probably the best idea," he said, his voice level. "I already figured out how to work the computer like this, so I'll send you a message later." He was so anxious to get out of there. He wanted to bolt, yank the door open...

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[info]williseeheaven
2008-01-18 03:40 am UTC (link)
"Okay. I'll talk to you later." She got up and waved a little, even though his back was to her. "Um.. Sorry?" She didn't really know what to say. She tried to not be naked. It just didn't work out.

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[info]needmymedicine
2008-01-18 03:47 am UTC (link)
He'd probably feel guilty about ditching her later, but at that moment all he wanted was out. He went through the door without saying anything else, and shot up from the earth as high as he could go. He wanted to be somewhere else, somewhere buffeted by wind, a place where the howling would drown it all out.

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[info]williseeheaven
2008-01-18 03:54 am UTC (link)
Puppy barked up at her. "All done talking?" she asked, bending to scratch his ears.

She sighed, blowing a lock of hair out of her face. She walked upstairs to find Kitten and make sure she was okay.

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