notafuckingnut: (I'll be in my bunk)
[A/N: Backdated to the day after the Quirks Flood ended.]


Something's up with Jack, don't know if we're ever going to get him back... )

[PUBLIC - audio]

[It's an accident, the first time he flips the feed on, a coincidence of fingers and a need for something tangible, and while there's no image to accompany it, the voice is recognizable, although...uneasy, bordering on anxious.]

Just...stop.

[The feed cuts out as suddenly as it started.]


[PRIVATE to Castiel - audio]

Stop looking. I'm not doing anything.


[PRIVATE to Lua - audio]

You holding at all? I need...something.


...Stop the planet of the apes, I wanna get off.
notafuckingnut: (Default)
[Accidental!Video to the masses, Spam for Lua]

[The feed flips on, revealing a dark gray that shifts around with the sounds of motion, although voices can be heard, one clearly agitated and just as obviously male, the other more hushed and female.

Note for ease of following:
regular text is Richie, bolded text is Lua]

cut for length. )
notafuckingnut: (hoshit)
[After the conclusion of this, there is a very worried looking Richie on-camera; wild eyes, twitching fingers, general restlessness - it's clear he's had some kind of shock and isn't handling it at all well.]

WILL SHE'S-

[Feed cuts out, only to click back on a few seconds later mid-rant]

- I FUCKING SWEAR I'M GONNA -

[Cuts out again]

[Private to Graham, only this time it's text]

WILL SHES HERE. SHES GOING 2 TRY 2 KILL ME AGAIN I FUCKING SWEAR. I NEED A GUN OR SOMETHING.

I had a visit 2. From some guys who seemd 2 think I did something I didnt do. A few nights ago. Thought u should know.

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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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