tobecaprican: (he blew his mind out in a car)
tobecaprican ([personal profile] tobecaprican) wrote2011-11-02 06:46 pm

last voyages // 7. video. no filter except for t-x.

[ audio; filtered to jesse ]

I'd really resent having to ask whoever the frak your Warden is about where you've got to, so you'd best actually be missing.

[ ... :c ]

[ video; public ]

[ Here would be a description of how stressed and anxious Gaius looks, but a) when isn't he, and b) so is most of everyone, and c) he didn't even do anything apart from hide in his cabin possibly clutching a steak knife. He has his far share of healing scrapes and bruises, and is back into his cigarettes. ]

Are we missing anyone, after all that? I'm-- checking in about where Jesse Pinkman happens to be.

And while I'm here, I'd also like to thank the management for an absolutely phenomenal weekend.

[ No. ]

I'm fine, by the way.

[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
Mmhmm. He did...at our expense. [Capa turns serious for a moment.]

I was. It wasn't anything like I expected. This ship is vast. [A pause.] Also illogical.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He has enough sense left in him to change the filter, at least.] Floors that turned hot and disappeared. Corridors that twisted and turned when you looked at them differently.

Like being inside the sun again, only...nothing made sense.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 11:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'm inclined to think that it doesn't have one. At least not a set one.

[Hm. The sun.]

Well, yes. It made sense because I was inside of the sun. We weren't inside of a sun. So it didn't make sense. [Yeah, even he pauses there to try and figure out what he just said.]

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Why? [He is not aware that this might be a personal question.]

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
And his warden hasn't taken him out? That doesn't sound fair. He should be safe now.

Shouldn't he? [All this talking is making him strangely dizzy.]

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe not. [A pause.] You know...not a lot of people use my name.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
But everyone calls me Capa. Except for Hayley. And Alice. They called me Robert.

[He lets out a soft laugh. This is obviously funny.] So you're the only one left.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
For now. I don't like doctors or infirmaries much. But the medicine is worth it.

And Robert. Stick with Robert.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
A concussion. And blood loss. And exhaustion. Apparently. I wasn't exactly paying much attention.

But I didn't die this time.

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Yes. At least this way, I can leave when I want. [Brave words from a man who is currently awake and not in pain only because of the drugs circulating in his system.]

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[identity profile] ourlastbesthope.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 10:20 am (UTC)(link)
Shh. [And he actually put a finger to his lips.] They don't have to know.

But I should go to sleep, or they might find out.