When I planned this I had no idea there'd be two borderline catatonic Crows so close together XD

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[There's a Benji-Crow shuffling aimlessly through the streets of Satellite. He's still a little numb coming off his adventures in being hellgod food which was totally his own stupid fault and is currently not really taking care of himself. He could use a friendly face, although his mind is still a bit of a mess from all those memories that got dredged up. Or he could be just make for some really easy prey. Whatever.]

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[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[Hey Benji! Guess who's looking for you?]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey, Yousay. Well, he's here. Even if he's not exactly paying attention. He's also kinda grungy and hasn't been eating, poor thing. That's what happens when you get mindfucked as hard as he did.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[And he looks rather concerned. No spazzing or glomping? WTF?] Benji?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[No, none of his usual behaviour here. Just a bit of a twitch and some whimpering at the sound of Yousay's voice. One of his hands reflexively moving to clutch at his head.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

. . . were you drinking again? [He looks disapproving.] You know you just end up with a hangover, Benji.

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[He shivers a bit. His eyes finally focusing on Yousay and his face crumples a bit. Giving his head a fierce shake as he backs away.]

You never believe me....

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

. . . Benji? [And now he looks worried.] Benji, what's going on?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

Never, ever ever ever.... You don't trust me. You don't..... [He can't really articulate it. There's just too much raw emotion seething around in his mind. All he knows is that he's hurting.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

Benji, that's not true. [He sits down and reaches out to pull Ben into his arms.] What's going on?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[Ben starts squirming the instant Yousay's arms go around him. Back to shaking his head.] I don't... I don't know. I just don't.....


Why don't you believe.....

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

. . . believe what? [Hey, Benji, cut out the squirming. You're breaking the kid's heart.] Benji . . .

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[He can't help it. He's not quite aware of what he's doing and the last thing he really remembers is being grabbed by vines. You may notice that as well as being kinda grubby, he's also scraped up. Something obviously happend.]


Believe in me. No one believes I can do it....

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

. . . Benji, I don't know what you're talking about.

I . . . . . come on, you need to get cleaned up . . . .

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[He looks down at himself blinking a bit as if he's finally seeing himself and absently rubbing at a scratch on one arm, frowning slightly as if he's trying to remember how he got it. His voice a little stronger when he looks back up at Yousay.]

I... I thought I was gonna die. There was an alley and... and.....

I should be dead. I know that.

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] Benji, I don't know what you're talking about. You just disappeared . . . I thought maybe you got home . . .

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[He lets out an almost hysterical laugh at that.] I- I wish.

There was this monster. In one of the alleys. With- with vines and- and it looked like you... or... one of your doubles I guess. And....

[There's a deep, somewhat shaky breath as he looks at Yousay for a moment and that massive clinging hug will be on the way now.] I'm not dead. Am I?

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[He hugs back.] No. You're not dead. [He buries his face in Ben's hair.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? [His voice is a little muffled against Yousay's shoulder.] Cause, I wouldn't be surprised if the afterlife decided to fuck with me by saying I wasn't when I really was. [And by Benji-logic asking the question again totally makes sense.]

Ohmygod that icon which episode is that

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

I think I'd remember if I'd died, Benji. And if you're dead then I'd have to be dead to be here.

85 I guess.... the last episode of epic Crow-filler we got. ^^

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

I guess..... [He doesn't sound entirely convinced. But he is, at the very least starting to sound more like himself.] That thing totally had me, though. [He looks up, back to taking stock of himself like he can't quite believe that he actually is in one piece, and frowning at how dirty he's somehow gotten.]

Dude. I'm dirtbag filthy....



[ooc: I capped a small handful of epic faces (http://pics.livejournal.com/immicolia/gallery/0001car6). The 2chan caps just didn't have some of the best ones.]

A-HA.

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

I noticed. We should get you cleaned up.

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

How long was I even gone? [Yes, he's totally going to smell his shirt, as if that can tell him.] Ew. Please tell me the hot water is working okay?

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

A few days. And I think so. It was when I went looking for you.

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

A few days!? [And it's at this point his stomach decides to noisily point out, "yes, DAYS" and he makes a face as he wraps his arms around his middle.] Ugh. I'm never leaving the house. Again. Ever. Bad shit always happens.

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

What did happen, Benji?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

I dunno. There was this thing in an alley and all these silver vines and shit. It was something like out of a bad horror movie. [Don't ask why he didn't have the common sense to stay out of the alley. He probably couldn't say.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

. . . and you went down it . . . why?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

Because... [He frowns, trying to remember. His head is a bit of a mess from all fo this.] I heard something. There was someone crying in there and... and this other voice who was just totally being a dickhead... and.... I dunno. I thought I could do something.....

Then... I tried to run but... I got turned around I think. I went the wrong way. [He looks more than a little sheepish at that.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

Benji . . . [But. Snuggle.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[Clings back. And maybe nuzzles a bit. A very, very, vague sort of smile starting to touch his lips.] I know, I'm an idiot. Shut up. Can we just go home. I'm all smelly and hungry.

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [He nuzzles back.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[So, walking now? With Benji cuddling and clinging as they go since he is still quite shaken over apparently losing several days worth of time.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[Sure thing. Yousay will do the Gallant Boyfriend Thing and put an arm around his waist, too.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[And the gallantry is much appreciated. Ben resting his head on Yousay's shoulder. He's tired on top of being hungry and dirty. Fortunately it isn't far back to their place.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[And just sort of . . . following Ben and letting him tend to himself, ready to help him if needed.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[Well Benji's going to start stripping down as soon as he gets in the door. Shower first. And he shoots Yousay a shy sort of smile over his shoulder as he goes.] You wanna come with me?

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[He smiles back.] Do you want me to?

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

Yea... [He almost looks a little embarassed. Mostly because half of the reason is because he really doesn't want to be alone for a good long while. And the other... well, come on.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

All right. [He reaches for Ben's hand.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[And Ben grins, rather foolishly, as he takes that offered hand with the intent of dragging Yousay along with him. You may want to start ditching some clothes too either that or he'll start helping you.]

[whodoyousay.livejournal.com]

[Help all you like, Benji. He's got an image to maintain, here, after all.]

[theuncagedbird.livejournal.com]

[Then help he shall, because clothes in the shower is really kinda awkward. So somewhere in the midst of dragging Yousay along he'll be tugging at the other's shirt. And pants. And whatever else needs to be removed along the way.]