making your insomnia everyone else's problem [video]

[tr1xx]

[ It's late, like, super late. Like 'if any of us had a clock to go off it'd probably read 3am' kind of late. The stars are shining clear in the sky and the only light on the feed is from the Heartstone, not even a fire. Wherever Cammie's settled, she's not right next to anyone else in the group for some reason or another.

Cammie is also, notably, not on any watch rotation. Also also, she's totally human, aka: neither nocturnal, nor able to get by without sleeping at all. She's fastening her ears back around her ponytail, as the live feed starts, which means she probably at least gave sleeping a go—there's even some makeshift blankets wrapped around her shoulders—but she's awake now, looking tired as anything but perky, too. Only the particular observant may note the slightly haunted look beneath the teenage bravado and energetic way she speaks. ]

Christ, I'm bored. What's a girl s'posed to do around here when it's too dark an' cold out to go on a walk or somethin', eh? Call me addicted to technology all ye like, but the Ether's a blessin' when—

[ She coughs, does not finish that sentence. She admits she's up because of nightmares and precedent from home tells her someone will stage an intervention. ]

Anyway. Some of youse must still be up, aye? Anyone wanna play like— what did people play before the Ether... —2 truths 1 lie? Truth or dare? Hell, I'd say 20 questions but I think the multiverse makes that kinda complicated. Imagine someone picks somethin' only found in their universe. Practically amounts to cheatin' and ye might not even know ye doin' it.

...but, seriously, I'm goin' out of my mind doin' nothin' right now, surely I cannae be the only one?

[ There's a nonzero chance this broadcast wakes up people who weren't, actually, already awake at 3am, but Cammie's decided that's worth the risk right now. Sorry everyone. ]

Comments

[hourglasshalfempty]

I would love to, but some inconsiderate person woke me to demand entertainment.

[he wasn't, but not for lack of trying, and that's not going to put anyone in a good mood.]

[hallelujahjunction]

Do what I do during the day, wrap your mirror in a blanket and go sleep near the fire or some running water for some white noise.

[There's nothing condescending in Dan's tone; he's giving actual advice that's worked for him. Since their first night here, he and Bunny have had a fire safely burning away in their troll home not just for the warmth Dan, with his terrible circulation, so desperately needs, but also to dampen out some of the sound of the camp.]

[hourglasshalfempty]

[Raistlin examines Dan minutely. He is very much looking for any reason to take offense at Dan's statement, with all the focus of someone who desperately wants to pick a fight but is practical enough not to alienate people unnecessarily

Unfortunately, all he finds is earnest goodwill. Horrible. This man is certainly up to something, and merely a very good liar. Raistlin's logic is impeccable.]

...I thank you for the advice.

[hallelujahjunction]

Anytime. I'm sure I'll be running to you for counsel at some point in the future.

[tr1xx]

Geez louise who pissed in your cheerios? [ a beat ] ...well, me, I guess, but that's besides the point.

If it weren't so bloody dark out I might've kept explorin', but I'm not the most nimble of people an' I'd probably misplace a foot and break somethin' in this light. Then I'd've just woke ye all up screaming bloody murder instead.

[hourglasshalfempty]

[what the hell is a cheerio]

At least that would have been a real need, and not a childish demand for bedtime stories.

[tr1xx]

[ Oh He's Done It Now, childish is just about Cammie's least favourite word when directed at her. Shame she has such a babyface, because her expression of annoyance looks more like some cute animal puffing up their cheeks and not at all intimidating. ]

It's not childish to want some fuckin' company whilst I'm up an' about. Christ, what a ray of sunshine you are.

[hourglasshalfempty]

[Ah, just like home]

Did I ask to be your company? Did any of us? No, you merely assumed we'd be glad to see to your slightest need. Like a child

[tr1xx]

Listen here, you—! I'm not a kid, what is it with everyone and callin' me a child—

[ She's half-way to getting on her feet before even she realises that's a bad idea, what would she even do? ]

I didn't even assume, I asked! Not my fault the mirrors are live only! Ye can turn the damn thing over and ignore it!

[hourglasshalfempty]

[How dare she make a valid point.]

Perhaps I might want to keep it near, in case there is an emergency? For example, someone actually getting lost and hurt in the woods.

[He can make them, too.]

[tr1xx]

[ Fuck, that is a point. Cammie huffs. For all her protesting about not being a kid she's really bad at not coming across like a petulant child when she's pissed off. ]

Someone gets lost or hurt an' I'm sure they'll shout loud enough to be heard even if it's turned over! I wasn't shoutin' at all 'til you got all grumpy guts at me!

[hourglasshalfempty]

Assuming we all remain in a close enough space! Sooner or later something or someone is going to come for us. [Raistlin keeps his voice low and controlled, a practical habit for an asthmatic, and also one that drives people trying to argue with him nuts.] Whether they are friend or foe, we will have to leave this place, and we may find ourselves separated or lost over long distances. Out of earshot.

[tr1xx]

I meant heard through the mirror even if it's turned over, ye dafty! It'll still broadcast even if it's facin' the ground and a bit muffled, christ!

[ Historically she's been very good about not waking her friends! She sleeps away from the rest of the group even here because she's never been sure if she yells when waking from a nightmare or not. She asks for company one time and gets Grumpy Guts McGee on her case. What a pain in the arse! ]

[hourglasshalfempty]

And what if they need to speak softly, because they're hiding from some threat?

[tr1xx]

Then that probably wouldn't've woken you up anyway! Look, I cannae hear shite when I'm asleep, but I swear I'm not that outta touch with how much hearin' folks can, well, hear. Someone speaks that softly, it's not gonna wake ye up unless ye sleep with the thing under yer head!

[hourglasshalfempty]

[It actually takes Raistlin a second to come up with something, which he covers with a sneer]

Perhaps we should! We know nothing of what brought us here or what it or they want from us, and you want to use precious artifacts for games.

[tr1xx]

[ Cammie covers her face with her hands and groans, then gesticulates wildly. ]

Whatever is is probably wants us to save the bloody world or some shite, like that's new! I cannae sleep for shit, so I wanted a bit of friendly chatter! That's not a crime! Anythin' serious comes up someone can use their precious artifact an' interrupt me!

[hourglasshalfempty]

[Raistlin maintain the sneer]

Well, then I shall leave you to your precious games [like a CHILD would play] and pray that no emergency your immense wisdom hasn't accounted for arises.

[And with that he turns over his mirror, so Cammie can't get the last word. For a guy who's never had the internet, he learns fast.]

[tr1xx]

[ She makes a frustrated noise to herself and stands up for a minute whilst one of the others talks to burn off some restless annoyed energy. He's now christened spoilspot or grumpy bastard in her head and may be the first person on her I Don't Like You list since her universe hopping started. The nerve. She's not a child!! ]