Benjamin “Ben” Issac Braeden (
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sirenspull2012-05-15 11:44 pm
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Game Two - Video
[A bit after lunch]
[When the video starts, Ben is on the screen, frowning lopsidedly at the device. There is a large wall mirror behind him and a white sink, clearly a public bathroom. The Video is at the best wrong angle that in the reflection it can just be seen that one of the stalls is open and a familiar man is leaning over the toilet... making offerings to the porcelain gods.]
Uh... Mrs Mary? Or... anyone, really. [You can hear Dean in the background “dude, get that outta here or it’s gettin' flushed too", making Ben cringe and draw the device closer to his own face, whispering.]
I don’t think he’s uh... doing so well.
[When the video starts, Ben is on the screen, frowning lopsidedly at the device. There is a large wall mirror behind him and a white sink, clearly a public bathroom. The Video is at the best wrong angle that in the reflection it can just be seen that one of the stalls is open and a familiar man is leaning over the toilet... making offerings to the porcelain gods.]
Uh... Mrs Mary? Or... anyone, really. [You can hear Dean in the background “dude, get that outta here or it’s gettin' flushed too", making Ben cringe and draw the device closer to his own face, whispering.]
I don’t think he’s uh... doing so well.
action;
He's bitching without saying much as he drags himself up off the floor.]
Dammit.
Ben, I said I'd be right back.
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That was like fifteen minutes ago. The chick serving us kept asking what had happened to you. [so he came and checked.... and got worried. Okay? He was worried and it shows]
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[There wasn't enough amusement in his tone but he was being honest.]
I figured you'd redirect and keep her focused on you.
[Dean washes his face in the sink next to Ben, splashing some water on it to wake himself up a little.]
I'm not gonna take your DS, you can relax... but we should probably box up the food and head back home. Sorry this trip turned out t'be such a downer.
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I had her attention, man. But she got a new group of people to serve. You were... taking a while. [see, still concerned, watching the guy carefully as he washed up]
I'm not worried about it. Mary said to go get the bill, but... you're alright? [it was questioning really. He really felt awkward when his mom was sick. He'd take care of her. How does one take care of a guy like dean though?]
action;
[Dean wipes off his hands and face with a paper towel.]
Yeah, I have enough to pay it, we should probably bounce before we're thrown out. I don't know if the rest of the place could hear me.
[He doesn't answer his question. He hasn't been sick like this for a long time.]
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Don't think you were that loud but yeah, let's go. If... you can? You don't look so good...
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[And he doesn't look happy about that at all.]
Here, why don't you pay and give the tip personally, champ? If you're lucky you'll get a kiss.
[Dean fishes the bills out of his pocket and hands them to Ben.]
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Heh, that I can do. [he took the cash, moving to the door, but watching dean careful again.] But I can call Mary or Ellen or Anna or someone if you want a nurse. [he can go reply to all of them now, huh... oh and...]
Who's Anna anyhow. She said she's and angel. I'm not going to deny her that one either. She's a babe.
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You said Ellen? Ellen's here?
[He swallows. That was weird. He wondered how she was handling the place without Jo. She was pretty overprotective sometimes. Mom instincts.]
Uh, [He snorts.] She's definitely grade-a. A little much for you t'handle though, tiger.
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Um, yeah, I guess so? She said she was used to you and her name was Ellen. Asked what you had gotten into.
[he stayed paused at the door, frowning a bit. Too much for him to handle?]
Give me time. [and if that was it he was going to go box up and pay while Dean finished up.]