Video 10 → I See No Way This Carefully-Laid Plan Could Possibly Fail.

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[Well, someone isn't looking too healthy.

[Ken looks like he's been fighting, and quite possibly up all night. One of his eyes is swollen shut, there's an obvious bruise on his jaw and a cut on his brow. Honestly, he should just stop trying to walk to take-outs. Nothing good ever comes of it.

[As to what he's doing now, he's trying to prise a purple stone off his forehead with his fingernails using the Dreamberry camera as a mirror, because it shouldn't be there and it needs to go and if he was in the bathroom he'd have to stand. The obvious downside to this - that if the camera's on he's being recorded - doesn't seem to have occurred to him. Maybe if he didn't feel so damn tired--]

Ow!

[He rubs at his brow. All he's done is give himself a rather nasty-looking scratch.]

Dammit.

[Ken sighs. Rubs one eye with the heel of his hand. Clearly this isn't working and he needs a better plan. Getting up, he wanders around for a moment and returns with a pair of craft scissors. He slumps heavily back down before the camera, carefully opening the scissors so the blades are bared. On that note, the feed times out.

[Somebody save this idiot from himself. Please.]

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[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[Silence. Assessing damage. Recalculating. Voice calm but firm now.]

You need to see a doctor. Right away.

[And stopping your protest before it can come.] --"I'm fine," it isn't! Doc. tor.

[DO YOU SEE THIS STERN LOOK, KEN? YOU DO NOT HAVE THE ENERGY TO ARGUE WITH IT. TRUST ME.]

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[insorrow.livejournal.com]

I'm--

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[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Dammit, Omi!]

But... it's just this place being weird again, can't we wait and see if it goes away? Everything always did before!

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

That stopped being an option the second you put a pair of scissors against your head! Really, Ken-kun: if it's that bad, you need a doctor.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

It's not that bad, really! I just... I want it off, that's all.

[THAT WAS TOTALLY CONVINCING RIGHT]

Action Forever now

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[YOU ASKED FOR IT BUDDY.

The feed has been cut off. Outside your apartment, you may hear a neighboring door opened and forcefully closed. You will now hear your own door opened and forcefully closed. You will now see your best friend standing in front of you.]

Ken-kun...! Come on!

[You will now have your wrist grabbed whether you had the sense to shut up and surrender or not. You are now being towed most deliberately towards the door.

Just... never mind the fact that technically you're stronger than him :D]

/salutes

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Wait what.

[What the Hell is Omi doing? Ken blinks at the feed, at first unable to process quite what it means by dying on them like that. That's all he needs, for the damn Dreamberry to go on the blink on top of everything else. The thing's annoying enough when it's working, never mind when it's mostly not--

[Door slam 1. Door slam 2. That... wasn't the Dreamberry, was it.

[Gonna be looking up now.]

Dammit Omi what do you think you're--

[Ken pulls back. Omi's towing him to the door and Ken most emphatically does not want the towing. He wants to sit right back where he was and maybe have a nap and perhaps have another go with the scissors when nobody else is looking. So he pulls back - not as hard as he could do on a good day, but hard enough to prove that he means it.]

Will you let go!

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

Stop dragging! You nee-ahh!

[That odd cry at the end? Is the sound of Omi-- a boy with imperfect balance to begin with-- tugged squarely off of it. He wildly flails his free arm but to no avail.

CRASH. Right into Ken. And from there right to the floor.

Thanks, pal :|]

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[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[NOT AS PLANNED.

[Ken had hoped that pulling on his wrist would get Omi to let him go so they could... well, maybe they could talk about it a bit more or something. He hadn't intended it to cause... well, whatever you called this apart from insult to injury. Omi's fall, at least, would have been slightly cushioned. Unfortunately for Ken, it had been slightly cushioned by Ken.]

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[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Right then. Current position: on the bedroom floor somewhere beneath Omi Tsukiyono, who in spite of appearances seriously seems to weigh a shitload. Or maybe that's just because he's stuck underneath him. Ken gives the boy an experimental push, hoping that it'll at least serve to dislodge him a bit, and struggles to raise himself to his elbows. He's not sure if this is more difficult than usual because he's so wiped or more difficult than usual because he doesn't usually have Omi on top of him.

[Small mercies, at least he didn't video this bit.]

Ow... ow, crap, are you okay?

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[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[Omi doesn't immediately move with the push. It's not a matter of spite; he just isn't done getting his bearings yet. A few seconds later he slowly pushes himself off and sits beside him.]

Yeah... I'm ok. You?

[He's already moving to help Ken back to his feet.]

and here, too...

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[See that? That is what we call lying.

[Ken's not fine. He's exhausted, he's badly bruised and aching all over - had been even before he went over, actually - and he's got some stupid crystal stuck to him; he's very clearly not fine and he knows it. He's pretty sure Omi does as well. But what else is he supposed to say, really? So he smiles vaguely and says I'm fine and wishes it were true as he lets Omi help him back up.]

I... that wasn't meant to happen, Omi. [Sorry.]

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[The implied apology gets an implied acceptance. Omi offers Ken a subdued but understanding smile.]

Doctor?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Well, you try mounting a persuasive argument after that. He smiles back, just as awkwardly.]

Guess so.

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[Omi just nods once.]

Let's go together, ok?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Which means no going and hiding in a cafe and then just saying he went, Ken supposes. He's onto you, Omi - though he appreciates it all the same.]

I don't wanna go see anyone I know.

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

Do you know Dr. Hunter?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Well, I've seen her. Not to talk to or anything though. I just... I don't wanna trouble Dr. Sohma or anything. It'd just be weird...

[Let's not even mention Dr. Muraki.]

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

She's the only other doctor I know of. It'll be okay; I think she's safe.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

You think she'll know what to do about... well, you know?

[Ken touches the gem again. Seriously, what is he supposed to do about this?]

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[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

Mmmh...

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

Well, she can't be worse than do-it-yourself with scissors! Off we go!

[Steering you towards the door from behind reinitiated!]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Hey, Omi, I can-- you can quit pushing I can walk!

[1blackcat.livejournal.com]

[NOT LISTENING ♥]