IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[babermetrics]

For those little captcha occasions, or whatever other random IC stuff I want to do in a journal rather than elsewhere.

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[babermetrics]

[The first thought that pops into his head--though to his credit, it's passing, and the incongruity of it twists his own stomach too--is shit, I don't have anything lined up for Valentine's Day. He'd half forgotten about it, in fact, and that says a lot about what kind of week this has been.

He's surprised to see this kind of reaction out of Heung Soo. And unfortunately, Leon's not the right guy to deescalate the emotion in any conversation, most of the time; seeing all of that on Heung Soo's face just works him up even more, until he's arguing, without even quite knowing why he'd argue:]

That's--I dunno about anyone else! Maybe they're all out of their friggin' minds by now! But I don't know what to do! Actin' like anything's normal in this place pisses me off, but what the hell d'you even have left if you take that away, huh? Am I just supposed to sit every day and think about how I might almost die next? Or what other messed up thing's gonna screw with my head?! What d'you even do when it's like that?! You either act crazy by actin' normal or you actually go crazy! So what do we do?

[It's not even Heung Soo he's arguing with. He's been having this argument inside his own head for weeks now, and what he really wants is for someone to fuckin' settle it for him once and for all. The question's real: what do we do?

He's being loud enough right now, his voice strained, that they'd be garnering a lot of attention in any normal hospital. But this isn't one--that's the whole problem, isn't it? And if they did, he wouldn't notice anyway. He makes eye contact and keeps it, face flushing with emotion, lips twitching.]

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[ These situations aren't anything new for him. It's why he honestly doesn't pay much attention to their surroundings right now. Sure, it might be a weirdass hospital where no one even cares that they look five seconds away from a fist fight, but even if it wasn't, he wouldn't care. He's stood often enough in corridors yelling like this, gathering attention from all over the place.

It's why he doesn't drop the eye contact with the other guy either. ]

Keep your eyes open. Don't let it lull you into some false sense of security. [ He might not be yelling anymore, but his tone is certainly still tense. Compared to how it usually lacks emotion beyond faint exasperation, it's already a lot. ]

That's not that hard to do, is it? We'll have a chance to figure out what's really going on here, but these people are just going to let it pass by.

[babermetrics]

I'm not!

[That actually comes out more aggressively than he'd meant. It's starting to catch up to Leon, again, that they're mostly agreeing here; why's he causing a scene? Dammit, this is so embarrassing! Sure, he wants to punch someone's lights out right about now. He's been itching to do that for the past few weeks. But it's not even Heung Soo's fault . . . even if the guy is insufferable.

Which he kind of is, but he's also kind of one of the few people who makes sense right now.

But he wasn't kidding, either, about going crazy if he ended up as paranoid as him, and maybe that's some worthwhile advice too. Leon lowers his voice. It's still tight; he hasn't relaxed much. But there's more control in it now, like the light is visible at the end of the tunnel of his tantrum.]

--I'm not gonna just let these people walk all over me, got it? I'm not that kinda guy! But you, maybe you oughta lighten up some too before you snap! Don't you ever feel like you're gonna friggin' snap if you stay wound up all the time, just waitin' for CERES's next move? You gotta keep one eye on them and one eye on yourself, if you ask me!