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[lalliho]

[He's closed himself off. He thought it might help -- slow your surroundings to a standstill, and maybe everything going on inside would learn to slow as well. When he got control over himself, he could control this stupid magic of his that was given to him. He thought he'd be happy, getting back the gifts he was born into, but even with them, the storm inside had been roaring enough to keep him up night after night.

Which meant he'd been even more cut off than he'd intended.]

I can't sleep. I need to. Tell me...what to do.

[Simple as that. Just help him rest, please...]

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[parodeity]

Depends on why you can't sleep. Nightmares or somethin'? Or just the new place?

[ poor guy :( ]

[lalliho]

No...

[He's had nightmares before. Can't believe he's wishing for them now... New places, too, weren't anything new.]

I just can't. I haven't since I woke up in this stupid place. Or...that other stupid place. I guess.

[Both stupid places, these magic worlds.]

[parodeity]

...Is that your magic power or somethin'? I mean, personally I just don't, but that is not good advice when you want advice on how to like, do.

[lalliho]

Nn. I guess so.

[He still doesn't like calling it his magic out loud, since he already has magic. Magic he can use again, as a matter of fact! Superior magic.]

And I need to sleep.

[parodeity]

Well, if it's that, maybe it's less about doin' shit to fix insomnia and more about learnin' how to turn your shit down low or off.

[ which is another matter entirely? ]

Have you tried workin' on feelin' out what all it does?

[lalliho]

[His thoughts stall, but it's mostly to do with thinking about how weird Dave talks. Has anyone is his life ever talked like this? He doesn't think so... What a bizarre guy.]

Um. [Right, focus. Ahem.] I already have magic. When I tried to do stuff with the weird...abilities... [A thoughtful, mental hum.] I reach for it, but it's not there. Because I'm reaching for my magic.

[parodeity]

[ wow lalli stop thinking thoughts about his southern accent RUDE!!!! ]>

So you're reachin' for what you always had, not what you have now. [ that makes sense. ] It's probably easier for those of us who have shit that's readily tangible and has some active element of physical control...mental stuff, shit you have to think about, that's more complex.

[lalliho]

[No... He will never stop.]

Mrh. That's why I want to sleep. If I do stuff that makes me sleep, maybe it will let me control it. And...I need to do something when I'm asleep, too.

[parodeity]

Well...does music help you?

[ it's a good fallback, and one he's relied on at times. ]

[lalliho]

[Huh. Music must be a Thing.]

I don't know. I've never had music, or a lot of trouble sleeping... Someone else said that, too.

[parodeity]

Oh, did they? Popular answer, then.

[ luckily he isn't going to bother to check who. ]

Well...I can sing you some shit if you want? Or you can listen to my MP3 player and see if that works. There's some instrumental shit we can put on loop for you.

[lalliho]

[No one's ever offered to sing him some shit before.]

Can you sing?

[He has some Doubts, even if he isn't really planning on taking him up on that offer.]

[parodeity]

Yes. [ it's not bragging, really? he can sing. dave is aware he can sing. he wouldn't like go out for american idol but he knows he has a nice voice, even if he doesn't sing Much. ] Or I can think instrumental music at you, or lend you the thing - whatever. I'm not doin' much right now, so I could use the distraction, too.

[lalliho]

Mmn...

[He backs off a little so he can process this on his own without broadcasting it all out for Dave, but "comes back" soon enough.]

I have a lot of time, since I don't sleep. It always feels like I'm not doing much. I guess you can be around.

[DON'T YOU FEEL WELCOME]

[parodeity]

Want me to come meet ya, then?

[lalliho]

Mmn. I'm walking around the edge of the city right now...

[Even if it hadn't worked so far, maybe moving a lot in addition to the new things will help...?]

If you tell me what part of the perimeter you're closest to I can run there.

[parodeity]

I can meet you at the north part.

[lalliho]

[and so at a time that doesn't make Dirk and Dave run into each other at all, Lalli and Dave meet up. Yay, rp!

Lalli's leaning against the outer wall, head tilted up so he can keep an eye out, even if it's not for what he actually should -- you know, the boy that said he would be coming around to meet him. That would be good to see!

Nahhh.]

[parodeity]

[ well, at least dave recognizes him, ok! he'll come to a stop nearby, then squint upwards, too. ]

Lookin' for anythin' in particular?

[lalliho]

[He doesn't move.]

No. I guess not.

[Not really, or anymore, or whatever filler you might want to put in there. This place isn't like his world, and it doesn't have the same people or things he would search for normally, so... No. Lalli finally looks over to Dave, and though he doesn't look like he needs to sleep, he certainly seems tired.]

...Here, I mean. I'm still looking for ways to sleep.

[Because he needs to explain that, clearly. It's not obvious.]

[parodeity]

It might help if we found a place to sit down? [ it's a gentle suggestion more than anything else, though. if lallli wants to stand around for this they can? ] It's Dave, by the way.

[ since he doesn't think they traded names the last time ]

[lalliho]

Oh.

[Right. Introductions were probably supposed to be done before this. He was so used to someone else handling that kind of thing for him. Usually it was Onni or Tuuri...

...

Aha. He should say something.]

...Lalli. I can sit here, but that bothers other people sometimes I guess? [Did Dave want comfort...]

[parodeity]

Well, I meant that if we're tryin' to get you to go to sleep it might be good to do this in a place where you would feel ok sleeping?

[ just in case they succeed ]

[lalliho]

Ah.

[Right. Well, this sure does speak to his confidence in this plan.]

...I guess there are those rocks. [Where everyone had slept...] I never picked out a place.

[parodeity]

It's best to try to do a thing assumin' you'll succeed, I think?