http://pactum.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pactum.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shifted_logs2009-11-29 06:22 pm

she beckons me shall i give in

Characters: Emil {[livejournal.com profile] pactum} and Dr. Jonathan Batshit {[livejournal.com profile] handfulofstraw}
Location: The Plane.
Time: ... Now? :D
Summary: Emil finally seeks the answers to who and what he is.
Warnings: LANGUAGE. Also spoilers. Will update as needed.


Emil waited until Marta was asleep in their camp to disappear to the Plane. He was tired, but his sleepiness had to wait. It wasn't as if he could rest anyway, not with Crane's words reverberating around his head. "Come see me when you're ready." It'd been a few weeks, he was sure, and only now did Emil find the time or the courage to go and see him.

He wanted to do it alone.

With a silent apology to Marta, he appeared on the Plane and made his way straight to the library. It was where he'd found Crane before... And that odd notebook he had written notes in-- those were concerning the books here, too. He also felt a strange sense of familiarity with books that only made him more uneasy, but he put that aside for now. The answer to that... probably entwined with everything else.

"Mr. Crane?"

Emil fidgeted with his armbands, then took a deep breath and put on a brave face. There was no going back. He was doing this not just for Marta, but for his other friends as well. He had to know the root of his fear... and the holes of his memory.

[identity profile] handfulofstraw.livejournal.com 2009-11-30 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Dr Crane was, in a rare moment, not reading a book but listening to one. His eyes were shut and his hands were resting on the book on his lap, Finnegan's Wake. Headphones were not something particularly familiar to him, but they were what they had.

As soon as he had realized that sight was enough to make him feel---some disgusting connection to others, some feelings of empathy---he had stopped it. It wasn't too awful. As always, he felt himself able to connect only by bringing fear into that other person. But the connection to others was too much, and he would have it in his own doses.

So, to spare himself any unfortunate accidents Scarecrow injected himself with a drug to temporarily blind him. It would pass in a few hours, and then he would test it again. He'd keep doing it until it was through if he had to, but until then, he was listening to an audiobook in the second floor of the library.