Message 13: PSA Hell

[unrecovered]

[Armor on, helmet off; Wash doesn't look too terribly happy, but that's about par for the course. Cal it neutral for now, or as close to neutral as he gets.]

If you're new here and you can see this, great - it means you've figured out how to use the communicator. [Yaaaaaaaay.]

For those of you who weren't listening to the Moogle or just didn't get it the first time, you're in the realm of dreams. Yes, you're asleep. No, nobody knows how you got here or how to get back, but we're working on it. People just seem to appear and disappear at random.

This particular world is called Traverse Town. There used to be three more connected to it - Twilight Town, the Mother of Invention, and Ponyville - but they closed off at about the same time you all showed up. Nobody's figured that one out either.

Let's see...if a Dream Eater has red eyes, it's a Nightmare and will probably to try to kill you. If it doesn't, it either belongs to someone or is a Moogle. Either way, don't shoot it.

If you need more information...[He shrugs.] Ask around. The people who've been here longer tend to know more. [Of course, he's just set himself up as a source of information - not what he wanted, but dammit, someone's got to do it.]

Comments

[unrecovered]

Ha!

[He goes for another swing.]

[4letters4ninja]

[She manages to avoid that one, then swings at him to distract him from her deciding to try and tackle him onto the bed.]

[unrecovered]

[He avoids the swing but not the tackle, and he falls backwards onto the bed with her on top of him. He abandons his pillow and wraps his arms around her instead. This is better.]

[4letters4ninja]

[She chuckles.]

I think I win.

[unrecovered]

[He smirks and leans in a little.]

I think we're not done.

[weirdgawdhelpus]

[Madeline has simply been gaping through this exchange. When Wash uses a horrible swear in front of her and what sounds like his fiancee, her hand goes up to cover her mouth. She isn't sure which part of this is worse: the swearing, the making fun of her, or the fact that this other woman is clearly unattended and getting up to all sorts of things with Wash when they aren't married.

What Madeline Bassett does know is that this is all too much. Wash has lied to her. He's made himself out to be such a nice, tender, and sad man. But here he is showing his true stripes. The young woman tears up properly.]

I trusted you, Mr. Washington! [The tears roll down her cheeks.] But you're not a gentleman at all! [She covers her face and cries the bitter tears of a fool. Oh, how her heart is torn by this! It feels as though jagged glass is cutting at her very soul for the betrayal. She simply can't speak to him ever again!

Down around her feet, Bertie takes note that his Person is very sad. He bounces, trying to get up high enough to lick her where the hurt is and make it stop.]

We have to find the fairies and make them send us back, Bertie. Oh, we must!

[Madeline cuts off the communication with another quiet sob before hurrying out of the room she found in the hotel and out into Traverse Town. She and Bertie will find the fairies on their own. They're the only friends they've got for each other. She can't trust anyone here!]

[unrecovered]

[Wash freezes when he hears that. She's not leaving the hotel, is she?]

[Oh fuck she's leaving the hotel.]

She's going to get herself killed.

[He slides Ziva off him, grabs his helmet and gun, and sprints out of the room. God dammit why does this stuff always happen to him?]