Get back home, things are wrong - Well, not really. It was bad all along.

[hostage]

Date & Time: June 18 - 20
Location: the hospital & catacombs
Characters: Jesse, Saul & OPEN to anyone who wants to run into them
Summary: Jesse drags Saul's ass to safety and then they hang out for a while.
Notes: First thread is for Jesse and Saul, start subsequent threads for visiting.
Warnings: Jesse's high, Saul's sick. It's probably a little gross.

[Jesse's already been at Saul's side for days, ever since he was brought to the hospital. At first, the only thing he's worried about is the illness itself and the possibility that Walter White might stop by to speed the process along, so to speak. Then comes the United Earth's transmission, and then the alert that bombing is imminent. Still, Saul's condition is so bad that Jesse doesn't want to evacuate him until it's absolutely necessary. It's one of those tough decisions: what if the bombs never come but the stress of it all makes Saul even sicker? He opts to keep watch instead - already wearing a ventilator to keep from getting infected, anyway - and to listen for the sounds he's come to know so well by now.

When he hears the first distant rumbles, he gets to his feet immediately and reaches out to shake Saul's shoulders.]

Wake up. Wake up, Saul. We gotta go.

Comments

[5055034455]

I was asleep!

[And then Jesse showed up.

So.]

You could've called too, you know.




[NO HAHA HE'S JUST KIDDING mostly. The smirk says he's kidding. See, Steph? He's fine. He's joking around. Nothing to worry about.]

[controlledvariable]

[Just - a look.]

I thought you might want some space.

[The suggestion here that he's a delicate flower or something who needed space because he kissed a girl.

Joking about it is clearly a good coping mechanism!!!]

[5055034455]

[Also a good coping mechanism: SHOOING HER AWAY SOME MORE. Space, yes. He wants that now. Because Jesse is right there. And Saul feels like hell. And can they not.]

Go do your thing. I'm not going anywhere and I'll have my tablet with me.

[hostage]

[Oh my god, he doesn't care about your romantic drama, Saul.]

[controlledvariable]

I'm going, I'm going.

[Well, she's taking a step back and giving them both one last look that's sort of like going.]

If something happens and you don't call me, keep in mind that I can kick your ass, too. [Steph stop threatening people.] Look after each other.

[OKAY NOW SHE'S GONE.

GOODBYE FRIENDS.]