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]

[Oh, wow. She's actually humoring him? Where's the "why are you weird?" stink eye he's so used to?

He leans in, squinting.

Yup, those sure are gills.]

You kiddin'? They're gills. You're like... the prettiest fish I've ever seen, damn.

[w h y]

[hbisea]

[ She cocks an eyebrow and then settles a hand on his shoulder. She's a lot stronger than she looks, so she's trying to ease him to the floor and against a wall. ]

I am not a fish.

And you're delirious.

[5055034455]

[Saul looks mega insulted. Delirious? No; she has gills, so she must be a fish. Maybe she was lying about the mermaid thing. Maybe she's like Ariel.

...but then she wouldn't be able to talk, right? Isn't that how the plot goes?]

No I'm not.

[At least he's sitting, now.]

[hbisea]

[ If he wasn't possibly dying, she would be less tolerant than she is right now. Humans, really. ]

Rest now. You need to save your strength.

[5055034455]

[Cue a mock-salute. Yes, fish ma'am.]