Fifth Unused Utility Belt | Video and Spam, backdated to late last night

[hellofist]

[It's late, it's been dark for hours and she's pretty sure everyone else is sleeping, but Cass can't. It's not really a new thing, since generally crime fighters are out all night anyway, but the events of the port haven't helped much.

She's in her room when she turns the feed on, dressed in her Batgirl costume except for the cowl and gloves. She feels more like herself, dressed this way.]

What are... tips, for sleeping? Or... to do, to make tired? Don't say reading.

Is anyone else... even up?



[He said she could visit when she wanted. She even told him it might be at night and he said it was okay. That's why Cass is at Merlin's door in the middle of the night, not knocking before she just goes right in. The door was unlocked, so maybe he remembered she said she'd visit. She doesn't look around before she closes the door behind her because she's not really sneaking, so getting caught isn't exactly on her mind.

It's dark inside, which is good. It means he's sleeping instead of staying up all night doing magic things, or whatever it is Merlins do in their spare time. She makes her way to his bed, then climbs onto it to sit beside him and poke him in the shoulder.]

Hi, Merlin.

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[secretasshole]

Yes. [Robot don't sleep they wait.] Why not reading?

[hellofist]

How come? It's late.

[Someone is a hypocrite, oops.]

Don't know how.

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[peektuttut]

[Ahaha what is sleep. Tim doesn't even know if he should reply, really, given the things he said to her in the hotel...but it would be worse not to.]

Being read to. [Yep that's an offer if she doesn't hate him, but he doesn't expect her to take him up on it. Besides, reading to them was more Dick's thing.]

I'm...I'm really sorry, Cass.

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[hellofist]

Not a baby.

[It's not meant to come out that harshly, but that's a leftover feeling from the stupid port, something she's still a little touchy about. She chews her lip a moment, then sighs and shakes her head.]

Wasn't you. [That doesn't mean much though. It doesn't make what he said go away.] Why are... you awake?

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[takeyouapart]

[Merlin had said okay to nocturnal visits mostly because he kept his door locked with magic when he was asleep. Usually. But after a few days' worth of coma at the Overlook Hotel, and with Reaver having graduated, he's been a little disoriented.

And disorientation makes him forgetful.

Generally he doesn't sleep very long, or very heavily; force of habit. When he's being prodded awake, it's more often because something bad's happened than because he's overslept. So here and now he jolts into sudden wakefulness, sitting upright, and the candle on his nightstand flares into life without him really thinking about it because it's dark and he needs a better look at - ]

Cass?

[He blinks owlishly and tugs at the collar of his nightshirt.]

Has something happened?

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[hellofist]

[She sees it just before he pops up that his body is reacting in a less than positive way, so when he's suddenly sitting up she reaches for his shoulders to steady him and gives him a reassuring smile.]

Nothing's wrong. Said I'd visit. Surprise?

[She feels a little guilty for scaring him, but the candle thing was neat and she's focused on that.]

Made it light... without even trying. Impressive.

[truth_is_cold]

I still have plenty of turkey, if you're not opposed to that shortcut.

[hellofist]

Turkey? How does... that help?

[She's never celebrated Thanksgiving, so the whole turkey coma thing is something Cass isn't aware of.]

[fuckingvisions]

Have you looked into sleeping medication? That's pretty much the only reason I can sleep sober.

I'd say walk about until your tired or something, maybe find somethin' mind numbin' to watch.

[hellofist]

No drugs. [She hasn't had the best experiences with that kind of stuff, so really she'd rather just suffer through some sleepless nights.]

Tried fighting, in hologram room. [That's not what it's called, but it's a good enough name when she can't remember the real one.] Body's tired, mind isn't. Keeping me up. Sucks.

[looksfine]

[This was the first time Aya had dared acknowledge the Network since their departure from Overlook. But she'd recognized Cass' voice. Interested that one would be posting at such an hour, when most organic beings had already retired to their sleep cycles.]

I...do not sleep.

[hellofist]

[Really, that makes more sense than it doesn't.]

What do you do? To... not be bored?

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[magisterus]

There is magic that can bring about such an effect.

[ Not everyone likes magic, though, so... ]

If that is unacceptable to you, perhaps music might be more appropriate.

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[hellofist]

Music can... do that?

[Who knew. She'll have to look into finding some way to get music into her room, now. She's not likely to use magic to fix her insomnia, but now she's curious, so she has to ask.]

Do you do magic?

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[ichoosefight]

I can tell you what doesn't help, but it starts with coffee and ends with bad sleeping habits.

How you doing?

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[hellofist]

[Oh. She didn't even think to go find Steph, just assumed she'd be sleeping, that Kon would be there, or that Kon would be there and they wouldn't be sleeping. It doesn't take a genius to figure out going to a room shared by a couple at night isn't a good idea, so she never tried.

But Steph is more important, so she bypasses the question and the suggestions to get straight to the point.]

You okay? You should... be sleeping.

Private - i guess this is the insomnia club idek

[onceandfutureprat]

Are you alright?

Private - perfect, they can have meetings in the library or something

[hellofist]

Hi Arthur.

[She's glad to see his face, to see him up and looking well.]

I'll be fine. Just... can't sleep, sometimes. You?

[useofaswhat]

Hard work, fightin', or liquor'll do it all.

[hellofist]

Don't drink. Usually. Low tolerance.

Which do... you do, first?

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[trenchcoatedly]

I don't sleep.

Would you like company?

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[hellofist]

Ever? Not even to... see what it's like?

I'm... not good company, right now. [And she really doesn't want to inflict her sad feelings onto him any more than she already has.] Just talk? Can tell me... what you do. Instead of sleep.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara tries to offer a reassuring smile, but it comes off a bit strained. There are dark circles beneath her eyes.]

I know a few. Depends on what's giving you trouble.

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[hellofist]

[Cass touches the screen where Barbara's hair is like she can stroke it through the communicator, wishing she could do something to soothe her instantly, help her sleep right now.

And it's Barbara. She doesn't even consider hiding the truth, not anymore.]

Nightmares. Worrying. So many people... got hurt. Are you okay?

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[canfindrope]

Did you try milk?