01<@Ardweden> [Day: Tuesday, September 28. Time: 1:20 p.m.] 01<@Ardweden> [Well, this has been a day, hasn't it? Tiffany and Tyler are both in a hospital, because they've both been hurt - but Tyler much more than Tiffany. And then visiting time started: Sydney visited Tyler, and so did Tony, of all people. Tiffany went to go see some guy named Jason, not that anyone else knows it. And Christina called Tiffany on the phone! All sorts of stuff.] 01<@Ardweden> [But Tiffany promised Sydney she'd check on Tyler, and it looks like she may actually keep it. She's standing outside of his door now.] 01<@Ardweden> [Start!] 06* Tyler is just lying in bed, resting, not knowing Tiffany is out there. 06* Tiffany edges into the doorway and looks about, not seeing Sydney in there. Her shoulders heave in a sigh before she steps on in quietly, looking him over. 01<@Ardweden> [Tyler's all bandaged up, particularly his head and face. He looks like hell, basically.] 06* Tiffany 's hell is fun-sized! Confined just to her hand. But thankfully, she's not a Remi. She edges over to the side of the bed and looks over to see if he's awake, voice quiet. "Hey..." 06* Tyler glances up. "Hello." He shakes his head. "You shouldn't waste your time on me, Tiff tiff." 06* Tiffany nods. "Okay." Then turns to leave. Then she pauses and sighs again, looking over her shoulder. "You sure?" 06* Tyler shakes his head. "I'm just destroying everything, aren't I?" 06* Tiffany 's eyes narrow on him, watching, but not moving before her fingers grip the side of the doorframe. "Well...uh...*sure*." She gives him a confused stare. "What gives, Tyler? You never *gave* a shit before." I... Hey tiffany how did you get heather into my dream? 06* Tiffany 's eyes remain focused on him as she stalks towards the bed and gives Tyler a hard stare. She doesn't look too pleased at all. "Are we *friends* now, Tyler? Or is there another reason why you're gonna ask me random shit-ass questions that make no sense?" Because you left and then heather and I had a dream. Together. A... dream 06* Tiffany rubs her face slowly with the palm of her...well, brace mostly. At least she's careful with it. "So that means I *caused* it? Jesus, Tyler. You really *do* think the world revolves around you, don't you?" But at least she deflates a little. 01<@Ardweden> [There's a chair, if Tiffany wants to deflate into it.] No? I don't have my dreamcatcher with me. Can't get into those without it, can we? 06* Tiffany breathes and does flop into the chair. Hard. "Why don't we stop assuming I know what the hell you're talking about and start from the beginning? You know. Like *normal* people." I was in a dream dream. You know what I mean. With heather. Only I wasn't small, red, and throwing fire. 06* Tiffany squints, trying to put two and two together and not make five. Why do you gotta make this so hard, Tyler? "Wait. So...uh...you walked? While being you?" Yes. And heather was there. I know I didn't have my dreamcatcher. 06* Tiffany rubs her nose, sinking in the chair even more. "And you thought *I* did it? Why?" Who else has one? 06* Tiffany stares at Tyler now. "I don't *carry* it on me. Good god, Tyler...I..." She stands up suddenly, taking on her pack. "I'm leaving now..." 06* Tyler sighs. "If you Didn't do it, and I didn't do it, do you realize what that means? It means Heather has one." 06* Tiffany frowns at Tyler, pausing. "Wh--" She slumps down back into the chair and then looks over at him. "You can't be...then she'd be someone *else* wouldn't she?" 06* Tyler lets out a long sigh. "Yes. She would. And it didn't change us. 06* Tiffany rubs her temples tightly. All this is giving her a headache. "Ugh. Tyler. It's not like we know everything about...that place yet. It doesn't *have* to be a dreamcatcher..." She frowns deeply as she adds, "...but really I don't know *what* it means..." That's why I thought you did it. Would be...nicer. 06* Tiffany looks at Tyler hard again. "...do you need another whack on the head to start making sense again? Cause I'll do it. I swear I'll do it." With as much grace as the *last* time she tried to smack him, surely. 06* Tyler sighs a bit more. "If it was you who did it? That would be easy to explain and we wouldn't have to worry. You didn't do it. We have some one using powers out here on us." 06* Tiffany sighs and just starts shifting her hair out of her face, brushing it aside, not looking at Tyler in the slightest. "*Why* is this important, Tyler? What did you even do?" we fucked. 06* Tiffany just stares at Tyler, watching him for a solid moment. After that, she hazards, "...I'm still waiting for the important part." I don't know. After we did it Josh showed up, but it wasn't real Josh, and YES I know it was real Heather, don't go thinking I'm wrong. He showed up and I.... freaked. I don't know what happened. I wanted him dead and I killed him. 06* Tiffany sighs as she listens, squinting in an attempt at recalling if she had anything similar. "Uh...sorry, Tyler. Still not seeing anything wrong here..." 06* Tyler shakes his head. "no, I... I've never been like that and I woke up in that mood. You saw the results of it." 06* Tiffany looks absently off to the side. "Well, it didn't seem that bad, really. It's kind of like..." She pauses as she pales lightly, voice dropping. "...no..." No? No what? 06* Tyler looks confused at Tiffany 06* Tiffany suddenly curls up in the chair, arms folding across her knees. "*No*!" She repeats. It doesn't seem like she's looking at Tyler any more. "That didn't...that didn't happen...I..." SHIT! Tiffany! NURSE! NURSE HELP! 06* Tiffany clamps her hands to her ears suddenly, eyes suddenly wide with fright. "*NO!* Don't call the nurses! No nurses! No...you..." She almost cringes in pain. 06* Tiffany stands up suddenly and goes to bolt. 01<@Ardweden> [Tiffany runs, navigating the hospital hallways with surprising ease. She flies by a receptionist, who barely glances up before she's gone, and then she's out the door and into the sweet, sweet afternoon sunlight, away from Tyler and any threat of nurses, but not away from whatever frightened her in the first place.] 06* Tyler stares as she goes shaking a bit. "umm..." 01<@Ardweden> [Meanwhile, the male nurse from earlier enters Tyler's room, his gaze falling on the boy. "I heard you yelling. Are you all right?"] I... the girl that brought me in with the broken hand? She...she wasn't feeling well at all. She ran off to the bathroom. I didn't think she was going to make it. 01<@Ardweden> [He frowns. "I'll get someone to check up on her. Anything else?"] 06* Tyler shakes his head. "I was worried for her and didn't want a mess." 01<@Ardweden> [He nods, then disappears to wherever nurses go.] 06* Tyler just lays back and closes his eyes sighing. He needs to rest. 01<@Ardweden> [Yeah he does. Meanwhile, Tiffany is outside! It's chilly. What does she do?] 06* Tiffany breathes. That's what she does. She puts a hand to her chest and breathes. Heavily. Shit, shit. Tyler shouldn't have seen her like that. He *shouldn't* have. 06* Tiffany does look over her shoulder and frowns a bit, then leans against the wall, bunching up before her shoulder blades plunk against it, one hand gripping the other. It's a lot harder now. 06* Tiffany peels herself off the wall and breathes, trying to push her thoughts out of her mind, though her fingers are still shaking a bit when she does. Seems as good a time as any to take care of herself. Provided her parents don't intervene and get too nosy. 06* Tiffany makes her way for home now. Yes, she's walking. Yes she's used to it. She might hit the bus if she goes too far. 01<@Ardweden> [End!]