[ota] i am a super srs rper

[darkplace]

[hi, voyagers. there's a drunk!teleporter/telepathic/telekinetic near your pool. john young has literally never been drunk before but things happened back home and he got kicked out of the lair cause of stuff and drunkness happened, and he would like to be even more drunk tyvm.

hiiiiiii, pool. good pool.

he's basically a big, drunk puppy.]

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[darkplace]

Recognizing it isn't easy. It means reflection, which can be hard to do especially with a lot going on.

[john shakes his head a bit, but it is true. it can be very difficult, and he isn't always any good at it himself. he is usually thinking about the past, thinking about the future, thinking about what he has to do. there hasn't been room for self examination nor has he ever felt like he should.

there's a war going on, and there have been people who rely on him. people who he lied to and betrayed. people who he took their only hope away from.]

Exhausting in a different way, because you don't always realize you're pretending or ignoring.

[it just becomes instinct. an instinct which can be dangerous.]

[resuming]

[ dangerous is one way of (adequately) putting it.

elena grows quiet following his observation, accepting it for the perceptive answer that it is. she doesn't know how they deviated from their initial conversation to something more profound, but she isn't complaining. even if there are things that just aren't easy to admit. ]

It sounds like you have more than just a lot going on.

[ she doesn't ask him to elaborated, either. not after the kind of night he must've had that led to his drinking so much. instead, she looks down at the plate to make sure he's eaten. ]

How are you feeling?

[darkplace]

[john glances down. she is very, very perceptive herself, and he nods even if he doesn't elaborate. he also senses that he doesn't have to elaborate with her. it's okay to simply leave it at that.

there's a lot going on. there's an endless amount of things going on all of the time, and he never really stops thinking about it. maybe he thought if he got drunk enough, he wouldn't, but it didn't really work that way.

it just made him feel worse.

he smirks a helpless soft smirk when she glances at his plate.]

You're a caretaker, aren't you? [john is pretty good at reading people too. he picks up the glass of water in front of him, taking a long drink from it] Much better... and drier. Thank you.

[resuming]

[ elena only smiles a tiny bit at the question.

she does like taking care of people. she likes helping them and she can be very protective of her loved ones. she doesn't have caroline forbes' extraordinary bedside manner, however. but then, no one else in this world does. ]

You're welcome, John.

[ and she means that. she's glad that she's met him, glad that she could help, and she only hopes that he feels even better tomorrow, but that's never a guarantee.

the hangover dispels but your problems are still there. even when you're on a boat with a lot of strangers. but they're not strangers anymore, and she thinks it might mean something good. ]