IC Contact for Midnight Syndicate

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[For anyone familiar enough with the Psiioniic or even who just plain asks around, it's easy enough to find his room over in Gloria's wing. There's a tiny little box with a slit on it attached to his door, plainly wooden save for the gemini symbol carved onto it.]

[Of course, anyone further familiar with him can contact him on his husktop at any time.]

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[Honestly, whether Hibari realizes he's doing it or not, the light touches to his hands are reassuring. Psii has nearly as much of a fixation on them as Hibari possibly does, and it's a comfort to feel something against his fingers and the back of his hand. It helps soothe his own anxiety.]

Dithorienting ath hell, on bad dayth. Like being tugged out of my body and being thomewhere I'm not thupposed to be to watch a private viewing I thure ath fuck didn't buy a ticket for.

...But I'm uthed to it.

[Not like he really had a choice in that.]

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[For Hibari it's an almost instinctual sort of comfort, reaching out in that way that calms his own nerves. Soft touches of his fingers against the troll's hands, gentle in a way that he isn't usually prone to, that he typically seems almost incapable of.]

It's alright. [A shake of his head in the negative. And then he's quiet for a moment, and his lips thin as he looks into Psii's mismatched eyes. He understands what it's like to have a power that you hate.]

I know what that feels like. Not in the same way. It was peoples' nightmares, their memories. [He takes a breath and there's a tension in his body, distaste. As if that didn't foreshadow where he was going with this.] I'm a dual type. I can use the same sort of powers as those fucking assholes.

[The tone of agitation is kind of hard to miss.]

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Do you thleep well?

[It's the first question he thinks to ask, because he already knows the answer in regards to himself: no way in hell. The voices of the dead and dying, visions of doom, the usual bullshit nightmares every individual in his race gets...]

[Yeah. Not exactly a nice rest even with the recuperacoon.]

[And he knows he's not particularly unique, although most aren't on that level of 'fuck you' when it comes to rest. It's normal for psychics, as far as he can tell, at least those with powers on the more mental level. And if Hibari has that kind of problem too...]

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[Hibari shrugs his shoulders a little uneasily at the question, it says no before he even puts words to it.]

No. I haven't slept at all in like a week. I just deal with it better than most people.

[By better he meant 'not a hallucinating wreck', which wasn't to say it was optimal, but it didn't ruin him the way it did most people.

It's a soft admittance, a shrug of his shoulders, like it's not that big of a deal, which to him, it really isn't. It's become more or less the default. That however much he might fuss over other people, he hardly sleeps, and when he does, it's not particularly restful, plagued by nightmares and that paranoia that insists he's not safe.]

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...Okay, no.

[Psii starts to get up at that, brow drawn down in displeasure. No wonder Hibari is getting fucked with by illusionists and telepaths on a regular basis- no sleep means his brain is probably fucked even more than usual.]

Lithten, I'll get a bunch of blanketsh and junk, and we can have you thleep in the tub, and I have thith thing that I think might help you thleep- altho might kill you, I don't know how humanth will react to thopor thlime, but hey, we can take precautionth.

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[He's about to actually try and explain the only way he actually manages to sleep, but then Psii mentions something that might help him sleep or kill him and that's at least an easier subject to talk about, doesn't feel as vulnerable as admitting he only sleeps when there's someone watching over him because nowhere feels safe, because of the nightmares. That it's not just since he's come here.]

I'm fairly... resistant. When I was younger I was injected with a paralytic poison designed for wild elephants-- [There's a pause, because he's not sure Psii knows what those are, on second thought. His point here being that judging off human normal here might be a mistake.] --large animals that weigh about seven tons. I got up and punched down a metal tower.

What's sopor slime? [He's curious.]

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And you're thure you're not an alien race?

[It's half a joke because WHUPS! He's already out the bathroom door to fetch things from the pile. He's sure Signless might question it when he wakes up, but for now... Whatever.]

[When he comes back, it's to dump at least three different comforters and five sheets down onto the floor. Hovering behind him, notably, is a bowl filled with a neon green liquid. Settling down onto the floor with his legs crossed, Psii sets it in his lap and points to it.]

Thopor thlime. My kind needth it if we want to thleep without our panth getting bent over and royally fucked by nightmareth up the wathte expulthion chute.

The Maeve apparently got the good thtuff- of courthe- tho I think it'sh potent enough that we could do a trick I learned while traveling on the road, and it wouldn't do anything to you.

Probably.

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[Hibari shrugs at the question, because really, how do you even answer that? He considers protesting, but Psii is already fetching comforters and sheets, and he has the feeling that there's no swaying the troll from the idea of trying to put Hibari to sleep. Which he doesn't expect to go particularly well, but if nothing else curling up in a pile of blankets is far from the worst thing he could go through.

But, the bowl of neon green liquid gets his attention, a tilt of his head as he looks at him quizzically as Psii sets it in his lap. There's a dry quirk of his mouth, because he might not be a Troll, but he knows the feeling.]

Well, I'm listening anyway. [He's had Yamamoto try to accomplish something similar with his Rain Flames, but it never worked. It might force him to sleep, but it didn't stop the nightmares. It actually seemed to make them worse, most of the time. So he wasn't particularly hopeful, but he was curious if nothing else.

The fact that he didn't sleep was only sixty-percent because he pushed himself too far.]

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I wouldn't give you a choice one way or another.

[But he's grinning a bit, shoving the blankets and such into a haphazard heap into the bathtub before he grabs a washcloth away from the sink. This might stain. Actually, it will probably definitely stain, but it's not his problem, so what does he care?]

[Humming as he lays the cloth flat, Psii spreds a good bit of it straight through the middle before folding the cloth up. A tiny sopor slime burrito, ends twisted so that it doesn't flop open.]

I don't know how thick human thkin ith, but thith ought to make up for it tho that you don't accidentally ingetht it or thomething. Lay down, put it over your eyeth, and hope it workth.

What do you think?

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[There's a faint smile at the heap that Psii makes out of the blankets in the bathtub. He shrugs out of Xanxus' coat and arranges it on top of the blankets. Alright, sure, he's giving this a shot, he supposes. He tugs his tie loose and slips it from the collar of his shirt.

He watches as he spreads the slime through the middle of the cloth and then fold it up, twisting it. He shrugs a little and shakes his head a little at the subject of how thick his skin is.]

My skin's not necessarily thick, but.. resistant? I've taken explosives to the face and hardly even noticed it.

[Yes, he's not normal. Normally, it's a fact he uses as an intimidation factor in a fight, but this is more clinical. Less about sharp smiles and talk about my capacity as an organism is different from yours; more some attempt at trying to piece together how to make this stuff work.

Honestly, Hibari is more than willing to see if Psii's sopor slime can take away the nightmares, maybe keep Mukuro out of his head. Because he really can't deal with his bullshit after what he went through earlier.]

It might work.

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Then in you get!

[Psii seems pretty pleased with this turning out like it is, getting up to his feet and trying not to fidget with the makeshift sopor mask in his hand.]

I can thtay in here for a while too, to make thure that you don't accidentally eat it or thomething.

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[Obligingly, or well, as close as he gets to such a sentiment, Hibari climbs into the tub, and onto the pile of sheets and comforters that Psii had made for him. There's a quirk of his mouth even if everything still feels wrong, if he can still feel Mukuro's fingers in his head... being around Psii makes that feel less terrifying. Less like fangs at his throat.]

Just a little while. [Soft acceptance as he snuggles into the pile with a sigh.] Normally the only way I sleep is when Xaxus watches. [Who's gone. So, that's been a thing. His paranoia is maybe worse than he pretends. Not that it's exactly surprising, and then those two assholes prey on what's already a very raw nerve.]

But, I guess now we see if this stuff kills me or not?

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You.... prrrrrobably won't die.

No guaranteeth.

[Still, he's grinning a little as he leans over the tub. It's cramped, but hey. It's not like he has a bed for Hibari to sleep in, not anymore. The recuperacoon has taken up that space, although Psii's obviously kept the sheets and things.]

[They make a good pile, what can he say?]

[Once he's sure that Hibari is settled in, he reaches down with gentle claws to rake dark hair away from that pale face. It feels strangely intimate before he lays the cloth down over the other's eyes.]

Jutht try going to thleep. Don't mind it much.