Earshot

[punsofiron]

Characters: Iron Liz and OPEN
Content: Mind-reading abilities are not all they're cracked up to be.
Location: Cafeteria
Time of Day: Afternoon
Warnings: none

Maybe she shouldn't have dragged herself out of bed. She had to get some coffee or something to try to cope with this headache that had been building up for the past several days.

But the cafeteria was far, far worse than even her room. Voices came from EVERYWHERE, bombarding her nonstop, even people who weren't even in the room. What had started as an occasional amusing thought as she passed someone in the hall became a constant chattering in her ears from everyone in what was apparently an expanding range. Sora and his friends going on about their recent departure and return, Princess Celestia's fixation with cake, random snippets of songs, Twilight's motormouth, Pinkie Pie, Pinkie Pie, Pinkie Pie, Pinkie Pie...

Pretty soon it all just became a jumble of noise she could barely even follow. Everywhere. She didn't even make it to the food synthesizer before she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed against the wall, leaving fingernail scratches in the paint as she slid to the floor, clutching her head, gripping her hair as if to tear it out.

Comments

[halfdarkened]

Her words were a minor relief, but he still continued to stare at the wall. If I look at anything I'll think about it. Riku had never meditated, and he was always the type with a busy mind, so he found he was always slipping into some form of thought, even something boring like the texture of the wall. Not every though that entered his head was in words, or even just a simple musing. Her head hurts. Room. But if he thought to her, every thought had the imagining of his on voice in quiet tones and was in complete sentences.

I can get you to your room and bring some medicine.

Something peaceful to think about. Something beautiful. Somewhere I've been... His thoughts came in little spurts between imagining somewhere he'd been just barely long enough to decide it wasn't what he should think about and the wall. Liz would have seen glimpses of his island home, a place of giant flowers, a snow-covered mountain and a streamlined city of lights as a few examples.