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[Video clicks on at an odd angle, it's pointed upwards and is recording from the floor, where it's just been dropped. Prefect is leaning heavily against a wall, staring into space blankly. His eyes are slightly glazed, and as he lowers himself to run his hand across the floor, searching for the dropped journal, he doesn't bother to look down at it.

His hand finally brushes against the journal, and after a couple of minutes fumbling, the screen is covered by his palm. The video lurches as Prefect finally picks up the journal, and there's a brief shot of his palm running across the wall of his cabin, searching for the door handle out of his room.

Finally, the door opens, and the camera points down, just transmitting a shot of the floor as Prefect moves very, very carefully across the corridor. The shot of the floor stops, and changes direction as Prefect tries to navigate his way to the infirmary.]



[ooc: Prefect's power is seeing Auras. And nothing else. So basically, he can see GLOWING SHAPES OF LIGHT when people are in front of him, but other than that? ALL IS DARK, so he doesn't know that the journal has switched on at all. Feel free to yell at him through the journal, or spam at him in the corridor!]

Comments

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

No, comrade! I'm on your communicator!

[he's shouting so Prefect can hear.]

What's wrong?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Oh! [The communicator shifts up, it's still pointed at the floor, but Prefect feels his way across it, his thumb covering the lens briefly, before shifting off again, with the camera now pointed roughly in his direction.] Is this all right, Comrade?

[He pauses for a moment, before looking slightly sheepish.] I... I'm having a little trouble with my eyesight, Comrade. There's a flood on, isn't there?

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

There is, yes, comrade.

I didn't realise anyone had gone... blind, is it? [He's frowning over here, not that you can see.]

It's a weird flood.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Not... not entirely? But yes, Comrade, essentially, I've gone blind. [He moves to lean against the wall, and slides down to sit against it.]

What's happened to you?

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

[Well, now he's awkward about telling you.]

I have strange desires to go and fix bicycles. But I can't find any.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[FROWN, like this is a totally important problem.]

I'm sorry to hear that, Comrade. Maybe you could ask if anyone on board has one they need repairing?

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Comrade, you're blind! That's hardly a pressing concern by comparison.

Can you see anything?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

I can see... lights. Sometimes they're bright, but usually they're faint. When I ran into the Marquis, there was one that was huge, Comrade. Like a fire.

Other than that, everything's black.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

That's strange.

Do you need some help, comrade?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect gives a slight nod, then frowns thoughtfully.]

I'm not sure, Comrade. I'm just... trying to decide what to do. If it's just the flood, then I don't really need to go to the infirmary about it.

[Pause]

And if it's not the flood, then I've gone blind.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

It's the flood. [He doesn't know this. But he's not telling him the other one just yet.]

Do you need help getting anywhere?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

No, I think I could just... go back to my room and wait it out there.

[Prefect pauses for a moment, then quickly pulls his knees up to his chest. At the prospect of finding his way back, he suddenly feels extremely disoriented.]

Actually, Comrade, I might need help with that.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

I'll come, comrade.

In fact, comrade, given the amount of obstacles [boxes. he means all those boxes] in your room, compared to mine, you can come back to mine instead, comrade.

[You'll just have to dodge his piles of paper.]

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Comrade. That would be good.

[He lets out a breath, and loosens his grasp on his legs. Just a flood. It's just the flood. It'll be better in a couple of days.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Uh. I don't suppose you know where you are?

All my instincts seem to be taking me in the direction of non-existant broken bicycles.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Level two corridor.

[Pause.]

I think. I might have... I might be on level three. Or one. I definitely went up though, so, I'm above level four.

[He's on level two.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

I'll start there, comrade. Don't move.

[He's coming straight for level two and won't be long. In fact, charging along the corridor right now.]

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect... doesn't move. Or he does a bit, carefully pushing himself to his feet, so when O'Brien gets there he can at least start off on his feet.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

[O'Brien comes down the corridor, looking concerned,] Comrade? I'm over here.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect turns his head, he doesn't see O'Brien, but he does see a faint gray mist, hovering a little way down the corridor.] Comrade? [He takes a step towards the mist, and carefully extends his hand, hoping to hit something corporeal.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

[O'Brien reaches up and puts his hand on Prefect's arm, pushing it downwards a little so it doesn't hit him in the face,] It's me, comrade. Just keep hold of me.

[Having someone completely reliant on him was a bit of a power rush in itself, but there was that nasty, nasty familiar feeling of actually wanting to help Prefect.]

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect lets out a loose, nervous, almost accidental laugh, then swallows hard.]

Thank you, Comrade. [He reaches with his free hand for O'Brien's arm, trying to stabilize himself somewhat. The feeling of the other totalitarian's unseen hand on his arm, had clarified Prefects own vulnerability for him, and he was suddenly extremely relieved to have O'Brien there.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

[O'Brien kept a firm grip on him, partially to help him, partially to reaffirm a sense of power in the situation,]

It's alright, comrade. Just stay with me. [He started to lead Prefect in the direction of the stairs and his room.]

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect walked alongside O'Brien, falling quiet briefly as he allowed himself to be led by the other man.]

Uh, warn me if we get to the stairs, Comrade?

[He thought O'Brien would warn him, but he felt like he should say something to keep things moving at least.]

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Did you seriously think I wouldn't, comrade? [That was subconsciously deliberate, the way he phrased that.]