In which Sky feels funny...

[spd_blue]

[For spd_red but anyone who wants to play with a loopy Sky is more then welcome. Also, feel free to change the setting if you like.]

Looking back on the fight, Sky didn't remember getting hit with anything. Sure, he got some of the alien's weird smelling smoke to the face but he thought his shields had blocked most of it to the point that he hadn't even worried.

And even later, he still didn't think anything was wrong. In fact...he felt pretty darn good. He felt loose and relaxed and he couldn't wipe the happy smile off his face.

That should have been anyone's first clue that something was wrong.

The second was the fact that he was sitting in the common room, attempting to have pleasant conversations with everyone in the room. At least those who would talk to the Blue Ranger who usually only talked to his teammates. And was still beaming.

Comments

[spd_blue]

Right now isn't normally? I like you just fine. And that's not going to change.

[He really was out of it for that fact that he really didn't notice anything was wrong. And Jack would be surprise how honest Sky was being at this very moment..]

[spd_red]

[I am beginning to really goddamn hate today]

[imagine having to protect pissy you from the nice things you're saying right now]

[not that I don't like pissy you; in fact I like him a lot, and I wouldn't want you to never ever be your pissy self, but sheesh]

[yeah, I'd be very surprised to learn that you're being that honest, instead of it being "I suppose you're okay and sometimes I like you plus whee I'm basically drugged to the gills"]

That's good. C'mon, let's see the boys.

[spd_blue]

[And that was one of the things normal!Sky liked about Jack, he put up with his pissy self and threw it right back. He was a challenge, an equal challenge, which was something Sky hadn't had in a long time.

Since Dru left.

But now Sky just grinned, his attention on something else now.]

Yes! Let's go see Bridge and Boom. I want to see what they are working on. [Which usually only gets a polite interest. Now it's cool.]

[spd_red]

[I didn't really give a damn about giving you grief when we first met, wasn't too worried about whether you liked me or hated me. But when I started to get a little less selfish, and started to realise just how much I could rely on you, and how much I enjoyed bantering with you and having you banter right back in your own way... then I realised I was screwed.]

[double take at that]

[amused] Okay. Just stay behind me in case there's another explosion, yeah?



[shall we timeskip?]

[spd_blue]

[Yep. Time skip.]

[The reply to Jack's protectiveness had just been a light roll of his eyes (the most Sky like thing he'd done in hours) and a tug on Jack's hand.

A little while, numerous tests and a trip to the infirmary later, it was determined that Sky was fine, just suffering from the effect of the smoke blown in his face, which besides making him basically high, had no real side effects. It would wear off in a little while on it's own.

Really, Sky didn't see what the big deal was. He felt great!]

You'll have dinner with me, right Jack?

[It was asked innocently and without thought as they walked away from the infirmary.]

[spd_red]

[I'm relieved as anything, though startled at how patient you were about all the testing]

It's a date.

[said with unthinking cheerfulness, followed by a blush and a half]

[spd_blue]

[It was clearly the drugs. A normal Sky would have been stonily silent and throwing glares at everyone as he reluctantly cooperated. Unlike this one, that had been relaxed, smiling and even helpful during the process.]

A date? [He liked this idea and beamed at Jack.] A date! Let's go on a date. I like this idea. [Pause] Why are you blushing?

[spd_red]

[ah, there's that headache starting up, I've been expecting it]

[wry, self-deprecating, absolutely no blame attached to you whatsoever] Because I have some idea of how much you'd hate this normally. So let's eat in your room, okay? Or we can go to mine if you're worried about Bridge coming in smelling of smoke.

[spd_blue]

I wish people would stop telling me how I would feel normally. I feel fine. [the only hint of his moment of exasperation was a roll of his eyes then he was over it, unlike his usually habit of brooding.] Let's go to yours. You have more room after all. Plus, Bridge might want to join us in our room and that's not a date.

[spd_red]

Okay, okay, I'm glad you feel fine.

That's not a -- [misses a step, nearly walks into the wall]

Yeah, sure, you're right. The food slot in my room's been working okay lately, since Bridge had a go at it, though he did superpower it kinda. We can just get something once we get there.

[spd_blue]

[When Jack almost runs into the wall, Sky can't help but bust out laughing.] How do you almost walk into a wall when you can walk through them?

[Doesn't think twice about taking Jack's hand again.] How's the pizza? I think I'm in the mood for pizza.

[spd_red]

[rueful] It takes skill.

[squeezes back automatically, liking the warmth of your hand]

Pizza's not bad. If you don't mind picking marshmallows off it first.

[spd_blue]

Can you walk through one of my walls, I wonder? That sounds like a bad pick up line. 'Come walk through my walls, anytime!' [more laughing]

Why would you pick them off? Marshmallows might taste great on pizza! I don't know, I've never tried it, have you?

[spd_red]

[........stupidly, stupidly wishing you meant that]

[snorts] I could try it. Though if I blow up or something, I'm gonna tell Cruger to bill the carpet cleaning to you.

...you first.

[spd_blue]

[Right now, he kinda did.]

We can try it after dinner! After we try this marshmallow pizza.

[spd_red]

[you're killing me]

[laughing, opening the door to my room]

That's the spirit. If we're gonna end up with messy Jack-shaped chunks all over my room, we might as well enjoy ourselves first.

C'mon in.

[spd_blue]

Pffft. Be positive Jack! What's the worse that can happen? You can't get through. I doubt there will be any exploding involved.

[Walks in and takes an eager look around.] I've never been in your room. It's very homey. I like it.

[spd_red]

Be positive?

...okay, I'll be positive.


[snorts, looking around; it's mostly fairly bare as I'm not used to having a lot of possessions. Bed's messy but clean. Couple shirts slung carelessly over the back of a chair. But I did spend a little money on getting a decent bed and a (small) decent table and chairs set]

[spd_blue]

[It was very Jack, not like the stark cleanliness of Sky's half of the room he shared with Bridge, whose side often looked like a jump yard. Simple but lived in.]

Does it get lonely without a roommate? [Asked idly as he walked around the room before settling to sit on the bed.] I like sharing with Bridge. He's my best friend.

[spd_red]

[Your room is disturbingly bipolar, but it makes me smile to stand in the middle. I like you both, not that it's easy to admit that genuinely.]

[shakes head, not at all affected by the sight of you on the bed]

[sits down next to you]

Nah, it's okay. It's quiet sometimes, but I'm fine.

[this might be something of a lie]

[spd_blue]

[automatically leans into Jack without thinking.]

It's a shame the rooms are made for two. You could have shared with me and Bridge.

[And wouldn't that be a horrifying thought if Sky was himself.]

[spd_red]

[Arm goes around you. We're alone after all and I'm selfish. Feels nice.]

[blinking rapidly, not sure how the hell to process that]

Yeah... yeah, sure, that's a shame.

[spd_blue]

[Moves closer and puts his hand on Jack's leg, completely at ease with the touches.]

Or, I'm sure Bridge would love his own room. Then he could bring his experiments home with him. I like it when he's excited about something but I like my sleep too.

[Yes, he just implied what you thought he implied.]

[spd_red]

[strangled whimper]

[oh boy, do I embarrass you more by pulling away from what -- at the moment -- is a fairly innocent touch? Or by letting it go, then having you freak out later?]

Sleep... yeah, sleep's good, true.

[spd_blue]

[Sky hopes you don't freak out. He's enjoying himself right now. Though the whimper makes him cock his head.]

Sleep is good. Jack, are you alright?