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WHO: Tommy Shepherd and You
WHERE: Network, The Diner
WHAT: Network Request, and Powers Slightly On the Fritz at Diner
WHEN: January
WARNINGS:

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Well guys, seems I've fun into a little problem…

[The camera pans from where it started, on Tommy's face, to a table. Those familiar with the diner might recognize the kitchen of it if they've helped out there, either in Tommy's time or back with Eli Vanto was running the place. There's no denying the bit of chaos going on here, given the table he'd been using for prep was on the floor. In several pieces. Which a different angle of view of is soon available as Tommy curses off screen and the phone clearly falls. When it hits the ground it looks briefly at the table before falling flat, looking just up at the ceiling where there is clearly some… Is that stew sticking to the ceiling?]

Shit! Okay. Um, that's…

[He scoops up the device again and looks at it.]

Anyone willing to run by the Space Ikea and get me a new work table. And maybe help put it together? Oh, and some stools. And a bench. Uh… And some sleeping pills or something? If I don't get some proper rest soon, I'm worried I'm accidentally vibrate the building down. Which would be bad.

Thanks.

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Lunch.

Tommy sets out a selection of bowls for people to fill for themselves from a big pot of stew next to where he put down the larger bin of salad. Granted it didn't look much like salad given the 'greens' were actually faintly blue, but hey, he even put cumatoes and diced bacon mushrooms on it for flavor. Plus was it a meal without access to the side of meat Tommy had roasted up for people over a literal fire. Sure, it was slightly charred, but it was something.

Once it was all put down Tommy took a seat near the door and did something that he wasn't really happy with doing. Tommy tucked his hands under his arms and pinned them there, afraid to touch just about anything. Unfortunately his legs were bouncing as well, and the speed of it was making the table he was near start to vibrate as well.

That made Tommy curse and he freed his hands just long enough to pull his legs up to cross them under himself before tucking his hands away again.

"Dammit, David. If you were here you'd know what to do."

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Are you okay? Do you need me to come take over for a while so you can sleep? What's going on?

[Billy looks concerned.]

Catra was just about always there for meal time, sniffing at the stew and helping herself. She was rarely picky, though the 'leaves' she almost never touched after her first skeptical taste of them. Salad was not food.

But the char on the meat didn't seem to bother her any either, happily tearing away at it, and glancing curiously at Tommy.

"Why are you just-?" she gestured vaguely at him. Being all still like that. It was weird.

No B, I'm not okay.

[Tommy's hand comes up into his hair and a light in the background starts shaking. Fuck.]

Can't sleep at all. It's bad for my control.

[Shit.]

I'm coming over there, okay? Hang on. How long's it been like this?

"Amazingly handsome?" Tommy asks, unable to help the snark even as he tries his best not to vibrate too much.

He worked so hard to feed people, he doesn't want to put them off their food.

"The meat okay?"

She snorts and rolls her eyes. "Yeah. So not my type. No the whole...sitting there. Since when do you do sitting still?"

Her sharp canines tear through the meat easily, and she nods. "Yeah, it's not bad. Tastes like meat." Catra doesn't have a whole lot to compare it to. Seems good enough to her.

Two, maybe three days?

[And he's losing it, B. There might be a reason he hasn't been home when Billy went to sleep or got up.]

"It's fine, you're not mine either," Tommy shrugs. "Neko-girls never really did it for me."

Sorry, just friends Catra, and he has to say it in a rude way. His own powers on edge is driving him up the wall.

"Powers are sorta wonky. Don't wanna blow things up."

[It's not entirely unusual not to see Tommy around, or see him go to bed, he's got a whole different schedule, and tends to need less sleep. But Billy had no idea it had been so long.]

That's...not good. Is it can't sleep, can't stay asleep or...won't sleep?

"What's a Neko-girl?" she asks, ears tilting, "That better not be an insult."

She edges back a little from that threat with his follow up. "That's a thing you can do?"

Can't. I try, man. I try. And it's not that I'm not tired. If I wasn't tired, I'd have control.

"It's not an insult. There's just a large portion of my world that would be huge fans of you," Tommy says.

Kinks, man. That's a thing.

"Got any sleeping pills?"

Okay. We can work with that. I'll be there in a second, hang on.

[It's a little more than a second, but Tommy's probably used to waiting for his brother by now.]

You should have told me sooner. As both doctor and brother, I want to help.

"I don't know what those are. I could hit you on the head if you want?" she offers with a smirk. That would get him some shut eye.

[So beyond used to waiting. And if he's waiting for Billy, counting the minutes, he might not shake so bad.]

We both know medicine doesn't work on me normally.

Oh man. Tommy bursts out laughing, so much. That's just hilarious.

"I'm a bit too durable for that, Catra. But thanks for the offer."

Well, now she might smack him just for laughing like that, giving a grumbling growl.

"We could always test that theory."

"Yeah, but I'd be more worried that I'd break something by mistake," Tommy says with a frown. "I just wish this was easier. But hey, the food was good."

And we both know I'm magic. So...I'm sure we can find a way.

[Yeah, he hopes so. Tommy just shakes more.]

I need to sleep, B. If I don't sleep, I'm dangerous. Worse than the rage bugs.

Her ears flick, looking uncertain. "...Have you tried getting out all your energy? If you wear yourself out it should be easier. I always passed out after a bad day of training."

"The problem is that my powers are about energy in a way," Tommy complains. So how could he even do it safely?

"There's not a safe way to do that, I don't think."

We'll figure it out. I promise.

[He reaches to try and give him a reassuring squeeze.]

I've got...two thoughts to start off with. Not sure you'll love either of them...but- I could try and want you to sleep. Or...I...could take your powers for a bit...long enough that we could medicine or more natural remedies...

[Billy HAD to feel the way his twin was shaking under his hand. The idea of losing his powers was not okay.]

Let's try the sleeping.

Let's get you out of here first.

[If Tommy does some how lose control, Billy doesn't want it happening in here. Tommy'll never forgive himself.

He ports them back to Tommy's room, nodding for him to lay down.]

You'll be okay. I'll stay here with you.

[He takes his brother's hand to try and calm him as he starts chanting, trying to use the words to help his focus.]

IwantTommytosleep.IwantTommytosleep.IwantTommytosleep.IwantTommytosleep-

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