Late night television (Horus)

[Tobias Davidson]

It had been the first time in months that he'd fallen asleep in a bed, the first time he'd actually fallen asleep in human form. The nightmares however.. were still there. Tossing in turning in bed had preceded Tobias coming awake and as he did he swore he could smell the scent of gunpowder, burnt flesh and burning foliage.

He sat there in nothing but a pair of dark red boxers, his lightly scarred, sweat covered chest rising and falling with his quick breaths. After a minute of regulating his breathing and doing his best to calm down, Tobias would throw the sheet from the bed, get up and toss on a pair of sleep pants before making his way out of his bedroom and into the bathroom, switching the light on and making his way over to the sink, his hand turning on cold water before splashing it on his face before looking into the mirror...

And finding the softball sized eye of the Tylosaur glaring back at him, before it's head would smash through the window that had seconds ago been a mirror. Water would pour through the room as the monstrous head would smash through glass and drywall in a vicious attempt to devour Tobias whole. It was only as the powerful jaws of the animal would close around him and pierce his flesh that he would awaken again.

Tossing the sheets off his body for a second time, Tobias would make his way over to a pair of dirty jeans in the corner, pick them up, grab the zipper and jab it into his finger until he felt and saw the familiar puncturing of flesh. Dropping to the floor with ragged breaths Tobias would shudder as flashes of the nightmare came back to him.

While he would once again dress himself in a pair of sleep pants, Tobias would this time decline a visit to the bathroom to wash his face and instead make his way out into the living space of his door room where he planned to sleep the rest of the night in a transformed state so to fight off the nightmares he'd suffered from every time he fell asleep as a human.

[Horus Richmond]

Horus couldn't sleep.

It was a sentence that made very little sense when you considered the boy was asleep ninety percent of the time, and the other ten he was in a near state of unconsciousness. But tonight had been different. He'd been on the phone to Elliot when the line had suddenly gone dead, and all calls went straight to answer phone. This had worried the little blonde, and whilst he'd franticly barraged his boyfriend with texts, he'd had no response. And now he couldn't sleep at all. In fact, things had gotten so bad that Horus had taken his duvet out onto the common area of his dorm, curled up and watched the TV quietly.

The TV had been flashing a gory horror film when he heard a quiet noise from Tobias' room. Glancing over his shoulder, the boy turned the TV down a little more, then reached for the small pile of snacks he'd gathered from their communal kitchen. There was no way in hell he was going to fall asleep out here with Jesse The Jerkface nearby. Bitterly, he wished the other blonde a painful, horrible nightmare, and fluffed up in the duvet, nothing but a head and an arm. Popping a few more chocolate raisins in his mouth, Horus sagged to the side, watching the TV on an angle.

Just as the murderer slipped through the door on TV, Tobias appeared in the doorway and the dozy blonde nearly screamed, only to snort quietly at his own fear and laugh. Stupid. No murderers lived in Hammel. Budging over on the sofa, the boy gestured over with a semi-sleepy smile. He liked Tobias. Tobias wasn't a rich kid, nor was he an asshole. He happily ate pizza and watched movies, and he never posed much of a problem to Horus at all. Thus, when he appeared in the doorway, Horus couldn't help but be nice to him.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked in his typical, slurring fashion, propping his head up with his arm. "Me either. An' I ain't sleepin' here with ol' Jesse th'dick face orbittin' round." The boy narrowed his eyes bitterly, then offered up the bag of chocolate raisins. "Want one?" He asked socially, pulling back the duvet so Tobias could come sit on the sofa beside him. He heard another bang from Jesse's room and rolled his eyes, pulling a face. Maybe the idiot had fallen out the window.

He could dream.

[Tobias Davidson]

While Tobias hadn't been at Hammel very long the fact that two of his three room mates happened to be hard to tolerate had made him quicker in developing a liking to the remaining one. While the extra long bathing rituals and the whiny attitude of Zach had put him off and multiple things about Jesse had made him contemplate asking the staff if he could just sleep on the grounds, Horus had been the one person that being around hadn't been a test of his patience. Plus the kid shared his pizza with Tobias and let him watch his horror movies.

Tobias would raise an eyebrow at the movie on television and guessing that it was another one of Horus' hour and twenty minute gore fests, he'd decide to watch it to take his mind off the nightmares. While most people would likely not get over violent nightmares like the ones he had with horror movies, Tobias had an eye for spotting fake gore. After all, the young man had been eating things alive in the form of several predators since before he was technically a teenager, so it wasn't hard for him to sort out the fake from the real. Shaking his head at the chocolate covered raisin, Tobias would head back to his room for a moment before returning with a pack of beef jerky, his preferred snacking food.

Taking a seat on the couch with the bag of Jack Links, he'd go to grab the top of it with his teeth with an almost predatory flick of his head would rip it off in one go. Spitting it on the for he'd stare at the screen and ask, "So, what are we watching?" before going to start his consumption of the bag of jerky.

[Horus Richmond]

Horus continued to stuff handfuls of raisins in his mouth as the film continued to roll, the woman now running away in just a towel, screaming her lungs out. "'s called Th'House on Death Row or somethin' equally stupid." The boy laughed, throwing his duvet over Tobias and continuing to watch the TV, eyes flickering back and forth as the murderer held the knife tightly, sneaking up on the screaming woman. "Sorry 'f th'TV woke y'up, by th'way." He added, glancing over at Tobias.

Horus had often sat up with Tobias watching movies before, so this was no change in behaviour, but even he'd noticed the boy looked frazzled, so he paused and rubbed his eyes. "So far in th'film, th'chick has been married t'some dude who takes care 'f insane people an' one o'them has escaped. Blah blah." The blonde droned, finishing up the pack of raisins and moving on to a small tube of Smarties. Pushing his hair back out of his face, the boy turned and sniffed slightly, mind starting to unwind about Elliot's call earlier.

"Y'know, I could poke y't'sleep 'f y'need it?" He asked helpfully, grinning and flicking one of the sweets into his mouth. "I'd do 't t'myself but I'm countin' m'lucky stars I'm awake for once." Horus laughed softly and settled back down in the corner, rolling his eyes as the screaming woman was cornered by the murderer. A few stabs and blood curdling screams later, and the film was on to another scene, Horus utterly rapt by the cheesy gore and general terrible acting. "I'm surprised th'Prince of Hammel hasn't bitched at m'f'ruinin' his beauty sleep." He finally added, rolling his eyes.

[Tobias Davidson]

Fake... fake.. fake... wrong tint for the fake blood... fake...... a stage hands shadow.. really this was the type of movie that Tobias had fun with. When it came down to it most of the time he spent watching stuff like this was spent looking for mistakes on the production teams part. Popping another piece of jerky into his mouth he'd shake his head as Horus started to apologize. "No, wasn't the movie," he said after swallowing the piece of jerky. "Just a bad dream," he added before listening to Horus as he explained the plot.

"You'd think he'd know not to hand out his home address to the inmates," commented Tobias as he watched the movie. It was highly likely that Horus was used to Tobias picking apart the plot and fake blood at times, though for some reason he didn't seem to be so on target tonight. When Horus would offer to put him to sleep with a touch, Tobias would shake think about it momentarily before responding with another, "No," and continuing with, "I'm just going to go to sleep in morph since I don't have any nightmares when I sleep like that."

And as for the comment on "Prince of Hammel", or as Tobias had dubbed him, "The bathroom hog," it would cause Tobias to give a brief chuckle. "I think it would take a lot more then this to wake up," he stated as he went to pop another piece of jerky in his mouth and chew. "I have a feeling that kid sleeps like a log."

[Horus Richmond]

Horus' sleepy eyes looked over at Tobias as he scanned the TV for all the crappy fake effects. "Y'shoulda seen th'hand that was sawn off. Looked like a mannequin hand." Laughing, the blonde threw a sweet up in the air and tried to catch it in his mouth, only to frown as it bounced off his nose and fell on the floor. "Ass." The boy grumbled, picking it up and counting the five second rule, before throwing it in his mouth anyway.

"Y'would, but then there wouldn't be a pl-" Horus was cut off by another scream. "An' that's his daughter. I'd love t'know how he knows who everyone is. Did th'doc bring in a photo album?" Arching a brow as blood spurted across the screen, the teen snorted and stole a bit of Tobias' jerky, giving it a chew thoughtfully. "Sorry y'had a bad dream. I don't really dream any more. S'th'sleep awareness shit." Horus grumbled, pulling the duvet around himself and stifling a yawn.

Snorting softly and resting his head on the arm rest, the blonde continued to watch the film, nodding when he saw another mistake in the continuity. "Wasn't he wearin' a green sweater a minute ago?" He asked, arching a brow. "Magical colour changin' jumper. I want one." And this, the teen began to imagine colour changing clothes that changed depending on your mood. He's easily amused.

[Tobias Davidson]

As he watched the obviously fake gore filled movie on the television before him Tobias slowly let the nightmares that had brought him awake drift into the back of his head. As he did he'd find himself more open to the action onscreen and how even easier it was to criticize it. As the killer went about his bloody business Tobias picked out the obvious restraint in certain movements of his body, as well as other tell tale signs that while subtle to anyone else, were plain as day for somebody who had an eye for movement analysis.

As Horus reached into the bag of barbecue flavored Jack Links, Tobias ignored the tiny voice in the back of his head that always protested when he shared his food before taking his fill. One of the many side effects of his powers, Tobias had subtle instinctual triggers that most often he controlled with ease. Taking another piece of the jerky after Horus had removed his hand from the bag, Tobias listened as he detailed the plot further. "They could have picked an actress with that at least looked a tiny bit like the father," said Tobias as he chewed the piece of jerky.

"They don't really bother me once I'm awake," stated Tobias on the topic of nightmares. It was a half lie really. While the more obviously imaginary parts of his nightmares are harmless outside of waking him up, the parts of his dreams that draw off memory tend to dig up things Tobias would rather forget, things that nobody on campus knew of. For a brief moment after he spoke Tobias seemed to stare off until the distance, as if looking past the walls at something beyond. That was of course until Horus made the comment about the color changing jumper and comment upon his desire to own such a article of clothing, which made Tobias give a bit of a smirk.

[Horus Richmond]

Last time Horus and Tobias had late night movie watched, the pair of them had come across the worst gore movie ever. Ketchup for blood, wax hands, peeling fake cuts... the whole movie had Horus crying with laughter while Tobias had continued to make comments the entire way through. But this time there wasn't pizza, and Horus was terribly hungry, so he rose again and raided the dorm kitchen, pulling out some left over chicken and a soda, and leaving the meat in the middle of the table so Tobias could help himself.

"Yeah, y'shoulda seen his son. Looked older than he is." He laughed, opening the soda and downing it thirstily. "Basically I reckon th'guys who produced this film jus' wanted somethin' to do." He added, nibbling one of the cold chicken legs. He winced a little when he heard more thudding from the direction of Jesse's room, and quietly hoped the brat was having the worst nightmare ever, burrowing down further in his duvet and wrinkling his nose as another family member was hacked down by the killer.

"Hey." Horus said suddenly as he spotted Tobias staring off. "Earth t'Tobias." He waved his hand in front of his face, then looked relieved at his room mate returned, and then he grinned. "Mood jumper. 'M so copy rightin' that an' havin' someone make it." The blonde looked eager up until the killer managed to trip over a prop. "Hahah!" He laughed, failing to muffle the amusement. "What a fuckin' loser."