The Forced Honesty Meme!

[tongueamok]

✔ Post with your character
✔ Other characters respond to your thread with IC questions/statements/confessions/whatever to your character
✔ All responses must be honest, though they can artfully dodge the truth and not be happy about it :>
✔ Have fun!
Stolen from here!

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Apple juice.

[drabsolutelynot]

Yes.

[He pauses. It really bothers him that you are so young and to think that you have died, Sweets]

So...what happened?

lame

[lifetothefullest]

There's some sort of conspiracy going on, at the very least within the FBI, and perhaps beyond it too.

[The pieces are still coming out, and one of those pieces--]

I went to pick up evidence that we needed for the case we're building, and I must've been followed. He surprised me, and we fought.

[Mistake after mistake on his end, and he probably lost both the evidence and his life because of them. Maybe, if he's lucky, he's just in a coma and not dead, but that's not a whole lot more hopeful an idea.]

I think the blow that broke my ribs might've been fatal. I've broken bones before, and I've been shot, and this was different.

[Something felt wrong in a way he'd heard people talk of, and when he'd woken up here the feeling was gone. Maybe he's imagined all of it, but he can't just dismiss it as that so easily.]

Alcohol is for grown ups

[drabsolutelynot]

[The thought is disgusting. The obliteration of a life for the sake of keeping secrets secret. But Rosen knows too well that Sweets wouldn't be the first to be sacrificed in the name of keeping face]

Will..will someone find you? Wherever it happened...could someone find you in time?

don't make him argue how drinking ages are largely arbitrary and probably don't even exist here

[lifetothefullest]

[He knows the same, and has investigated cases in which similar things had happened, but it still felt like one of those things that only happens to other people. Even being a psychologist and therefore knowing better, it still doesn't help.

But the question does, because he can't say no.]

I don't know, maybe. Someone might notice I haven't checked in.

[Someone could call him and go looking for him if he doesn't answer. Aubrey's been tailing people and might be nearby. A bystander could walk into the parking garage and call for help. Booth could decide he's needed as backup after all and just show up.

Or none of that could happen. But then again, it could.]

Don't make Rosen lecture you on the negative effects of alcohol on your vital systems, Young Man

[drabsolutelynot]

I wish I could tell you that they will. That absolutely you will get help and it will be ok.

[However his expression is growing more grim]

But I can't promise anything. I can only hope that that will be the case.

Those are sort of the point there, grandpa

[lifetothefullest]

[He offers a small smile, half sad and half not.]

Any hope is better than none. Thank you.

[He means it.]