(no subject)

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[After locking himself in his room for a week without eating or sleeping, he woke up somewhere else entirely. And went on swearing quite loudly when he found the first mirror because he's now blonde and very very female. So she is now in the kitchen, looking through the fridge and trying not to electrocute anything out of being on edge.]

[ooc: what is patience.]

Comments

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

What's wrong?

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

There's- something.

[gestures uselessly.]

Something wrong with this kid. There's nothing there but it feels slimy. Dirty. It doesn't wash off.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Probably the darkness in him. You haven't noticed anything else strange about it?

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Is that what it is?

[looks down at her hands as if it would show.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

That's what it feels like. It's strange, I can't feel emotions, but I can sense things like that.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

It doesn't feel natural... wonder how he deals with it.

[sudden realization!]

...oh god that kid had better leave my weapons alone.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

...Oh fuck. There's some psycho thunder bitch running around with my body. She had so better not do any weird shit.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[facepalm.]

I hope this doesn't last too long.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Hopefully. I think I would have preferred feeling all that guilt and anger.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[.......aaaa have a little six year old hug :C]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I'm tired of all these damn spells.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Same. Maybe we'll get a break after this.

[just settles next to him, even though logically she knows he doesn't really have emotions right now.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Doubt it. But at least we'll have a break for a little bit.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Well, we'll just have to make the most of that.

[stares at the floor like she's expecting something to happen down there.]