possessum: (hanging down from the cedar trees)
ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ɢʀᴀʜᴀᴍ 👑 ᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɪᴍᴏɴ ([personal profile] possessum) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-11-21 02:23 am (UTC)

[ Passed out is nothing particularly new for him these days, and usually always associated with some fresh horror. How many times has he woken up somewhere he has no memory of going? Or lost entire days, eyes opening to reveal a moon where there had previously been a sun.

....But he's still in his apartment living room, and he's still with Johanna Constantine, and he can still smell the candles, a lingering smoky scent from when they'd all been blown out. It can't have been too much time. The flutter of anxiety in his chest staggers, a little.

He looks up as she returns to sit beside him, takes the water into both hands and does what she says — a small sip to begin with, then a deeper one. The boy closes his eyes for a moment as though to gather himself, then opens them again, wider now that he realises what she's really saying. Some real bad energy.....
]

Fuck... Really...? [ Peter looks shaken, glancing back over at the mess nearby. The energy... curse or whatever those people did to him.... it was so bad it made all this happen? ]

I think I'm okay. Just... kind of dizzy, but I think okay.

[ He looks back at her now, concern knitting his brows. ]

Are you okay?

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