possessum: (𝟎𝟖𝟖)
ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ɢʀᴀʜᴀᴍ 👑 ᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɪᴍᴏɴ ([personal profile] possessum) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-07-20 01:52 pm (UTC)

[ When the man reaches for him, checking for a pulse and patting his cheek, Peter does stir just a little. He's not knocked-out, thankfully, just deeply asleep — but he doesn't wake, not just yet, only gives a soft moan.

Otherwise, there's no reaction, and it will be easy for the man to pick him up — well, as easy as draping his lengthy self over one's body can be. Peter hangs loose and limp, long limbs uncurling like a spider as he's slung over the man's back.

And he'll remain just as numbly dead to the world to begin with through whatever procedure the man follows through with. It's only after a few moments that something within him stirs a bit more, some awareness of.... influence. Of something close to him, in his personal space. Usually it would automatically send Peter into panic mode, but he's too exhausted and strange to be capable of that much, just now.

No, when his eyes slowly start to open, there's not panic in them, but... something else. His pupils are swollen, making the warm browns of his eyes look eerily black. And his tongue gives one of those odd sounds — stroking the roof of his mouth, giving a sharp cluck.

This is probably fine!
]

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