|Rasui (sleepdeprived) wrote in cirque_rp,|
@ 2017-08-24 10:10:00
The full moon lingered high in the sky above. Its light re-energizing the Cirque grounds, building excitement as the shifters took to their animal forms and many supernaturals unknowingly reacting with new levels of intensity. Issac loved full moons, loved petting the big bad shifters while some were relatively unaware of their actions. He tempted fate quite often during full moons by placing himself near them- but then Issac never did have much self-preservation.
Rome felt years away, but the nightmares still lingered even amongst the calm of the temples. Issac tried to lessen the worries of his friends. He could hear them grumbling in his mind in the background of all other thoughts. Whatever had happened to him during the torture amplified his abilities in the worst kind of way. Thoughts were louder, his distance of picking up the noise of it all greater, and what sleep he could manage stopped being mildly annoying and started to hurt. His desire to keep that information from his friends after his breakdown had lead to less cuddle seasons. He had only really told Maddy the truth about the continued pain, because she relied on him during their show.
Clothes tossed on the floor of Elia's trailer, Issac ran his fingers over Elia's bare stomach. "So what kind of ritual should we do?" He asked knowing they would eventually get out of bed to go have some fun naked dancing under the moonlight.