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the purple man ([info]kilgrav) wrote in [info]avengers_logs,
@ 2018-02-16 17:19:00
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Narrative
Who: Kilgrave [Narrative]
What: Kilgrave arrives and is not happy about it.
When: Friday afternoon
Rating/Warnings: None



He woke with a splitting headache, hands flat against the asphalt as if he had just caught himself from hitting the ground. It wasn't unlike coming out of a sufentanil-induced sleep, although there was something more to it. It was as if he had been pushed a shot of adrenaline and whacked in the skull. That could have very likely been the case, although he couldn't remember anything leading up to it.

He pushed himself up against some alley wall -- filthy -- and tilted his head back. Something had messed with his sense of time. How he had gotten here, he wasn't entirely sure. Jessica had been with him, he knew that much. They were finally making strides towards the relationship he had always wanted with her. And they had started to do the hero thing, saving innocents at gunpoint and even the felons committing the crime in the first place.

Something must have gone wrong this time. He had been drugged, or banged over the head. Jessica had been given plenty of opportunities to attack him, of course, but as far as he knew, she hadn't done it. They had struck a deal. It couldn't have been her -- not after she had given him a taste of his new purpose. The fantasy of what the two of them could become.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, an image of Jessica staring back at him from the lock screen. There was a crack in the glass, and Kilgrave frowned to see it. "Fantastic," he muttered darkly, eyes glued to Jessica's cold expression. "Not at all ominous, Miss Jones."

He would call for a car soon. When the lightheadedness disappeared and the feeling his ghost had only just reclaimed his body had settled, he would make his way home.


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