Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
"Lovecraft," Micah repeated, making a mental note to read up on the ugly green thing. He was fairly sure it couldn't actually exist; the dimensions of tentacles versus wings would make the creature immobile at best, but he didn't logic that outloud. Peter (like Stefan) seemed to like the ugly thing, even while he feared it, and Micah didn't want to crush his dreams.
"What's your story?" he asked, not meaning Peter's tale. He knew the name, and he'd heard the rumors (it was impossible not to in this building). It occurred to him, as if for the first time, that maybe he and Iris had more than a friendship. He considered being outraged on Eliot's behalf (Not on his own, of course), but he hadn't seen the other man much lately, and it faded as quickly as it came.