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Damien Thorn ([info]sonofajackal) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-03-28 20:37:00

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Entry tags:conner kent, damien thorn

Who: Damien and Conner
Where: Courtyard
When: Early evening
What: Random interaction. Lust potion awkwardness?
Rating: TBD.. low for now, will update if necessary
Status: Incomplete

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Damien Thorn had been feeling.. odd lately. He always considered himself reserved, calm, calculating, definitely in control of himself. But not recently. He had been having urges, and while they were sorta fun, and he'd given into them, he'd rather have control. Hell with the notion if anyone else lost their inhibition, he just wished he could be stable. It would seem that he had been getting a taste of the other side, of how his abilities affected those he came in contact with before back home. It was exactly like what he had read, when they said they want to jump people. He had been feeling that too. Right now, he was breathing inwardly, mentally fighting a battle within himself. But on the outside? He seemed very casual, though probably unable to stand still in one place. He could do this. He knew he could. He was Damien, after all.

That elevated his pride a bit and he had a smirk at that thought. But he still felt a bit heated, sweat from his upper shirt, and behind his neck. His hair would probably be damp yet again. But he didn't think about that. He instead focused on.. his phone. Yes, that was it! Of course, a good distraction. At least for now. He flipped open his phone device and began to look if anyone sent him a message, or if there were more network posts, while still being alert to his surroundings in the courtyard...



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