Roy Harper has both arms (![]() ![]() @ 2011-11-12 20:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | helena bertinelli, roy harper |
WHO: Roy Harper and Helena Bertinelli
WHAT: Roy is himself again, but Helena....not so much
WHEN: Saturday, November 12. Night.
WHERE: Helena's Apartment
STATUS: In Progress
Roy groaned as he opened his eyes slowly, a frown furrowing his brow as he took in his surroundings; he was in a living room that he knew, but whose it was escaped him at the moment. Sitting up on the couch, he ran a hand through short red hair and took another look around just as the last week came back to him and he shut his eyes as he recalled that feeling. The feeling of needing a fix so bad that he would sell anything he could get his hands on just to get something. It left him feeling nauseous and he dropped his head into his hands, "Shit..." He sat there for another moment or two, before sitting up and inspecting his arms for fresh track marks despite recalling that Forge and Helena had managed to stop him before he'd gotten his hands on any drugs.
Helena. That's whose apartment he was at, but was she home? She hadn't been when he'd fallen asleep on the couch, but hours must have passed by now. Getting to his feet, he stretched his sore muscles before heading towards the kitchen first, "Helena? Are you home? I feel much better now."