Who: GHB, Dylan Hayes, Dave Henderson. Offscreen Marijuana. What: GHB, not wanting any of his siblings to see him in such a state, takes refuge in a place of worship. Where: Dylan's apartment. When: Tuesday evening. Warnings: Language, drug use. Will update and lock if needed, but GHB isn't up to his usual games.
After they had messed around with his mind, broken so many of his bones, after they had taken his eyes, GHB had remained on his living room floor for hours, struggling even to get the energy to stand. After that, it was a matter of reaching out with his mind to find Liquid, his central power source in NYC and he made his way there slowly, relying on his immortal senses to navigate but even with that help, he managed to smash into walls three times and almost got hit by a car twice. Still, he had made it and, slinking in through the back door and taking refuge in the basement.
If he could have cried, he would have. His entire body ached and not just from the brutal beating he had suffered at the hands of Marijuana. Heroin had done... something to his mind. GHB wasn't sure what, but with every breath he took, there was only pain. He fell into a deep, healing sleep and only woke when his eyes had reformed, for the most part, but it had taken almost every drop of power he possessed. That was when he had seen Ketamine's idiocy, had seen that the entire world knew he was weak. The betrayal would have broken his heart, if he'd had one. Instead, it just made him angry and vulnerable. And when his eyes healed, his body still brutally broken, he knew he had to move. Too many immortals knew he worked at Liquid.
So he spread out his senses for another mecca. And, to his surprise, he found a dwelling that had been paid for with his money, by the profits from his substance. So, blinking in the dying light, he managed to drag himself up from the floor and make it across Manhattan to knock quietly on Dylan's door. Sure, his face was a bloody mess, his fingers were broken, his ribs cracked, but no one knew that Dylan knew him, would house him.
No one aside from Heroin and Marijuana, but GHB had a feeling they were done with him for now, for the sake of family unity.