teddy beaufort ( technokinetic ) . (codebreaking) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-12-14 19:51:00 |
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Who: Teddy and Slevin (and Boo, NPC).
Where: Teddy’s room at the motel/hotel Omega are staying at.
When: Early evening, around the same time as this.
They were getting low on painkillers. That was all Teddy kept thinking as he reached for the bottle he’d set beside his workstation in his room. It had been a simple desk with complimentary stationary at one point before their arrival but he had made short work of converting it and now it looked like every techie hacker’s dream. Wiring tucked out of the way, monitors and harddrives and keyboards, everyone someone in his position could ever want or need. Right now though it wasn’t bringing him nearly as much simple joy as it usually did, not when he was taxing himself the way he had been since that stupid bubble had popped up around that stupid school. The bottle in his hand rattled distinctly and when he popped the lid off he saw that there were, in fact, only a small amount of pills left inside. Teddy sighed and checked his watch. It had been long enough since his last dose that he could take more.
He would have to get up from the desk in order to get a glass of water. No one else was allowed to have food or drink close to his gear and Teddy was anything but a hypocrite on that front, not when a lot of the equipment was worth more than the manager of the motel made in a year. Maybe that was an exaggeration but he was past the point of caring. Looking down at the pills in his palm he decided he didn’t need water. He hadn’t for the last dose either. Popping them in his mouth he swallowed them dry and then pushed his glasses up from his face with his fingers which he went on to use to rub his eyes with. They were aching enough that he’d had to dig the glasses out of the drawer where he’d tucked them and it was with a sigh that he had done so. All the electronics at the school had sent his powers into overdrive to the point where a migraine had settled in and wasn’t showing any signs of letting up any time soon, especially not since he was using them to try and come up with some kind of explanation. Fae, witches, elementals, demons, angels, there were so many branches of the supernatural to investigate, so many possible explanations, that Teddy had barely gotten any sleep since this whole thing had started in favour of continuing the search.
Time was getting away from him, which he only realised when he felt a distinctly familiar tug on the hem of his pants leg. When he looked down his glasses fell forward and he had to fumble to catch them before they tumbled right off his head altogether. A small leonine face looked up at him, the material of his pants still hooked on sharp little teeth. “Hey,” Teddy complained, reaching down with one hand to prize his clothing back from the cub. “How many times, huh? No chewing or tugging or gnawing of any kind.” He paused then, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed. “When did you get here? No, scratch that. How did you get here?” Last he’d checked the door had been well and truly sealed shut.