what my problem is ( open ) Who: Davis and open NPCs: -- When: Sunday morning Where: Excalibur HQ, backyard What: Davis can still enjoy the sun. He tries to do that, and Illyana drops in. Rating: PG?
Davis didn't like being worried, but he couldn't seem to help it this week. It hadn't started off so bad. The little mistake between him and Petra was awkward, but then he'd finally managed to form an uneasy truce with Lila. And it went from uneasy to rather pleasant.
But the past few days, he hadn't been able to think much about the personal side of what was going on with him and Lila. After the trip to her Dyson Sphere, he'd come back to treatment and worried teammates. And then on Friday, he'd been a mess. He kept pacing (and tripping over things). He felt so damn disconnected, and that was his friends and his sister fighting against that madman.
Davis didn't care what Heather said. He had a right to worry about her. About all of them.
It didn't help that things seemed messed up everywhere. He could believe Tabitha would blow up her father's house, but he didn't know what to say about that. Sam had to be freaking out. He'd have to contact his friend and see if he could do anything. Not that he could do much, what with being blind.
Grumbling in frustration, he managed to find his way outside, feeling around carefully for one of the chairs. Taking a seat, he sighed as he felt the sun on his face. He might not be able to see it, but at least he could still enjoy it while he tried not to let the worry of everything get to him.