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Tweak says, "Sugar... bring me sugar..."

passionbound (passionbound) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-08-30 18:08:00

Entry tags:

fenrir, hel, odin

Who: Pierce & Simon, and now guest-starring Aura
What: Awkward family times with blood and broken mirrors
Where: Lobby then off to the hospital?
When: Monday afternoon
Warnings: Injured wolfboy?
Notes: None to speak of

The day had started out with a headache that wouldn't go away, and while climbing back into bed to sleep the day away had been oh-so-tempting, the foul taste in his mouth demanded the use of a toothbrush and toothpaste. It was there, going about his normal morning routine, that everything just kind of went to hell. That first glance in the mirror, only to see a monstrous wolf staring back at him... well he was pretty sure he shrieked like a little girl before instinct took over and he threw his fist at the mirror, shattering it instantly and sending shards of glass all over the bathroom floor. Standing there, blood dripping down his hand, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, Simon was pretty sure he had gone absolutely insane. Either that, or that tequila had done interesting things to him.

Sure enough, a peek into another mirror showed the same thing, but he was smart enough not to throw his fist through it this time. So with his hand wrapped in a bath towel, he had intended on trying to get ahold of Aura or maybe even Moana and asking for some help in patching up when Aura's post caught his eye. And then there was the conversation with Pierce...

And that brought him to now. Standing in the lobby, a new towel wound around his hand, standing slightly slumped against the wall, head still pounding. He had had enough sense not to take aspirin in order to soothe that headache, but that didn't make him any more hospitable to the world.

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the_allfather
2010-08-30 11:22 pm UTC (link)

This was quite possibly the worst day in the history of forever. All Pierce wanted to do was take his morning shower but the second he stepped into the bathroom and saw some strange one-eyed man wearing a cloak and a wide-brimmed hat looking back at him, he actually yelled. It had been awhile since something scared him so badly that he screamed obscenities, but this had certainly done it. What was that?

The fact that those in his family - extended or otherwise - seemed to be experiencing the same thing was unnerving. Of course Casper had punched the mirror. Of course. Now he was leaving a blood trail in the hallways, most likely. Sure, Pierce had sent him away because of a bad premonition but he never wanted the kid hurt or dead.

Swallowing the gigantic lump in his throat, he grabbed his car keys and headed downstairs to the lobby. Casper was recognizable, the lone figure slumped against the wall. The lone figure who resembled David, the way David looked when he was the boy's age...

"Casper?" Pierce stopped in front of him, frowning as he took in the sight of the towel around his hand and the -

He had to fight to hold back a shudder. The creepy-crawly feeling traveled up and down his spine, but he pushed it aside and took the boy's arm, guiding him away quickly. "I'm Pierce. It's nice to meet you in person. Or I suppose you prefer Simon," he said.

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passionbound
2010-08-30 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Simon looked up at the sound of first footsteps and then the other's voice, steadying a glance upon him for a long moment before nodding his assent at the question. He hardly got a chance to say anything more before Pierce was taking hold of his arm and guiding him out of the lobby.

"Ah, either's fine. I'm just..." He paused, looking back towards Pierce, brow creasing for a moment, a strange feeling touching him. There was no reason that he could think of to have such a strange feeling, so he pushed it away and concentrated on keeping pace with the older man. "Not used to people calling me Casper. Aura's the only one who calls me that, so it's a little strange." A pause, a small twitch of his lips. "You and her are friendly together. Friendly enough that she told you all about me?"

There it was. That underlying note of suspicion, of anger skimming beneath the surface. Part of it was towards Aura, at her laying out their relationship so openly, going so far as to reveal his real name. It wasn't that he was ashamed, nothing of the sort, but it was not the sort of thing he wanted to wave around like a banner.

	calaveritas 2010-08-31 04:32 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, you know, the usual. Killing people with my fingers, seeing women with dead lower bodies in mirrors." She looked over at him when she said it, and there was a definite demand for reciprocation of information in her deep brown eyes. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)