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[Quiet Home: Escape]
Who: Misha and Nilus, then +Damian
What: Escape
Where: Starting at the Quiet Home
When: After delivering the bat
Warnings/Rating: TBD
Misha, he hadn't been back to the Quiet Home since things went real awful with Dr. Heron, and the place loomed real large and full of terrors as he approached it now. Truth was that he could've just blinked himself there and not bothered with seeing its face 'gainst Repose's night sky, but he needed to see. He needed it to be real, to see himself approaching it willing, and to not just be there all of a sudden and out of the blue. He was trying real hard to avoid this going bad for him, on account of he needed to do something right. He needed to help someone and have it not go all wrong, and he knew that was real selfish thinking. He'd been doing that more and more recently, thinking on himself, and it made him feel like layers of dirt and filth were caking themselves onto his skin. Everyone said he had to live in his own troubles, and he tried, but it was making him feel like his feet were heavier and heavier, and like his Grace was harder and harder to reach for.
But the desire to reach for it, it seemed to get stronger with every particle of bad thinking, and it was real strong now as his feet slugged forward to where the building was grinning at him real sinister.
He couldn't feel where Nilus was inside. He'd been having trouble separating Nilus from the new angelic presence in town, and he reckoned that was on account of that new angel being so damn loud in his head. He'd meant to ask Nilus if he could sense the new angel, but things had gone sideways and now here he was.
He messaged Damian one last time, and then he blinked himself into the familiar visiting area, which he knew would be empty this late at night. He wasn't sure what security was like just now and since them guards had died, so he stuck close to the walls in skinny jeans and one of Damian's black hoodies, and he headed toward where the patients were locked away.
What: Escape
Where: Starting at the Quiet Home
When: After delivering the bat
Warnings/Rating: TBD
Misha, he hadn't been back to the Quiet Home since things went real awful with Dr. Heron, and the place loomed real large and full of terrors as he approached it now. Truth was that he could've just blinked himself there and not bothered with seeing its face 'gainst Repose's night sky, but he needed to see. He needed it to be real, to see himself approaching it willing, and to not just be there all of a sudden and out of the blue. He was trying real hard to avoid this going bad for him, on account of he needed to do something right. He needed to help someone and have it not go all wrong, and he knew that was real selfish thinking. He'd been doing that more and more recently, thinking on himself, and it made him feel like layers of dirt and filth were caking themselves onto his skin. Everyone said he had to live in his own troubles, and he tried, but it was making him feel like his feet were heavier and heavier, and like his Grace was harder and harder to reach for.
But the desire to reach for it, it seemed to get stronger with every particle of bad thinking, and it was real strong now as his feet slugged forward to where the building was grinning at him real sinister.
He couldn't feel where Nilus was inside. He'd been having trouble separating Nilus from the new angelic presence in town, and he reckoned that was on account of that new angel being so damn loud in his head. He'd meant to ask Nilus if he could sense the new angel, but things had gone sideways and now here he was.
He messaged Damian one last time, and then he blinked himself into the familiar visiting area, which he knew would be empty this late at night. He wasn't sure what security was like just now and since them guards had died, so he stuck close to the walls in skinny jeans and one of Damian's black hoodies, and he headed toward where the patients were locked away.