Re: telepathic link: loki/preston r
[A narrowing of focus, green fire and the licking gold of a cat's eye.] No. [No, this was not a student, but what a student he might make. The analysis is so intent as to be uncomfortable, twisting this way and that, gauging and analyzing. Now there are enemies all around him, but he will not forget.
The horror, surprisingly enough, is what cuts through, bringing the academic study, almost cruel in its intensity, to a halt. The consciousness behind it recoils from the horror. It matches the feeling tied to that imagined moment too quickly, and from behind the darkness and the cold fire come a rapid stream of emotions, unchecked and turbulent, barely contained. Guiltrageguilt. Responsibility. Love. The festering of a secret, which itself is a well worn groove in this mind, holding something close so long that, unspoken, it corrupts. The woman's death is his doing, even if he did not hold the knife.
The emotions that follow from the foreign body are strange and complex, and they stem the tide a little, taking the bite from that corroding force.] Not a friend. [No longer clinical, are these thoughts. Bits and pieces find other pieces that are akin. He has long since shed that particular guilt, but it is familiar, and he follows that thread to the 'friend' that creates it with the relish of picking a scab.] No, I think more than that.