It's Bay not bae (cursedbyfangs) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2016-04-07 22:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: bayani castillo, character: sorin antonescu, location: beyond the academy and camden, location: pegasus dorm |
WHO: Bayani and Sorin
WHAT: They had a fight and it's on both of their minds, so Bay accidentally ends up dream walking
WHEN: Tonight, the 7th
WHERE: In Sorin's mind dum dum duuuum
RATING: .Swears for sure. And feels. And sex. You know how they are.
Bayani had yet to really find a good outlet for his anger. Usually sex with his partners wound up with him in the passive position, as he wanted, but it didn't mean he got his rage out in the bedroom. He went running at night and threw some rocks, being certain to put them back where he found them afterward. He tried to be respectful of the forest which meant no more tearing up parts of trees. Mostly he came back no less restless and with twigs in his hair and dirt on his shoes. His mind was stormy. He didn't regret what he said, but he knew there was a whole segment to the conversation that Sorin was unaware of. There were details swarming in Bay's mind that made him feel unstable and marooned, and the sudden rush of love only sent him more off-kilter. There was a time, not too long ago, when he would have raged at Sorin, wanting to tear him to pieces with his words, and he knew he had the ability. It would be so much harsher than it was when he spoke nicely. He lay down to try and enter the brief vampire reverie, but he was certain it wouldn't work considering how revved up he felt. However he'd been ignoring his exhaustion, because after some time his thoughts did lengthen and wander, and he found himself in a familiar landscape. That was, complete darkness. This was starting to happen more often these days, where he'd start out in darkness and find himself in the most unusual of places later on. The most vivid of which was when he was with Sidro, being chased around the castle, but there were others too. Bayani walked lost through the darkness with nothing really to guide him, and wondered if this was starting to become a metaphor for his life. You are never a burden, whispered a voice he knew all too well now. If only it was enough to stop this pain and anger inside of him. Now he pushed away and angered one of the people who was the most indulgent of his moodiness. Bay didn't know how to fix the newest mess in his life, or if he wanted to at all. That was when the darkness started to shift, and a few shapes and details came into focus. He glanced around him to see what odd place his dream created this time. |