Virgil Hawkins (future_shocked) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-06-30 15:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | virgil hawkins/static |
Who: Virgil and Brynna
What: ice cream times.
When: Wednesday evening
Where: complex then said ice cream.
Warnings: TBA but none likely.
[ooc: If Claudio wants he can notice Virgil leaving the complex with his girl after this and be all 'wut' at it. =p]
Virgil didn't know what to do or how to feel lately. He spent all his time cooped up in his and Richie's apartment, but it wasn't making him feel better. The Darkside Club had messed with his head badly, the Clock King's mind control and brainwashing drugs were only recently flushed out of his system with his recent electricity recharge. But he was still jumpy. Being around crowds made him nervous and uncomfortable so the past few weeks he kept to himself, but he wanted to feel better. Being alone hadn't done that, it only made him lonely. Virgil was the type of person who needed human contact to really be himself. He needed kindness and warmth to show his real colors. He thought he needed isolation, but getting out of his room and walking down the hall to Brynna's room to pick her up alone was helping. Air was good. For someone whose abilities were so closely linked to the sun it should have been obvious, but he didn't know where his head was at the last few days.
He still had nightmares from the club and barely slept so it was really no wonder his mind was so scattered and out of sorts. He tried to sleep but most of the time he just ended up listening to the sounds of Richie snoring and trying to block out the memories of torture and darkness. It may not have been so long for Kansas that he was gone, but for him it'd been three years. He was older and stronger and not nearly as mouthy as he had been when he was younger. Metaphorically he'd learned how to respect a gun no matter which idiot was holding onto it.
He was dressed in his usual hip hop chic style when he arrived at Brynna's door. He still found it odd that she and Dawn were twins. But considering the seals he probably shouldn't have been. Virgil had his dreads tied back in a lose ponytail and a backpack slung over his left shoulder as always. He really needed to find a more effective method of costume carrying, but he looked young enough to pass as a student at least. So it was all good. Knocking on Brynna's door he stood back and waited for the girl to answer.