|Damien Thorn (bornofajackal) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2011-03-14 04:46:00
|Entry tags:||damien thorn, prue halliwell|
Who: Damien and Prue
When: After midnight
Where: His room
Rating: TBD, will edit later if needed
Damien couldn't really adequately express into words the elation and glee that he felt when his powers returned. It had happened by surprise, really. He was indeed glad for it. Because, honestly? Knowing every day what everyone on the block was feeling could be grating. He had taken it in stride but after a while it was getting to be a bit challenging to deal with. It came to him every time he went out and every time he had come back. He had started to realize why some people prefer to live far out in rural areas. He had spent the better part of the night in the gym. Taking advantage of his reflexes with the bag work. Imagining opponents facing him, then suddenly taking them out in the most quick and efficient of ways. But at that midnight hour, he could feel it. His abilities. His powers. That which was always a part of him. He didn't know if anyone else could feel it as well, he just knew that he did. And boy, was he ever happy! He had started with setting the speed on the treadmill without touching it. Once that was done he had passed by the locker area, and with a gesture of his arms, each locker door had opened and shot about nine or ten times as he walked by. After he had returned to his room, he had disrobed, wiped himself off with a towel and had dressed up in much better attire for meeting his girlfriend Prue shortly. His clothes now were simple. Just a pair of grey slacks, a silk midnight blue shirt, and thin black socks. He had to admit he was curious about what Prue was wearing tonight. Although he didn't exactly ask for more details than she had given. He liked surprises sometimes. And he knew that whatever she picked out when meeting him, she would look great in it. She always did.
He had exchanged messages with her back and forth, smiling even more when she mentioned coming to see him. He pointed at the door with his hand and the lock opened itself, the door opening a crack so she would come in when she walked by. He was prepared to share a fun night with her. It would most assuredly be a good celebration, not for his own powers returning, but hers as well. His apartment room was still very clean as it usually was. It was the same as the last time Prue visited... after he had used his new money to improve the ambiance a bit. He briefly wondered if she could spend the night here. He hoped so, he had not seen her in a while due to the power swapping craziness. He had no doubt it would be comfortable as he had a larger bed (with satin sheets, warm blankets, and feather pillows). As he thought on that, he absently wondered who had his and how well they had adjusted to it. Shaking his head, he set the pail of ice on the table.. the pail which also had a fresh bottle of wine. There were wine glasses by it as well. He also had beer in the refrigerator if she wanted that too. He then shut off his laptop since he would be a bit busy to read any network updates. He realized he had just posted one inviting anyone to go drink with him later. But no need to read anything on it yet, as he was going to be busy.. and plus he did explain it would be later. He'd get to it in the morning. As of right now, he looked at the clock and then at the door. He had last spoke to her about ten minutes ago. And since his floor wasn't far from hers, he estimated that she would come walking in at any moment now...