Farley Claymore (i_think_big) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2009-02-20 22:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | farley claymore, vandal savage |
Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of heroes...? (Open)
Farley Claymore certainly did.
He ran.
He needed to get out of there - it didn't matter where he ended up.
Of course, the sudden appearance of the handily-marked exit was convenient, even though he could have sworn there had been a window overlooking the lobby there a few minutes ago...
You disgust me, he'd said, though a voice in his head now replied And you disgust me when he thought about it.
It didn't matter though. All he wanted now was to get away from that horrible, choking, lying darkness-
WHAM
He came to a minute later, and tried to focus on whatever it was he'd just hit.
Stop sign. Oh...
He glanced around, trying to figure out where he was. A glance to the left revealed the brightly decorated canopy of... what the hell?
...magic... shop? Magic shop?
Well, it was a shop. Shops inevitably meant people, no matter how weird they were. Even if he'd had enough weirdness for quite a while...
After a little struggle, he stumbled to his feet and made his way unsteadily towards the store...