I COULD GO OFF THE DEEP END

The moon hung high in the sky when the moment is taking place, deep in a cave hidden from its light. Dim was the cave, no light reaching inside as a small margay curled up in a homemade nest of fabrics and pillows. It had started as a temporary solution after the island fell but, it had become something much more permanent. He'd never had the heart to reassemble his bed to resemble the one he had once shared with his husband. Johnny's belongings still sat piled in a corner, covered in a sheet to hide them from view. The nest had been careful constructed, still.

As of now though, the nest had been torn apart, pillows scattered as the small feline cried and flailed in his sleep, seemingly clawing at empty air. Cries and pitiful mews escaped him as whispers plagued his dreams. Tatters of torn ferns, clumps of moss scattered around his as he writhed, tearing apart the garden that grew on his back. Whispers in his mind, tearing at the guru mentally. "REMEMBER! REMEMBER WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" it screamed within his mind, beating at his mental barriers. Pitiful was the fightback, begging for the whispers in his dreams to quit speaking.

Finally, he won, and he jolted awake, a scream on his lips. "JOHNNY!" came the cry, verbal for any near to hear. Those who knew Chaz well, or had lived in the Coalition for long knew of the name, knowing that it belonged to the Guru's late husband, partner both in work and life. His husband had seemingly died of heart issues right before the meteor struck. Now, the passed guru's body remained deep in the collapsed tunnels, most likely never to be found.

Pleading and crying, the guru scrambled from his den, his husbands name a chant under his breath as he blindly stumbled, seemingly searching for something, or someone. "Johhny, Johnny please!" he cried, head swinging as petals trailed from the destroyed plants along his back. It seemed that, while awake, the guru was not truly in his mind but lost in a search for someone long past.

I'LL HAVE YOUR HEART ON A PLATTER

Chaz continued to move almost blindly, unaware of those gathering near him, eyes glazed over in something similar to a sleepwalk. His head would move back and forth quickly, gooping tail lashing behind his as he whined, begging for his husband under his breath. He stumbled as a paw landed gently on his back, a pained sound escaping him. His eyes would angle towards Stheno, but not focus, harsh breaths coming out in bursts, "Johnny, where is he? Where's Johnny?" he cried out, stumbling backwards and away from the snake hybrid.

He would shake his head, claws digging into the dirt below him. There was a lull, a pause where it almost seemed like he had finally come to his mind, before he gave a pained cry and began to dig, panting. His paws acted as shovels as he dug aimlessly and frantically downwards. "Johnny, he's down there, he's down there, Johnny Johnny, He's down there," he pants, frantic.

I'LL HAVE YOUR HEART ON A PLATTER

Fortunately for Stheno, her plan of dragging him away from his digging and holding him in her tail worked. Unfortunately for Ceaser, or maybe fortunately since he's kinda messed up, her plan worked. Chaz, still recovering from his freakout hadn't spoken yet, hadn't made it known he was no longer awake. This meant, he was mostly aware when Ceaser decided to give him a small zap. Now Chaz, who already didn't like Ceaser and frankly viewed him as useless, as well as being increasingly frustrated and ready to snap, did what most people would do in his place. Just that, he snapped.

With a snarl, he twisted in Stheno's grasp, aiming to chomp his teeth down on [member=590]CAESAR CIPHER.[/member] 's paw until he was satisfied. The only thing that would satisfy him at this point would be the sound of bones snapping. If successful, he would spat out the wander's paw in disgust, wrinkling his muzzle in disgust. "Just because you act like shit, doesn't mean you have to treat your body like shit."