hurry up and wait . migraine

[michael t.]

REAVER ❝ MIKEY ❞ THE TYPHOON

The sound of others speaking about Lawkit and pain in the same sentences was what drew Michael over to the scene, a frown curled on the bobcat's muzzle. Even if Lawkit wasn't technically one of his nephews, he fill felt a sense of protectiveness over the young hybrid, just as he did with most of The Typhoon. However, the thief also knew that there was very little that he could practically do to help if Lawkit was really in pain. He wasn't Roan, and he only had experience with patching up wounds that were on the outside. A migraine didn't exactly count for that, which caused the reaver to sigh as he sat down nearby. Kneading a little anxiously at the ground beneath him, Michael questioned Rosemary softly, "If he's in pain, you can give him something, right? Like poppy seeds?" His mind was solely on Lawkit for a moment, but once he realized what Inferno had said, the fugitive's ears flattened down against his skull.

Glaring down at Inferno, he scolded the child in a hiss, "You shouldn't take pleasure in the pain of others... Jesus, what the hell is your mother even teaching you?" The male then just shook his head from side to side, once again unimpressed with Aphra's parenting skills. He had known that she would end up screwing the kids up – how could she not, with the way she lived – but to this level? It was beyond disturbing, and Michael once again just wanted to toss the pure white feline out on her ass.

AND ALL THIS TIME I HAVE BEEN LYING
OH, LYING IN SECRET TO MYSELF

— Reggan