10-20-2018, 03:04 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 10pt;"]A jolt. Sharp, quick, electrifying. Body giving a jerk of surprise with equal facial features at the light touch, yet the hand weighed heavy on the shoulder. Solid. Real? Is it real? Partially heterochromatic eyes casually slid over to the hand before up to rest on the familiar face. Tiberius. Yes, yes. Of course. He's real. Tiberius is real. This hand resting on his shoulder wasn't a figment of his imagination. Then it retracted itself. Gone. Vanished. Not Tiberius– no, he's still here. (Not a dream.) A tired smile was sent in the Lord's direction and remained silent as he spoke, fingers picking at the fuzz of his shirt. Another strong arm out to grasp the dainty hand belonging to the pretty woman. It seemed... Strange. Shaking hands. Odd yet interesting at the same time.
The adrenaline that pumped a few seconds again was quick to diminish, fading back into the tettering line of reality and dreams. Tired, so tired. An inquiry popped into existence and processed it for a long period of time, grabbing and holding on so it doesn't get lost. Eyes shift down to have at Fern, brows furrowing with the gears in his head turning. Astonished and concerned. A tired smile. Light and amused yet tired. "Don't–" Head lulling forward, he snapped it right back up, squinting and putting full effort to focus. Focus on Fern. Focus on Fern. "Don't worry about it, it's nothing... Nothing major." He shook his head, trying to rid the impending sleepiness pushing down on his conscious. Persistent yet gentle at the same time.
( Choking. Water. Water everywhere. DARK. No lights. Drowning. Water in nose and mouth, swallowing, gagging, choking. Where's the surface? )
Eyes fly open and rapidly blink, head previously off to the side now straight as words flood into adjusting ears. Hypno glanced from side to side slowly, spotting Eddie leaving them– a nod off farewell. A grin in return before resting his hazy vision on Fern. "Is there anything you need or be shown around...?"
What was he supposed to do in this situation again?
The adrenaline that pumped a few seconds again was quick to diminish, fading back into the tettering line of reality and dreams. Tired, so tired. An inquiry popped into existence and processed it for a long period of time, grabbing and holding on so it doesn't get lost. Eyes shift down to have at Fern, brows furrowing with the gears in his head turning. Astonished and concerned. A tired smile. Light and amused yet tired. "Don't–" Head lulling forward, he snapped it right back up, squinting and putting full effort to focus. Focus on Fern. Focus on Fern. "Don't worry about it, it's nothing... Nothing major." He shook his head, trying to rid the impending sleepiness pushing down on his conscious. Persistent yet gentle at the same time.
( Choking. Water. Water everywhere. DARK. No lights. Drowning. Water in nose and mouth, swallowing, gagging, choking. Where's the surface? )
Eyes fly open and rapidly blink, head previously off to the side now straight as words flood into adjusting ears. Hypno glanced from side to side slowly, spotting Eddie leaving them– a nod off farewell. A grin in return before resting his hazy vision on Fern. "Is there anything you need or be shown around...?"
What was he supposed to do in this situation again?
◜❛ ✭ ❜◞ -— BUT IT'S THE LAST TIME I BLOODIED MY HANDS
i'm living in vain, i never promised you a damn thing