Halloween Blues
WHO: julianhellion and *Open
WHERE: Out and around the City
WHEN: Friday evening into night
WARNINGS: Broodiness and irritability
SUMMARY: Julian's doing some head-clearing around the City.
FORMAT: I'll match you. Tag yourselves in please guys!
Julian had been in the City for four months. In a really short time, his life had gotten to be a hell of a lot better than it had been for several years back home. He should have known better than to rely on it staying that way.
Billy and Teddy had gone. Both without warning, and right before Cthulu showed up. The City was still screwed up from that fight, which Julian had been counting as a win. After all, the world didn't end. The City was wrecked, people had been evacuated and demonspawn from Hell had shown up, but they'd won.
Problem was, he'd lost Sofia in the middle of it all, and the fight had done something to her head. He hadn't been able to get any sense out of her in days, but he'd stayed with her until Xavier had come to help, and now she was okay. Or at least she seemed okay. After days of trying to take care of her and not let her see how worried he was that she'd had some kind of permanent damage, he'd finally left to give her space. Then he'd checked the Network for the first time in days, only to find out that Peter Petrelli was gone. Not because anything had happened to him in the fight; just because he was gone, disappeared, sent home, Ported out. That was a hell of a blow. Aside from the people he knew from home, Julian had trusted Peter more than anyone else in the City.
Whatever. It didn't matter. There was no point in even thinking about it. Friends disappeared all the time. They got hurt all the time. That was life and he was bored of it. That four month break where it hadn't happened was just a commercial break and now he was back to his regularly scheduled program. He could deal with it. He always did. So instead of heading home to his own apartment, he came out of the MAC complex altogether and headed into the City. Half of it was still wrecked from Cthulu, and not everywhere was open yet. That didn't matter. He mainly wanted to walk, distract himself, and if that didn't work maybe drown his sorrows later.
That or start a fight, he was open to either at this point. He shoved his hands in his pockets and headed in the direction of Central Park.
[ ooc: okay so, anyone can feel free to bump into Julian anywhere in the City. Central Park is just a starting point. If you have a specific location in mind, put it in the subject bar and I'll roll with it. ]
WHERE: Out and around the City
WHEN: Friday evening into night
WARNINGS: Broodiness and irritability
SUMMARY: Julian's doing some head-clearing around the City.
FORMAT: I'll match you. Tag yourselves in please guys!
Julian had been in the City for four months. In a really short time, his life had gotten to be a hell of a lot better than it had been for several years back home. He should have known better than to rely on it staying that way.
Billy and Teddy had gone. Both without warning, and right before Cthulu showed up. The City was still screwed up from that fight, which Julian had been counting as a win. After all, the world didn't end. The City was wrecked, people had been evacuated and demonspawn from Hell had shown up, but they'd won.
Problem was, he'd lost Sofia in the middle of it all, and the fight had done something to her head. He hadn't been able to get any sense out of her in days, but he'd stayed with her until Xavier had come to help, and now she was okay. Or at least she seemed okay. After days of trying to take care of her and not let her see how worried he was that she'd had some kind of permanent damage, he'd finally left to give her space. Then he'd checked the Network for the first time in days, only to find out that Peter Petrelli was gone. Not because anything had happened to him in the fight; just because he was gone, disappeared, sent home, Ported out. That was a hell of a blow. Aside from the people he knew from home, Julian had trusted Peter more than anyone else in the City.
Whatever. It didn't matter. There was no point in even thinking about it. Friends disappeared all the time. They got hurt all the time. That was life and he was bored of it. That four month break where it hadn't happened was just a commercial break and now he was back to his regularly scheduled program. He could deal with it. He always did. So instead of heading home to his own apartment, he came out of the MAC complex altogether and headed into the City. Half of it was still wrecked from Cthulu, and not everywhere was open yet. That didn't matter. He mainly wanted to walk, distract himself, and if that didn't work maybe drown his sorrows later.
That or start a fight, he was open to either at this point. He shoved his hands in his pockets and headed in the direction of Central Park.
[ ooc: okay so, anyone can feel free to bump into Julian anywhere in the City. Central Park is just a starting point. If you have a specific location in mind, put it in the subject bar and I'll roll with it. ]