into the upside-down sky full of stars
Characters: Vincent [messyturk] and Reno [notwhatiwas]
Location: Veld's Room [Deck 5, Room 8204]
Date: September 9th, midday
Rating: R for Reno's mouth.
Vincent had spent most of his time since yesterday more or less glued to Reno. It was a strange thing, on every level, but...the younger Turk needed him, if only because Reno was presently stuck in the broken, hollowed out shell of Vincent's body.
He'd left a total of three times since bringing Reno back up here to Veld's room to rest, once to clean up his injuries and twice to eat. It was upon his return from the last of these that he stopped in the doorway to the bathroom--where Reno had once again holed himself up, much as he had when he first found himself in a body not his own--and heaved a sigh.
"You didn't have to pull the curtain down again," Vincent said softly, almost a whisper out of courtesy for Reno's superhuman hearing.
He pushed the door closed to block off the majority of the light and moved through the shadowed room to sit on the edge of the tub, sinking down onto the ceramic as quietly as possible. Vincent moved with a little stiffness, still a bit sore from his injuries, and his shock of red hair was almost the color of blood in the dark.
"I can get you a blanket."
Location: Veld's Room [Deck 5, Room 8204]
Date: September 9th, midday
Rating: R for Reno's mouth.
Vincent had spent most of his time since yesterday more or less glued to Reno. It was a strange thing, on every level, but...the younger Turk needed him, if only because Reno was presently stuck in the broken, hollowed out shell of Vincent's body.
He'd left a total of three times since bringing Reno back up here to Veld's room to rest, once to clean up his injuries and twice to eat. It was upon his return from the last of these that he stopped in the doorway to the bathroom--where Reno had once again holed himself up, much as he had when he first found himself in a body not his own--and heaved a sigh.
"You didn't have to pull the curtain down again," Vincent said softly, almost a whisper out of courtesy for Reno's superhuman hearing.
He pushed the door closed to block off the majority of the light and moved through the shadowed room to sit on the edge of the tub, sinking down onto the ceramic as quietly as possible. Vincent moved with a little stiffness, still a bit sore from his injuries, and his shock of red hair was almost the color of blood in the dark.
"I can get you a blanket."