I will return an honest soldier.
Who: Bruce, Jason, anybody who happens to be passing by (Patrick??)
Where: level four common room
When: floodtiems
Warnings/Notes: NOOOOOOOO! (That's a comic book yell of horror, FYI.)
Things are red when he looks through one eye, and his hands hurt so badly he has no sense of the individual fingers. His head has a crack of lava in it somewhere. He's tired. But something keeps telling him to walk. Keep fighting. Find Bruce.
The rain is gone, and he's inside somewhere, his door left wide open and smeared with blood from where he staggered into it on his way out. When he's nineteen he looks well into his twenties, but at sixteen, Jason definitely looks his age, maybe even younger given the way he's curled in on himself, barely conscious. The suit he was buried in is heavy with mud, and he still smells the grave he just escaped; the taste of sod is still thick in his mouth.
When he reaches the common room on his floor, he finds the presence of couches perplexing and somewhat mocking. There's no way he's going to sit down and wait to be found. Up or down? You don't take the elevator when there's an emergency... what the fuck is he even thinking, this isn't a fucking fire, he's taking the elevator
Where: level four common room
When: floodtiems
Warnings/Notes: NOOOOOOOO! (That's a comic book yell of horror, FYI.)
Things are red when he looks through one eye, and his hands hurt so badly he has no sense of the individual fingers. His head has a crack of lava in it somewhere. He's tired. But something keeps telling him to walk. Keep fighting. Find Bruce.
The rain is gone, and he's inside somewhere, his door left wide open and smeared with blood from where he staggered into it on his way out. When he's nineteen he looks well into his twenties, but at sixteen, Jason definitely looks his age, maybe even younger given the way he's curled in on himself, barely conscious. The suit he was buried in is heavy with mud, and he still smells the grave he just escaped; the taste of sod is still thick in his mouth.
When he reaches the common room on his floor, he finds the presence of couches perplexing and somewhat mocking. There's no way he's going to sit down and wait to be found. Up or down? You don't take the elevator when there's an emergency... what the fuck is he even thinking, this isn't a fucking fire, he's taking the elevator