[ Pre-Milliways:
Unfinished business is wrapped up. ]
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Anyone within a good distance of the newest arrival will be greeted with howling, the kind of howling a werewolf emits when silver nitrate is coursing through his veins.
Lucian's senses are going haywire; he's supposed to be dead, he's supposed to be at rest. And yet, he is still conscious, although he's quickly losing it. His body has still not fully transferred into Milliways from his dead state back home, and so the silver nitrate that killed him is still in the process of leaving his bloodstream.
He falls to the floor from a standing position, hands clawing desperately at thin air, features drawn, pupils dilating. Silver runs down his face, mixing with blood on its way. He's no stranger to pain, but this, this is beyond anything he's experienced before.
It doesn't exactly help that he has no idea where he is.
[ ooc; Sleep. I can has it. Thanks much for tagging, and slowtimes will ensue. ]