Questions and Answers [In Progress, Closed]
WHO: Daisya Barry (sh_hereisgone) and Greg House (causticguy)
WHAT: Daisya has questions, House has answers. Hopefully.
WHERE: House's place
WHEN: After this conversation with Kanda - towards nighttime.
After his conversation with Kanda, Daisya found himself walking aimlessly on the beach. He didn't want to go home... he knew that much. He wasn't sure what he wanted, to be honest... other than answers. How had everything managed to go so horribly wrong? Was it something he'd said or done? No matter how many ways he turned it over in his brain, Daisya just couldn't figure it out.
Finally, his mind took him back to the announcement the Queen had made about Dr. House turning Schuldich and Farfarello in. That was when it had all started... he'd been so upset, and so confused... so weak that the Call had threatened his sanity almost immediately - and had nearly taken it. Kanda had rescued him, and in the end helped him transform just to be able to shake the feeling - but Daisya still felt uneasy. He swished his tail a bit, feeling agitated.
I need to talk to Dr. House, he finally decided, pointing himself towards town and walking. I shoulda done this when that announcement first went up instead of wiltin' like some fuckin' flower. Some Exorcist I am... I nearly lost myself because I was too weak to keep movin' forward with everythin' that happened.
Luckily the streets were somewhat deserted - Daisya's hood hid the ears and he was able to hide his tail by wrapping it around his waist, but he couldn't help being nervous. Someone could easily attack him, thinking he was one of the Jaguar God's minions... when, in reality, he'd thrown off the Call entirely and was now stuck with ears and a tail.
Great.
Luckily, there was light in House's place... at least a little, so he didn't feel so bad about knocking. An eerie calm settled over him as he waited for the man to answer. He no longer felt so at odds with himself, no longer felt like his stomach was trying to twist itself into elaborate knots.
I shoulda done this a long damn time ago.
WHAT: Daisya has questions, House has answers. Hopefully.
WHERE: House's place
WHEN: After this conversation with Kanda - towards nighttime.
After his conversation with Kanda, Daisya found himself walking aimlessly on the beach. He didn't want to go home... he knew that much. He wasn't sure what he wanted, to be honest... other than answers. How had everything managed to go so horribly wrong? Was it something he'd said or done? No matter how many ways he turned it over in his brain, Daisya just couldn't figure it out.
Finally, his mind took him back to the announcement the Queen had made about Dr. House turning Schuldich and Farfarello in. That was when it had all started... he'd been so upset, and so confused... so weak that the Call had threatened his sanity almost immediately - and had nearly taken it. Kanda had rescued him, and in the end helped him transform just to be able to shake the feeling - but Daisya still felt uneasy. He swished his tail a bit, feeling agitated.
I need to talk to Dr. House, he finally decided, pointing himself towards town and walking. I shoulda done this when that announcement first went up instead of wiltin' like some fuckin' flower. Some Exorcist I am... I nearly lost myself because I was too weak to keep movin' forward with everythin' that happened.
Luckily the streets were somewhat deserted - Daisya's hood hid the ears and he was able to hide his tail by wrapping it around his waist, but he couldn't help being nervous. Someone could easily attack him, thinking he was one of the Jaguar God's minions... when, in reality, he'd thrown off the Call entirely and was now stuck with ears and a tail.
Great.
Luckily, there was light in House's place... at least a little, so he didn't feel so bad about knocking. An eerie calm settled over him as he waited for the man to answer. He no longer felt so at odds with himself, no longer felt like his stomach was trying to twist itself into elaborate knots.
I shoulda done this a long damn time ago.