[ closed ] one for the organ, and one for me
Who: Remus Lupin (lumenrelegandus ) and Heine (stray_gunner )
When: March 12th, afternoon-ish.
Where: An undetermined street in Anatole and Lupin's accommodations.
Format: Paragraph-y.
What: Tea and biscuits with the professor.
Warnings: Heine possibly drinking tea (I know, terrifying). Also bad language, probably.
He had tried to convince himself that it hadn't been real, or that it had just been another hallucination or something engineered by Giovanni from another world. But he had seen and felt the give of warm flesh under his hands, and he knew that it had been at least a very solid hallucination.
That said, he should have just put it down as a happening of the Mist, because that was what it was, but it still... something worse than the usual dreams, at the very least least.
With the goal of maybe getting food in mind (key word being maybe) Heine set off towards the market on a roundabout path through the residential district.
When: March 12th, afternoon-ish.
Where: An undetermined street in Anatole and Lupin's accommodations.
Format: Paragraph-y.
What: Tea and biscuits with the professor.
Warnings: Heine possibly drinking tea (I know, terrifying). Also bad language, probably.
He had tried to convince himself that it hadn't been real, or that it had just been another hallucination or something engineered by Giovanni from another world. But he had seen and felt the give of warm flesh under his hands, and he knew that it had been at least a very solid hallucination.
That said, he should have just put it down as a happening of the Mist, because that was what it was, but it still... something worse than the usual dreams, at the very least least.
With the goal of maybe getting food in mind (key word being maybe) Heine set off towards the market on a roundabout path through the residential district.