Run run away Don’t let him mess with your mind He’ll tell you anything you want to hear
Characters: Thomas and Justine
Time: Backdated to a few days after the showdown at the CCC/Blackstone
Location: Hard Rock Hotel - Thomas' room
Content: Vampire, heal thyself... Or be a whiny human about it all.
Format: Some mix of brackets and prose.
Warnings: It's Thomas and Justine, what else do we warn for? (warning: angst. possibly adorable fluff. possibly sexytiems)
[Thomas sat in the center of the bed, his brow furrowed in concentration. He'd waited until he was alone to try, to let the demon to the surface to heal quicker, to draw on its strength, but it hadn't worked as expected. There'd been a moment when the Hunger had been his to draw from, then...it had slipped through his fingers. Now he couldn't even feel its presence.
And the bullet wound had started to seep again, the pain somehow different now, more insistent. Thomas reached for the roll of bandages Justine or someone had stashed by the bed, but winced in pain as the motion sent tendrils of fire radiating through his chest. Whatever it was, whatever was affecting his Hunger... he was just going to have to figure it out before Justine came back.]
Time: Backdated to a few days after the showdown at the CCC/Blackstone
Location: Hard Rock Hotel - Thomas' room
Content: Vampire, heal thyself... Or be a whiny human about it all.
Format: Some mix of brackets and prose.
Warnings: It's Thomas and Justine, what else do we warn for? (warning: angst. possibly adorable fluff. possibly sexytiems)
[Thomas sat in the center of the bed, his brow furrowed in concentration. He'd waited until he was alone to try, to let the demon to the surface to heal quicker, to draw on its strength, but it hadn't worked as expected. There'd been a moment when the Hunger had been his to draw from, then...it had slipped through his fingers. Now he couldn't even feel its presence.
And the bullet wound had started to seep again, the pain somehow different now, more insistent. Thomas reached for the roll of bandages Justine or someone had stashed by the bed, but winced in pain as the motion sent tendrils of fire radiating through his chest. Whatever it was, whatever was affecting his Hunger... he was just going to have to figure it out before Justine came back.]