CLOSED ⤧ my love my love oh he falls to pieces his heart's diseased and he knows he knows oh
Who: prayforprey & nicotine_patch
What: SHIT WENT DOWWWN okay I don't actually know what's gonna happen;;;;
When: After this.
Where: Genkaku's run down houselike thing in the slums
Warnings: To be updated!
( i wish i had more of me to give you to make this easy now but i am full of greed -- it's curious and twisted just to throw yourself away )
What: SHIT WENT DOWWWN okay I don't actually know what's gonna happen;;;;
When: After this.
Where: Genkaku's run down houselike thing in the slums
Warnings: To be updated!
( i wish i had more of me to give you to make this easy now but i am full of greed -- it's curious and twisted just to throw yourself away )
[as it is, the path to the shack isn't only twisting and winding, backtracking and unassuming, but also organic. the ship's corridors never changed, but what populated them (the human and alien fungi leaning against walls and the sentient trash lurking in shadows) dictated the seeker's journey far more than left-right-right-straight-on-'till-shack.]
[paranoia, like these worthless scum, bred freely in the dank and uncertain]
[Badou fully indulges his addictions and neurosis because it makes life easy living, even if that easy living is hard. when he shoots off his mouth and cowers, when the paranoia has him climbing the walls and the nicotine deprivation has him punching holes in them, he indulges. tonight is no exception]
[it takes him three times as long to reach the shack as it normally does, not because of ignorance or organics, but because of indulgence; he's seeing coal feathers out of the corner of his eye]
[they're not there, he knows, nor the strange, drugged purple gaze - but another fucked-up night in a life of rarely anything but isn't going to change habits of satiation]
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