tertius; [holo]; all falls down
The tablet turns on by itself, probably when its owner ends up whacking it on the wall when he abruptly stands. He doesn't notice as it clatters to the floor, turning on and picking up his image.
This? This is panic.
"Oh my God."
Jimmy barely remembers getting here. Resurfacing is like a splash of cold water to the face, a punch to the gut, and his body language says as much. He staggers, panting, looking around the room he's in with wide, fearful eyes. Where is Castiel? That's the first thing to come to mind as he adjusts himself to the feeling of controlling his own body again, confusion at where he is, what happened and where the angel went all battling for the top spot.
Once he's caught his breath, Jimmy takes in the empty room. Or full room, depending on your perspective. Full of books and texts, an empty fireplace gaping at him from the opposite wall.
Somehow, by some miracle - no, not miracle; he's had it with miracles - he's free.
"Hel - Hello? Someone?"
Jimmy winces, putting a hand to his pounding head.
"Ple -- is anyone there?"
This? This is panic.
"Oh my God."
Jimmy barely remembers getting here. Resurfacing is like a splash of cold water to the face, a punch to the gut, and his body language says as much. He staggers, panting, looking around the room he's in with wide, fearful eyes. Where is Castiel? That's the first thing to come to mind as he adjusts himself to the feeling of controlling his own body again, confusion at where he is, what happened and where the angel went all battling for the top spot.
Once he's caught his breath, Jimmy takes in the empty room. Or full room, depending on your perspective. Full of books and texts, an empty fireplace gaping at him from the opposite wall.
Somehow, by some miracle - no, not miracle; he's had it with miracles - he's free.
"Hel - Hello? Someone?"
Jimmy winces, putting a hand to his pounding head.
"Ple -- is anyone there?"