A Way Out (Closed to Aaron) (Backdated)

[parisprincetroy]

Takes place immediately after this

Paris ran back to his hotel room, face flushed with tears, desperation tight in his chest. He paced around the room for a moment attempting to use the mediation techniques that Dr. Hopper had taught him, but they were not working, the anxiety was rising. He could feel his breath coming in short.

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[gobacktoheaven]

Aaron was coming back from one of his frequently flights around the area when he felt it. One of the Nephilim's special gifts was the ability to sense despair and a desire for redemption in others, and Aaron was struck by exactly that - so intensely that it was all he could do to drop to the hotel roof for a moment

[parisprincetroy]

Paris felt the warmth of the arms around him and the feel of something...indescribable filling him up. His breathing became a little steadier. He looked up at he beautiful being holding him and tried to speak but his mouth felt dry and no words could come out. He touched the cheek of the stranger, hoping to convey what he felt...desperation.

[gobacktoheaven]

Aaron could sense the feeling clearly enough. He saw the vial in the young man's hand. "This is what you took? Can you tell me what it is?"

His power had countered at least some of the poison's effects, but Aaron couldn't be sure if the guy was out of danger.

[parisprincetroy]

Paris felt sick but not to the point he had felt just moments before for it was fading--almost as if someone had given him one of Oenone's vials.

The beautiful stranger had a question, Paris tried his best to answer it. "Poison...of the most lethal kind...hemlock."