[closed] just as long as we know: this land is mine
Who: thenobledie, lumenrelegandus
When: Nowish
Where: The Clinic
Format: Paragraph
What: Wartime ending, things settle back down to paranormal.
Warnings: And a wee bit dysfunctional.
~ Follow the days I’ve traveled alone in this cold and colorless place ~
The problem with sleeping in the garret of the clinic-
-one of several problems with sleeping in the garret of the clinic-
-such as how not having his own home meant no definitive end to the work day, to decompress and gain objectivity-as well as prolonging the dangerous limbo of staying unresolved with Io-and waiting, as he absolutely should not be waiting, for both of them, in some insane fashion, for Tonks-
-was that it was haunted.
Worse than that: he knew the ghost very well.
And she didn't always understand the living's need for sleep.
When: Nowish
Where: The Clinic
Format: Paragraph
What: Wartime ending, things settle back down to paranormal.
Warnings: And a wee bit dysfunctional.
~ Follow the days I’ve traveled alone in this cold and colorless place ~
The problem with sleeping in the garret of the clinic-
-one of several problems with sleeping in the garret of the clinic-
-such as how not having his own home meant no definitive end to the work day, to decompress and gain objectivity-as well as prolonging the dangerous limbo of staying unresolved with Io-and waiting, as he absolutely should not be waiting, for both of them, in some insane fashion, for Tonks-
-was that it was haunted.
Worse than that: he knew the ghost very well.
And she didn't always understand the living's need for sleep.